Claudius Hunger Games Novels & Stories

I lashed out again before he could say more. " I.. I.. I.. is that all you can say you, stupid idiot! Your lucky I need you or I would rip your throat out right now. Get the fuck out of my sight before I change my mind!" Hunter quickly scurried away like the wounded dog he was leaving me to my thoughts. I knew that I was going to need more help if I wanted Kendra. This Matto thinks he has rights to her, but he is dead wrong. She is mine and I will kill anyone who gets in my way.

"Wait godmother. If your hair was born white,how's it black now?" "Do you ever ask serious questions Addison. Well I used my powers to dye it black,it reminds me of my mother." "Okay we have to start looking for that book." Aleister said clapping his hands together."After Ava and Aiden talk to the council members waiting outside,they want to offer gifts to their princess."

Gripping on his arm, I switched our positions and noticed the smirk on his lips. “Stop teasing me! You can just leave if you're not gonna do it. I'll go and find someone else to fill the void in me.” My mind was overwhelmed with the desperate needs for him. “Say that again—” His eyes glimmered with anger. In the gust of wind, I was laid on the table. “I'm the heir to the throne now, Claudius! You think I couldn't get a he-wolf to appease me in any way possible—”

Liberty pov Claude himself takes us down for dinner. I’d expected him to send a warrior or maybe his Beta. During the walk to the dining hall I study Claude. He is well built with dark hair, dark eyes and a sun kissed skin. I think he is about the same age as Dad. We can smell the food and hear people laughing and talking. My stomach growls and I catch how Claude reacts with a small smile to the sound. The moment we step in everybody falls silent and stares at us.

He instantly recognizes the long shoulder length hair. Claudius stands up as Noah climbs out of the car and walks toward him. Noah can already tell things must not be going good. Claudius looks different, thinner, paler. His cheeks look sunken in, his hair even looks dull. The smile that he Always sees on his face isn't there. Instead all he can see is a blank expression. Noah fights the tears back and runs to him. Claudius barely opens his arms, almost as if he's moving on autopilot and it's not quite working properly.

This was finally going to be over. At eight fifteen, I saw her. Aurora, walking alone down the path, her bag slung over one shoulder. She looked tired, distracted. She had no idea what was coming. Then I saw Claudius. He emerged from the shadows about twenty feet ahead of her, his hood pulled low over his face. He had something in his hand. A knife. He was actually doing it. Aurora hadn't noticed him yet. She was looking at her phone, scrolling through something. Claudius was getting closer. Ten feet. Five feet.

Claude nervously stood up as he bowed his head before my mother. "I-I..." He cleared his throat and looked at Her nervously. "M-Moon Goddess Lunaria, I-I am Clau..." He cleared his throat again when his voice cracked causing me to chuckle softly. "I'm... Uh... Claudian Alexander IV. I am..." He gulped. "I am Rachelle's mate," he said as he chuckled nervously.

Why in the world would he do that? Claudius didn't want to respond, he didn't want the Alpha to know what was wrong with him. He didn't want his sympathy, so he simply looked down instead of answering. "Are you starving yourself to try and get my attention?... Is that what this is about, are you doing this for attention?" Hughes asked, feeling even angrier that Claudius would be so reckless. Claudius's eyes snapped to his, and he felt his anger quickly rising. He quickly climbed out of his lap, and Hughes reached for him, but Claudius slapped his hands away.

Hugo said in a thoughtful tone. “Hah. See I told you”. Caterina softly banged the fork at the table but was frozen the next moment at what Hugo said. “We should take our share right now”. Hugo stood up followed by Luca and Caterina only realized when she was captured and thrown over her shoulder to be eaten alive. ---- Tabby

he said, giving her a gentle peck before striding in the direction his father had left in. Placing the used dishes on the large marble kitchen counter, Isobel glanced at Annie, who was busy scraping the scraps of food at the garbage disposal. “Annie, can I ask a question?” “Of course, dear.” “What’s a claiming mark?” Annie glanced at her, her eyes wide with shock. “Didn’t my son explain?” “No. I guess we didn’t get that far in the explanation. We kinda got stuck in the whole, he’s a wolf shifter revelation.”