Author Root Novels & Stories

“I wasn't raised for that.” Rogan studied me for a long moment, then reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small object, an acorn pendant, carved from dark wood, smooth with age. “My mother gave this to me when I became alpha,” he said. “She told me, ‘Real power isn’t in the bark. It’s in the roots.’ You have roots, Kieran. Deep ones. I see them, and I want them.” The tears came without permission. Hot and unwelcome. I turned away, wiping them with the heel of my hand like they were a betrayal.

I smiled as I held him closer. The maid’s jaw dropped slightly, and then she smiled, a small, embarrassed thing. “I… I’m sorry, Luna,” she said softly. “I thought I was helping him, but he just wouldn’t…” “You did what you could,” I interrupted gently. “You cared enough to try. You just did not know what the issue was. But I can tell that he's going to be a strong little wolf. His body is already heating up and this can be one of the reasons.”

"Clean up this mess. And open the vault. My son wants his mother."

The shiny blade is buried in the Latroot's back. The angry creature drops down to its belly once more and spins around toward the glowing male. It's bixarre spider-like eyes blink rapidly as it assesses it's enemy, but the champion stays calm. The monster swings it's front left arm forward, and the Glortinon dodges to the right. He lands almost next to the creature's head and suddenly drops his elbow to the back of the creature's neck. The Latroot roars, and as it tries to escape to the left, the champion yanks his knife out of it's back.

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Reid said and she was listening to him attentively, taking all the information in slowly. "S..so why attack Rasmus?" She asked cluelessly. "Because he is the one of the Alpha from the Moon pack," Ried said with furrowed brows as if he couldn't believe she didn't know that, and Catherine was kind of shocked by this new knowledge. Rasmus was the strongest werewolf in his pack. An Alpha. Her Alpha. "What do you mean by one of the Alpha?" She asked. And she could tell Reid was getting annoyed with her.

-ZOYA- I try to shove him away, but Ragnar holds me in place, showing me that apart from being immortal, he could also be a fucking wall. His hand slides down to my waist, holding me firmly against him. All the bravado I felt a few moments ago dissipates into thin air. No doubt, when he tilts my chin, forcing me to look into his hypnotizing gold eyes, he sees the fear in mine. "Your ideas of rebellion have room for questioning." He scoffs, taking off a pin from my hair. Then another, until all the pins are gone from my hair and scattered on the ground and my hair is falling down my bare shoulders.

That night she waited for everyone to sleep before making a phone call. "Raphael's the leader of the vamp rogues." She said "take note of that, I hope you are drawing him with my descriptions. He's got a gray beard...." When she was done describing him, she sighed. "Also, right now Luca is going to be judged for having kept his three genes a secret. I know they will be against him tonight but we must show them that we are always aware of their plans. Strike at their assembly." "So, we should go with the plan then"

I chuckled, fixing my seat and grabbed my phone, typing the calculation immediately. He slammed the paper in front of me. "It's 430.3125 !" "What?" I looked at my phone's screen before looking back at him, "How the duck did you get 430.3125 ?" "You see my lovely dearest best friend," He cleared his throat, acting professional and all, "The square is equivalent to 4 since it has 4 sides. The root is technically equivalent to 3 since the root comes from a tree or the other way around."

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