Gregor The Overlander Novels & Stories

He assured her. Hunter roared the engine to life as Draken's men cleared the road—Draken's car along with three Fortuners were right behind Hunter's car. They reached the North Pack safely. Aurora was sick and it was related to her being a hybrid. She often goes through this pain but this time it wasn't that severe thanks to her wolf. Hunter stayed there with Aurora for a while but he couldn't bring his mind to rest. "You should get yourself treated," Draken said, noticing blood on Hunter's back. Hunter shook his head. Getting himself treated was the last thing on his mind.

“Jenna Marie is a girl with a personality, she likes to go to crowded places, likes to drink, gather, and especially she used to use banned drugs, maybe not now.” Wolfgang heard Selina's preliminary assessment of Marie and also nodded in agreement, he knew werewolves' brains were susceptible and receptive very quickly. “Yes, if you accept Marie and live with this identity, rest assured I will guide and train you to be like a human, as a real Jenna Marie.” Seeing her determined expression and desire to live like a human, Jenna Marie nodded in agreement. “Okay, I will be Jenna Marie, but there are conditions between us.” Wolfgang also happily accepted Selina's words

"A treaty? With a wild pack?" Gregor seemed to understand the shift in my posture. He stood up slowly from his haunches, taking three calm steps closer until he was standing just six feet away. The sheer size of him was staggering—his back came up past my waist, his broad chest showing the thick, powerful muscle of an apex predator. He lowered his head until his dark nose was level with my hand. He didn't snap. He simply drew in a long, deep breath, catching my scent—the iron of my knife, the salt of my skin, and the clean scent of the Haven wheat fields.

Elaine, an Omega,had spent all her life being prepared for a prestigious mate by her family. To them nothing was more important than an elite match for their last daughter but things would change when the Rogue Alpha Maxwell, a banished heir of the royal family storms in and claims her against her will. What begins with rivalry turns into unwavering passion and desire for each other. Eventually pregnant with Alpha Maxwell's forbidden heir, Elaine carries a child prophesied to be the destroyer of the current monarchy and one who will either unite or destroy the packs forever.She would live her life protecting her pup while fighting beside her ferocious Alpha.

"Eleven... eleven years more. And then I will have my wolf." ‘Once she has her wolf, I will definitely throw her from the top to scare her,’ Gregor said. I bet now he would start planning and plotting against Soleil’s wolf. After all, he had nothing else to do. I didn't want to comment but the wolf who couldn't manage to scare a pup of seven years. How would he scare a young woman of eighteen years? * #TBC

Sophia rose from the squat position and walked to the bed and sat down. " Come on. " She stretched her hand , gesturing that Derek should come. After a while of delay, the wolf walked to her and climbed the bed. Then, he lay on the bed with his head on Sophia's laps . " Is he not going to return to his normal form?" Vieira asked with curiosity in his tone. The healer smiled. " This too is a part of his normal form. But let's see what will happen. "

Oceans p.o.v. Gregory doubled over as if in pain, before I could react he had transformed into his shaggy brown wolf and was howling to the sky "Gregory, what's wrong?" "Ocean, it's Desert and Lanna they went into the forest and didn't come back and now Sky cant contact Desert" fear settled deep in my stomach "I'm on my way" I rush over to Gregory "Gregory, come on we need to go, Lanna and Desert need us"

Rune shrugged her shoulders. Realisation hit me then. If this prophecy was real and the rogues had been spurred on to wander in the mountains, then I gave the order to kill off seven rogues. Werewolves who had been through hell and back and wanted to find peace. That was the odd sensation that I got when the supposed attacks occurred, they were just wandering, searching for their salvation.

He shrugged. The sun blared down on him and to prevent the sands from assaulting his face, he pulled the ghutra over his face and looked down to his shadow, he remembered the little trick Megan had taught him about using your shadow to discern the East from the West, it brought a smile to his lips but he didn't need that, this was his territory, he knew the area like the back of his palm. He edged on, praying that Megan still be safe. And she was, safe in the little cave only big enough to squeeze in two people. She crawled out of the cave and jumped into his waiting arms when she saw him, squeezing his neck in her hug.

Almost Gregor’s body twists unnaturally as the shift starts, his bones cracking loudly, echoing through the room. His hands contort, claws sprouting unevenly, but his fingers remain mostly human. His face elongates halfway into a snout before stopping, leaving him in this grotesque, mangled state. Blood pours from his injuries, now worsened by the failed transformation.