Jon Snow Lord Commander Novels & Stories

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

Another Alpha said, "My daughter has been fighting in human form for some time now, she believes she can." Lauren then intruduced me, "The young and handsome man I came in with is my mate and he is also the alpha of the snow moon pack." This room became a little noisy, there was murmur all over. She continued, "Yes my mate is Alpha logan. Don't be confused, he is not an ugly monster as he is tagged to be." "You all are gathered here because I need your help, I can't do this without your help. I want you all to be part of this fight, it is not about me or my family, it is about the love I have for my people. I will need some warriors and your support."

Mathias asked, surprised. Candice had just retrieved her scroll back when Thaddeus suspiciously asked, "This powerful ally, what is his name?" She let a broad smile spread her lips as she clutched the scroll firmly to her chest. "My elders, you know who he is. He is our Lord and Alpha, King Wayne. Son of Warren Wyatt, leader of the pack of the grey wolves. Protector of the plane Weode and all its hinterlands." "Welcome to a new era. You have pledged your allegiance to him and to the new world he will create."

someone else sneered with self-loathing. "There is only one answer to change all of this" a powerful warrior named Ronan said to his brethren. Ronan is a bulky and very powerful wolf. He has jet black hair which is longer and reaches his shoulders. His black eyes are sharp and his nose is slightly crooked. Just a single punch from him is enough for his opponent to fall. He is loyal to his pack and is yet to find his mate. When the warriors of the Blue moon pack heard his words, they looked at him expectantly.

He was doing the same. I yielded against his facts and composed myself. Having put the flame of the wooden torch off, I rose clenching and unclenching my shoulder muscles as Ser Harrison linked with me over our physic link, 'The new commander has left Jonah's bedroom just now... And he is heading towards the dungeons to get Lisa.' "Let the commander come... I am waiting for him." I tore myself away from the emotional ride I was put into, preparing to begin my first kill towards the expedition.

The Freedom Pack. The Purity Pack. The Passion Pack. The Vengeance Pack. The Devotion Pack. The Discipline Pack. The Harmony Pack. "Landon! What are you doing alone with an unmated She Wolf?" Landon's father, Clarke's voice abruptly entered my thoughts. My vision shot up, to where Clarke's brooding glare shocked me into submission. "Father, she's my friend," Landon argued. Landon's size was considerable compared to his father's. The Alpha blood that runs through him allows him to no longer cower to his father's stern words, but to come back with a response equally stubborn.

, the voice from the other line burst in laughter. “cut this crap, I will call you when I get home, everything is fine as planned”, replied the commander. “bravo, bravo, bravo, how great thou art me amigo”, the voice from the other line replied with amazement. “by the way, I have heard that your son is the new APLHA of SEAL SIX, I never thought you are that committed to this mission commander”, the other line added and laugh out loud.

My jaw clenched, but I nodded, trying not to let my hatred for the man show too obviously. "And, of course, obedience is non-negotiable,” Jaxon continued, leaning forward to make his point clear. “When I tell you to do something, you’ll do it. No questions. No attitude. I want full compliance." I could feel the anger simmering under my skin, but I forced myself to keep quiet, my gaze fixed on a spot on Jaxon's desk. I refused to give Jaxon the satisfaction of seeing just how deeply his words affected me. “Loyalty, Riley,” Jaxon continued, each word laced with a possessive tone that made my skin crawl. “Your loyalty belongs to me now. That means no sneaking around, no talking to other people

By the time the military transport plane landed at the Riverdale Military Airfield, night had long since fallen. Carrying my duffel bag down the airstair, I was hit by a gust of freezing wind, thick with an unfamiliar, damp chill. "Major Tomlinson!" From a distance, an old military officer with graying hair at his temples strode over. The general stars on his epaulets gleamed softly under the lights. He came to a halt right in front of me, raised his hand, and gave me a standard military salute. "I'm Bruno Black, the deputy commander of the Riverdale Military District.

he said, voice deep and gravelly enough to shake the floor. Falcon gulped audibly. "Sweet Lucifer, that voice has subwoofers." DJ stepped forward and extended a hand. "Thank you for having us, Alpha Nolan. It's good to see you again." "Likewise," Nolan replied, grasping his hand firmly. "Who have you brought with you?" DJ gestured to each man in turn. "This is Master Cameron Pureblood, second in command to King Kanyon Coldblood, ruler of the Kingdom of Lycania."