Connor Detroit Become Human Fanart Novels & Stories

And she was entirely, undeniably human. No pack scent. No supernatural aura. Just fragile, pulsing, beautiful humanity. A human. The Moon Goddess had paired the most lethal Alpha in the country with a human. The elders like Silas would call it a disgrace. A fatal vulnerability. They would demand her dead. Roman’s grip tightened imperceptibly on her arms. Let them try, he thought, a wave of ruthless, possessive darkness flooding his veins. "Excuse me," a sharp, highly irritated voice broke through his murderous haze.

"I can count on you about him, right?" "Sure, you can definitely count on me," I say, immediately stepping up and dragging Jacob out from the bully. He roars loudly and tries to scratch me, but I, still filled with emotion because Nicholas might have a girlfriend, have too much strength, and with one yank on his neck, I manage to subdue Jacob Smith. "Hey, we brought you here to track! Not to attack people," I say, glaring at Jacob as he shifts back to his human form. He's naked like a baby, and the bully, who managed to escape, runs out of the canteen screaming.

Josh pov "your son let his bitch break my daughter's hand, arm and she dislocated it to the point of surgery",I held in a chuckle. "she hit your future Luna and my mate!",I growled loud and his eyes went huge. "alpha, he sounded shocked, Amanda said it was a human",my dad sighed. "yes the future Luna is a human but an extremely strong one so your daughter needs to learn her place John",he sighed. "surgery my baby girl had surgery for really bad breaks and she may not be able to use her arm right ever again",he wanted compensation but he wasn't getting it.

Connor had this stupid cocky attitude right up until he touched me, and then suddenly he looked at me like I mattered. Which is… dangerous. Because now my brain won’t shut up about him. I change into pajamas and catch sight of the mark on my neck in the mirror. “Fantastic,” I mumble. I should probably be embarrassed about it. Instead, I touch it lightly and grin. Connor McLeod—campus hockey god, certified menace, probably responsible for half the university’s emotional damage—left a hickey on my neck and somehow rewired my personality in one night. That feels medically concerning.

I decided to let it slide and let his father do the talking instead. “Well, yes,” he replies, finally letting me go as he shifts his body to sit properly in front of his father. “As she is chosen by the Moon Goddess, I’m planning to make her my Luna.” He pulls me to him in half embrace. I glare at the fucker as I have images of his death in my mind. The older wolf’s expression darkens, fangs showing while he grits his teeth. “Do you have no idea the consequences of putting that human from THAT border into our pack? It’s a sign of treachery!”

I seethed. " I'm not an idiot, Seth. I would never betray Jordan that way and I am not giving up my wolf, so It seems I will be forced to suffer this fucking bond" He linked back. "It's not bad, Damien. I know our mother has put some values in you that make you see humans in a negative light, but you need to listen to our goddess, Selene, now. She has paired you with a human. You should give her a chance. Help make her and yourself happy." I linked to him,

Connor made a cruel face spitting at the ground in front of Pete’s feet, “We are not family just people that live in the same house” Ethan looked at Connor with sympathy in his eyes. Ethan looked at him and felt a twinge of sorrow for the kid, maybe he was not as bad as Ethan had thought him to be. But looking at him more closely Ethan flashed his eyes shifted to a glowing red color as his face morphed into that of a wolf. “Is that why you didn't come home last night,” Ethan questioned sharply; his left brow cocked upwards as his lips were pulled into a grim line. Connor laughed as he turned to look at Pete, his face taunting and smug.

2. Bears met him at the border—big, shaggy bears. Connor's wolf stood still while the biggest one ambled over and sniffed the air, scenting him. A gentle pressure popped in his mind, and then a deep voice asked, "Alpha Luther's son?" And he replied, "Yes, Connor Salvatore, and you are?" The beast answered by fluidly transforming into his human form, and Connor was suddenly faced with a giant.

But boy, do I want to smack his arrogantly handsome face. “Thank you.” Unfortunately, I have to endure Connor’s presence because Santana continues the conversation. Surprisingly enough, he and Declan remain silent. As I continue to stand there, I can feel the heat of Connor's stare. He must hate the fact that Santana and Declan like me. I heard that Santana is not a fan of Connor’s revolving door. Not that I’d be one of the women taking a spin, considering he thinks I’m just a silly girl. If he only knew.