Heather Lang Novels & Stories

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

“How?” He walked toward the table, pressed his palms flat against the cold surface. “She approached me months before the gala, under an alias—claimed she represented an overseas auditor, wanted transparency copies for investor clearance. I checked her credentials myself—they looked clean. I thought she was what she pretended to be.” “And you gave her access.” “A partial key,” he said hoarsely. “Isolated, or so I thought. But she mirrored it through the Alliance chain. Every secure terminal became a door she could open.”

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

Maverick said, rubbing his meaty thigh. I settled between his legs. He wrapped his arms around me. “What do you know about Heather?” Maverick started. My heart hammered in my chest. “N-Nothing. Aside from her being Heath’s sister.” “She is. She went to school in Daciana, because it has the best facilities. She’s an Alpha’s daughter.” “We didn’t run in the same social circles. I didn’t pay attention to your crowd, and I was invisible too,” I mumbled. “Hmm, Heather was my girlfriend. It was serious.”

Charlotte POV “We came here for dinner as far as I remember. I didn't know that I came here to have my wife drilled by the both of you.” Hayden said in a light tone, but I knew he wasn't joking. He seemed genuinely angry about anything that was happening. I quickly blinked back the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes. “I'm Heather by the way,” his sister said, now plastering a smile on my face. “Disregard any information that my mom claims to have known about you.”

Heather stood in front of us, barefoot, hair messy but intentional, wrapped in a white silk robe that screamed, I’m rich, and I’m over it. Her eyes were sharp, guarded, and colder than ice. “Who are you and what the hell do you want?” she asked flatly, eyes flicking between the two of us like we were already boring her. I took a step forward, smoothing the nerves from my voice. “I’m Lauren, this is Vanessa. We’re from Storm. We’re covering your story…” “Not my story,” she snapped, crossing her arms. “A rumor.” “We’d like to give you the chance to speak on it before anyone else does,” I said calmly.

“Are we going back?” I knew what she was asking me. “Tomorrow morning.” Reaching over, I grabbed Luca’s arm. He was surprised but shifted so it was laying across my legs. “I’m going too.” Heather sounded more determined than heard her yet. “Have you been there?” I asked, looking back. Heather shook her head. “No. I’ve been in hiding. Haven’t left their territory until today.” “Luca?” I asked in the mind-link. “Yes, love?” “Heather said I was her alpha. I don’t feel like I have alpha abilities or that power.”

“I just love shootin’ stuff.” Heather is a really good shot, too. That’s not too surprising since she grew up in the old west, but Shane, who was in charge of that part of the training today, was really impressed with how well she could handle herself in the simulator. He said he hadn’t seen anyone so naturally talented since my sister Transformed. I wanted to point out to him that Heather has had over a hundred years of practice killing things, especially demons, but there was no point in mentioning it to the trainer, who is a bit of a dingbat anyway. I was sure Heather, who’d been placed directly into the advanced class, would be invited on our next hunt, should we go on one. There’d be no

"Oh, that's fuck up." She look at his wristwatch and let out a deep breath. "I need to go. You do your part, act as Hilary as you could." after he said that he disappeared. Why do I need to do this? What is the purpose? What is the intention? I read some Thiera Luna works in Good Novel and when sleep kick in I put my phone in the side and fall asleep.

I didn't have the energy to care about anyone but my own. He pointed me to where it was, and I made my way, hoping I wouldn't forget and get lost again. I don't think I can take hearing another conversation that I shouldn't be listening to. I let out a sigh of relief when I finally walked into the kitchen. This house was enormous. I don't think I'll ever be able to find my way around it. I was greeted by a lady who looked to be in her twenties. She had mousie brown hair and a plain-looking face. She smiled sweetly at me. "Miss Hunter's alpha mind linked me and told me to be waiting for you. I hope you didn't get too lost." I shook my head, taking a seat at the bench.