Ironmouse X Connor Novels & Stories

he stopped and began to weep. " I am so sorry, Alexander. I should have come sooner it is just that I couldn't " he explained himself in tears. His tears cut my heart. I couldn't believe all I had just heard. He was kidnapped and sold as a slave to someone in Sam's pack. " Do you know the name of this silver wolf?" I asked him and he nodded. "I can never forget his name. He is Glover Newmoon, he calls himself Alpha of the Luna Eclipse pack, but in reality, he is a beta. I heard he killed the Alpha and wiped out the entire family." he told me, and my rage grew.

Connor also cups his hands on his face as he kisses his forehead. Connor finally picks up himself. "Prepare for the funeral. Let them all be here as we will be invading the Moarte in their lowest part. In the name of my mother, Barbara Walsh Russo. I Connor Carter Vozinelik shall be the new master of their household! Those who would be resisting should be shot dead!" "YE, SIR!" Lincoln guards give their respect for him—even Lincoln and Ethel are on their knees to welcome his brother in the world of violence and fear.

He looked at Brody while smirking as he came closer. “GET HIM!” Brody yelled to the other three lycans who were busy chasing after the other three Alphas The three lycans then attacked Connor but he was able to dodge them. Connor is clever and strong. They wouldn’t stand a chance against him even if he is outnumbered. With Connor’s swift and fast movement he went to the side and grabbed the silver sharp steel. It was burning his palms but he did not care. One lycan pounced at him making it it’s mistake but a perfect timing for Connor. He jumped at the Crimson Crest Alpha but he was met with a painful strong stab on his side. The lycan fell to the ground. The silver did not kill him, but it w

All is silent around us--me, Seersha, the wolf--as the iron seals us off from the stench that has infested the cathedral. "What is your name?" I mindlink the wolf. I want to know what my brother's wolf is like. The wolf nuzzles Seersha's hand then turns to face me. Seersha finally lets go of the railing and she steps close to the wolf, one hand on his mane. She will not leave him. My brother has chosen his Beta/Luna well. "I am Hemming," he replies. "Hemming, the Ironwolf." He bares his teeth then and I see that--like mine-- they are coated with the iron. I look down at his paws. The claws glint with metal.

Micah was risen from his seat and seemed to have tried the door earlier before turning to face Connor who apparently had his hand over ira's. I felt my wolf growl a little and seem a little restless as I thought of ways to seal with him.

Connor hissed. He smirks. Connor was an illegitimate child of the Assedio di Vendetta Mafia Organization's leader Mariano Moretti based in Italy. Their family was onced a close and even treated each other as allies. But something happened and now both of their family vowed to finish each other in a matter of time. "Did I hit where it hurt?" He sarcastically smiled. Connor was about to punch him again when Rain and Isaac appeared right in front of them to stop them from fighting again.

I just rolled my eyes at his antics. “Nice to meet you Dillon. I’m Katalina Connor but please call me Kat,” she responded, offering him a genuine smile. Now Teague was really getting worked up. He wanted all her smiles for himself. I couldn’t disagree with him. “Connor, as in Ian Connor, the former Beta of RedWoods?” He asked, giving me the side-eye. I didn’t want to make Kat uncomfortable by announcing she was my mate but I didn’t want him thinking I was casually screwing around with the daughter of a ranked member of our new ally either.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

he says to himself as he beholds the magnificent beast. Connor buttons his jacket elegantly and walks slowly towards the event spot. His skin tingles as he advances, and his heart beats too forcefully inside his chest. The moon shines brightly now, and a fresh and light scent, similar to what is felt in the air on a sunny and clear day with a touch of aromatic herbs like mint and rosemary, drags him like an invisible yet powerful force. What is that? "Mate," Sorem chirps inside his mind. Connor stops abruptly and shakes his head. His beast is right at the surface, seeking a way to emerge.

I’m here and we have to stop him’ Confused, my eyes fall on Connor and in slow motion, the voice inside me shouts, ‘Connor, no!’ ‘You kill him and you’ll doom us all’ Connot stops. Slowly and shocked as ever, his deep brown irises land on me. Darren and his betas take the window of confusion as their chance to run. Dazzled beyond words, the distance between us so tight and thick it would require more than a knife to cut into, Connor asks me a question that has my breath hanging in my throat painfully. “Is that? Your wolf?”