Gregor The Overlander Novels & Stories

Raven's POV My mind is still racing, running through the potential consequences of Gregor’s words. He was indeed a true servant. But then something else hits me—a sudden wave of realization. Luca. I can’t ignore him anymore. He’s been growing stronger. He’s been taking territory. The first clan was just the beginning. He defeated Dorian,who must be in the dark now.

And it had made her vulnerable not only to me, but to every old-style wolf who opposed change. I would use that. I would take her new strength and turn it against her. The meeting was conducted on neutral ground, a hunting lodge that had once been my father’s. Gregor was a large wolf, easily six and a half feet at the shoulder, with iron-gray fur save for his ruff which stuck around his neck like a shaggy vice, looking everyone over to decide if they were threats or resources. "Lady Selene." He did not get up when I came in. "You escaped?"

IDRIS LYKAIOS Roger eventually passed out right after completing his shift of shape and that’s more than enough to control him from wreaking havoc and possibly harming other innocent mortals. It was hard to watch him struggle in an increased dosage of agony as his body slowly changed. He’s one buffed predator in his beast form. His body mass has doubled up, his hair was thicker and fuller and his ears were flappier. This isn’t the first time that I witnessed a mortal human transform into one of us but it is certainly the first time that I don’t have to take their innocent life. Roger should be lucky that I need him so I could find a way to hunt the rogue werewolf who attacked him.

On his neck, at what was hanging on it. Aldonra's face hardened, her calm demeanor disappearing in a flash. She bared her teeth in a snarl, her gaze intense and almost deranged. She raised the soul high up so Kat could see clearly, only to have it hiss and smoke before her eyes. Gregor's outline was getting blurry. He slowly sank back into a faceless, nameless entity that could have belonged to anyone. The matter that made up his body became more and more sheer, like the last sands falling into an hourglass.

The man who brought the chains walked away while the other, Gregor who I am supposed to fight starts to shift into his wolf. "Oh and of course, aim for the kill!" Sirus laughed just as Gregor shifted into a dark huge beast, snarling and snapping his jaw, his claw in the air as he pounced on me with a deadly force.

He couldn't have… "Don't worry, I didn't fuck you while you were asleep. I was going to… but I don't like my women dirty. Plus, I was hoping to hear you scream when I finally put my hands on you!" From his cackle and dry yellow eyes, I could tell he'd been in the wild for ages now. He was a rogue, an insane lunatic who would do anything to feel something. A connection he could only feel in a pack. I scoffed as his eyes ran through my body hungrily, "Even if you forcefully take me it won't do anything. All you need is redemption… A meaningful bond with—" "— Shut up!" I felt a rough tug on my chin and the nasty breath of the oldie in my face.

“Great. I’m Gregor, Alpha Warren’s beta. I’m on a supply run through to the veil. You can follow me, I know all the shortcuts, and with me along you won’t be stopped at the barrier.” That was actually convenient. I nodded to acknowledge him and climbed back into my car. Zara was already in the back seat, buckling herself in. Kieran waved cheerfully up at the watchtower then joined us. The ride was long and uneventful. After several hours, we reached the border of the Warren pack territory and the barrier that separated our world from the humans. The truck pulled to a stop, and I parked next to it. “Well, there ya go,” Gregor said, motioning towards the barrier. “Don’t look like much, does it