Avatar Lyle Wainfleet Novels & Stories

Lyla said. Her hands pressed against the wound. Cold magic slid beneath her skin. Thin. Fragile. Barely holding. "Lyla " Eli’s breath sharpened behind her. Lyla’s silver gaze burned toward the rival. He stood just beyond the treeline, his amber gaze gleaming beneath the thin stretch of moonlight. Vaughn stood beside him, his dark gaze cool and steady. Vaughn’s mouth curled faintly. "Having trouble, High Alpha?" Lyla’s breath sharpened.

"Lyle, are these offshore routing numbers? Is this... is this a kill order for the CEO of Vanguard Logistics?" "No!" Lyle shouted, his face draining of all colour. "It’s a fabrication! It’s a deep fake! Turn those screens off!" "It is the absolute, undeniable truth," Franco rumbled. His deep, gravelly voice echoed through the room like a thunderclap. He stepped forward, his dark eyes locking onto Lyle with a murderous, unyielding hatred. "You didn't build this company with financial genius, Lyle. You built it by paying Sterling Vane to butcher your competitors in the dirt. You are a fucking war criminal."

Disappointment is the furthest thing from what I’m feeling as my gaze lazily trails up and down the hulking male before me. Pride would be more accurate. Success in ruining that Alpha of theirs enough that he couldn’t even drag himself here to try to kill little old me. No, that broken coward sent his second. His Beta. Liam Rowlyn. I’ve watched him from afar for years. Golden brown, close-cropped hair. Eyes deep and dark like charcoal. Shoulders and chest so broad he’d give professional football players a run for their money. He’s a tall boy too, like so many of the male werewolves, his form still surely towering over my five-feet-seven.

Everywhere I look, bodies clutter the ground. Our warriors fell to a violent death. At least most of the vampires joined them. I glance at the last two standing. Lyle and another. I recognize him from my time at the castle, but his name escapes me. Lyle stares back at me with a hint of excited fury in his eyes. “Thank you for clearing the air, Pet. It’s much easier to drain your friends when I can see them. Who should I start with?”

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

You are too kind as Marissa walks away bowing her head. Irene, can you please explain to my daughter that you and Pier are just good friends? Just as you explained it too Mr last night. Right, sweetheart, I will do that. Ivory you have nothing to worry about with Pier and me. As I told you last night we are just friends. We three are the remaining vampires of our coven. What do you mean you three? Oh my goodness I completely forgot to tell them about Lyle. Who's Lyle? Lyle is my brother who just so happens to be mated to Alpha Sonia of the Dark Woods Pack in Utah. They are also expecting a pup as well.

"Secondly, as you may have heard we lost Allison Wade, a much loved pack member, to this war, we are hoping to retrieve her body and give her the send off she deserves, that being said, if anyone has any information they think may be relevant, please come to my office immediately after we conclude tonight's meeting." She nods towards Darius and he escorts the potential Alpha's from the stage, the entire crowd, which had been muttering after her previous announcements falls silent, watching Flame as she once again, faces the crowd. "Our final bit of business this evening is to reinstate Cain Harding in his rightful place as co-Alpha." She smiles at me, offering her hand out for me to join her

He let the words hang. The waterfall crashed into a pool so clear you could see the stones glittering at the bottom, but the surface writhed with rainbows, like oil and water forced to coexist. The watch in my hand burned and began to pull me like a magnet. I glanced over at Lyle. His jaw was a solid block, and his eyes kept cutting to the shadows between the trees, never resting long. For a second, I just watched him—watching me, watching everything. He hadn’t said more than three words on the trip, and even those came out flat and thin, like he’d run out of air. Lyle was a lot of things: obnoxious, stubborn, infuriatingly loyal. But he wasn’t quiet, and he sure as hell wasn’t scared. Somet

He says while walking away. My mate was getting close to me? Who is he? I know it isn't Alpha Cain but who? Was that why Cain was hanging around? Waiting to see when I got my wolf so he could call my mate? But how would anyone know who my mate is? No one knows until your wolves meet. So how does Lyle know who my mate is? Do I even want to find my mate? I've been perfectly fine by myself this entire time. What if my mate is super controlling and won't let me do anything when we meet? I don't want that. I like being able to do what I want. I guess I won't ever get to meet him though since I'm locked down here anyway. Alpha Cain's POV

One day, I will confront that woman and force out the reason from her. Ivy Ville was indeed a small town. The town head, a middle-aged Alpha, was waiting for us at the gate. “Welcome, I hope you didn’t have any problems on the way,” he said, although he sounded like he would hardly care if anything actually happened. The wizard replied, “Thank you and no we didn’t have any issues.I am Ryan and this is Royale Damian, and they are Elite Bryce and Elite Griffin,” “Leo,” the alpha introduced himself, and turned around, silently expecting us to follow.