Declan Kane Novels & Stories

Though I was gambling with my life for him not to find out quickly, there was nothing I could do if he found out quickly. Alpha Kyle was rather observant and I was sure that it wouldn't take long for him to notice that I was missing. Even though I wanted to increase the speed at which I was moving, I found it rather impossible. The pain and weakness in my body made me unable to move faster than I was already moving. I was probably going to collapse if I tried to move faster than I was already. I could only hope Alpha Kyle wasn't going to discover my disappearance any time soon. I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers.

Standing, I turn to Declan. “Thanks.” “No problem. But I do think we should mark this date down in history as the day you came to me for advice.” “I was actually hoping Phil was here.” “Fuck you.” I laugh. “He probably would have said the opposite.” “No shit. He plays it too safe.” Declan shakes his head. “He’s going to miss his chance with her,” he says, meaning Danielle. “But what am I—” He cuts off when he hears Danielle loudly say someone the bar isn’t open yet.

"We have a literal bleeding Jane Doe in the house, the living room smells like rubbing alcohol, and I'm supposed to whisper? Please." The older guy in the leather jacket stepped in, shoving his hands into his pockets. He had an easy, unbothered posture, completely unfazed by the tension in the room. "Cut her some slack, Maeve. I'm Declan," he added, looking at me with a calm, neutral expression. "Don't mind my sister. She thinks sarcasm is a personality trait."

The interaction was absolute hockey journalism nerd-heaven, and my internal wolf couldn't have registered higher levels of satisfaction. Kael’s capacity to deploy deep cultural trivia reminded my mind of the initial cycles with Declan. Back when my submissive intern frames used to fawn over his presence after a live broadcast alongside the alternative pack assistants. Except during the interactions with Declan, my ears listened far more than my tongue contributed. Primarily because his line possessed significant turns on my young wolf, and his superior scripts had unfolded long before my mind possessed a single coordinate of sports journalism data. But also because, although Declan operates

He stands to his feet and lets his gaze travel from one end of the table to the other. “I am Alpha Shane of the Dark Moon pack. I went back to where I was brought into the world and took back what was mine. I am the only legitimate heir and it is my birthright to be Alpha of my father’s pack. I’ve broken no laws, I challenged him, and won,” he said.

Selina's POV. Kegan lunged like a beast unleashed from hell. For a split second, the sheer velocity of his movement made Declan look like a doomed deer about to be strangled by it's predator, but then he moved swiftly, dropping low, barely dodging the punch that cracked the air where his head had been. Dust scattered as he rolled across the dirt and sprang to his feet. I guess the years he has spent training to kill Killian is finally paying off.

“Please, Kian.” He studied me for a long moment, unreadable as always. Then he nodded. “Okay.” Back in the car, the question gnawed at me. “Who was that man you were talking to?” Kian’s face was calm. “Who was who?” “The man outside the boutique. Who was he? He looked familiar.” “Oh, him?” Kian said lightly. “Declan. He’s one of your father’s council members. Brought his family here for a short vacation.”

he said, tapping his jaw as though he was thinking about what he was about to say. “The only way to be a step ahead is by keeping your enemies closer,” he said. Kane rolled his eyes, “But bringing in a man like Declan is the worst thing that you can imagine. That is like letting a freaking lion loose in a ranch,” he grumbled. Noah laughed, “What? Scared of a man like him?” he asked. Kane growled, his eyes darkening as he glared at him, “Scared of Declan? You fucking know that is not true, but I am being cautious, we can’t have him here if he is working with Kyren, and you know that,” he said.

I looked at Keane, who was leaning up against the railing, his eyes still pinned on where she last stood. “Feel better?” I asked. “You wanted to catch her, and we did.” Keane said nothing for a long moment, but Teague spoke up. “I see your obsession with her, man.” He whistled between his teeth. “Those fucking legs go on for days.” “She’s a beauty,” I agreed, imagining running my hands through that dark, color-streaked brown hair. “A fighter, too. Why is she here?” “Dunno,” Keane said finally. “Since that last nurse bitch Malorie got fired, I haven’t been able to get into student files.”

I said through gritted teeth. Again, Dante continued, “After that Declan and Reilly became inseparable. Because of how Reilly was conceived Declan has never looked for his mate, and he disbanded his harem, keeping only three Lycan females. Declan has brought a lot of the old ways back to the Lycan Kingdom, but he has brought about many changes as well. I liked working for him.” “You say liked, as in past tense, you don't work for him anymore?” Kane asked.