Romans & histoires Clone Wars Trespass

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Lucas won, of course, but I am pretty sure he would still be buying the three of us ice cream. “Hey El, this claw machine is a scam. In fact, all of these are. You will just be wasting your tokens here,” Lucas said. They are already beside me. “I know, but I saw this cute little white cat and thought of you. I thought of giving it to you. Look, it looks like you. Especially when you are annoyed,” I responded, speaking what is on my mind. I was still playing the game while I spoke. This is getting irritating, why can’t this little cute cat just go with the claw?

Dante asked, inserting a stud in his eyebrow-piercing. "Heck yeah... who won't be? I can't wait for everyone to see what we've planned. Did you guys see the amount of people trooping in for the past 3 days?" Clarry asked, and I gasped. "I know right? I'm afraid there won't be enough accommodation," I said, and Isaac chuckled. "Girl, this is Islantonio, there's always accommodation, even more than enough, so don't worry too much," he said, and I hummed. I glanced at my toenails, and Clarry wiggled her brows.

I had walked right into the lion's den, and I needed to be ready for a bloodbath indeed. “Is that understood?” Sniff. “Answer me.” He growled, tightening his grip on my jaw. “Yes,” I forced a smile, “I understand. What were you saying about me being your American girlfriend from the Coyote Mafia?” He scoffed, taking my hand now. “The real game is only just beginning, and you're already flopping?” “You should have said all this in the car instead of trying to play the hot, sexy mafia Capo you’re not,” I replied through gritted teeth.

Ryan has already surrounded the mansion with their guards. Outside, the armed men surged forward like a dark tide, their movements swift and calculated. They spread out around the mansion, a well-coordinated assault aimed at dismantling Rajeev's defenses. The guards, once confident in their numbers, now found themselves outmatched, falling one by one to the relentless onslaught. The sharp crack of gunfire punctuated the air, mingling with the shouts of men caught in the throes of battle. Each confrontation was brutal and swift; the sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed through the mansion. Neil, battered and bruised, slowly rose from the ground, the metallic taste of blood lingering on h

His wolf nodded along with him in agreement. *** The dark-colored trucks inched their way through the rocky terrain, their headlights piercing through the dark night, illuminating the clearing that was bordered by the Mountains. Alpha Danvers trucks stopped near Kyle and Greyston’s truck and Alpha Danvers and his men stepped out the trucks and stood in the front of their trucks facing Kyle and his father, his father’s beta Paul, Nick and three other enforcers from their pack. The trucks’ headlights created shadows around the men. The dark pine trees and mountains created an eerie atmosphere in the moonless night.

As the clones float away, Kaymaer is revealed with a tiny orb in his hand. “Antaroq Eznon Mordor!”, he yells, firing the orb at X. X stands there as the beam hits a portal and appears behind him. He barely dodges as the beam appears to be faster than it was. X raised a finger, his halo slightly pulsing. “Hypersphere”, he says and a transparent orb, at least two times bigger than the current battle planet we were on appeared, swallowing Kaymaer, and the beam. It hits the inside of the sphere and disappears.

He pulled me against his solid body and locked my wrists behind my back using his left hand. He growls, squeezing my butt with his other hand. I let out a gasp at his action. Taking it as an opportunity, he plunges his tongue inside my throat. His tongue explored every corner of my mouth aggressively and I resisted as much as I could. Finally, after what felt like forever, he pulled away. He stroked my lower lips lightly with his thumb. " Your lips are swollen", he exclaimed, seemingly pleased with himself. I swat his hand away in frustration and anger.

Michael, David, and Rachel all walked behind the couch where I was sitting with the computer on my lap so they could watch the messages as they came in. Word is the hit came from Emilio. “Emilio is Francesca’s brother?” Rachel asked, glancing briefly at David. He nodded in agreement and we looked down at the screen as I typed out the next message. Who would Emilio want to take out? Emilio is trying to take power from Francesca, he’s not happy that she took charge. “Does this mean a civil war is starting?” I asked, glancing at David. His jaw was clenched tightly and I could almost see his mind whirring as he went through the possibilities.