Hakeem Lyon Real Name Novels & Stories

"Where is he? Aaron? Did you—" "No. Aaron is fine. He's alive, and well. I promise you that." "How can I believe a single word you say?" "You have to. You have to trust me right now. You can hate me later. Maeve is in—" "Danger? What the actual f*ck, Aar… What the hell is your real name? Who are you!" "My name is Troy." "Your last name?" "Black. Troy Black.." "What pack are you from?" "I don't have a pack."

Then he looked up at me, voice hoarse. “What’s his name?” I swallowed. “Lyon.” Kael blinked. His mouth parted like he hadn’t heard me correctly. “Wait… what?” I nodded slowly. “His name is Lyon.” He stared at me for a moment longer, stunned. Then I laughed—tired but real. “Crazy, right?” Kael sat back on his heels, still trying to process it. “You named him after him?”

“How you found him.” “Public records.” She sipped her whiskey. “Just like old times.” “Raven. Do not play with me right now.” She relented. “Hector Lyonell is a banker. Or at least that’s what his business card says. He used to be a cop, when he was younger. An eager young thing. Trying to make all the right connections. He fell in with a wealthy and beautiful woman who paid his rent. Via a property management company. Or at least, he thought he fell in with her. She wanted a cop in her pocket, and she got one.”

I stopped her, and she looked at me puzzled. I shook my head at her. "You can't tell the truth yet, Gene. Don't tell anyone about Yohan for now, okay? Not even to your husband. You know Harrison's brother is JL, and I'm sure if you tell your husband the truth, he'll tell his brother! Yohan still has some things to do before he faces other people and reintroduces himself. He's not just Zion Yohan Warren, Gene; he has another name, and it's Revas Meritt," I said seriously to my sister.