Christopher Owen Sturniolo Novels & Stories

I lifted my face, full of fury, and looked straight into the eyes of the man I’d defied my father for. “I, Alpha Luca Miller, reject you as my Luna, Victoria Bianchi, for bringing neither power nor heirs to Creston Pack, and I condemn you to serve as a breeding Omega for the benefit of my people.”

he said, brushing a displaced strand of hair out of my eyes. I looked into his blue eyes once again. They were so cold and piercing and the little thought that had been toying at my consciousness since I first looked at them came spinning back. "Say it," he added, his voice commanding and sharp. He matched the description perfectly. "Alpha Leonardo Loren." His lips curled into a smile, confirming what I had hoped wouldn't be true. "That's right," he confirmed. "Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack."

“So, why do you ask...?” "Just shut up, Chris," I interrupted him again, not knowing how to feel. I spent a few minutes rereading those papers without leaving my surprise. “Royce Constructions?” I stuttered looking at him at last, "Are you the owner of a fucking construction company?" “Helena...” "I can't believe you fooled me like this, Christopher!" I exclaimed feeling the anger rising in rank. "I never fooled on you," he said surprised trying to take my hands, but I only hit them when they touched me.