Kallen X Lelouch Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

Do I leave them? “You have to, Haylee. That was Theo’s voice,” Liya said anxiously. “Something is wrong—” Before Liya could finish, Theo’s voice echoed in my mind again, and he announced, “It’s Allison. She chanted some words, and Xalen lost control of his mind. I have been struggling to snap him out of whatever she did to him, but my efforts are futile. Rather than rescuing Xalen, I feel myself slipping under the trap of Allison’s spell. I don’t know for how long I can resist, Haylee.”

Selene looked at Killian, who appeared to be lost in thought, and said, “Mr. Thorne, please sit. I will go and prepare some tea for you.” Killian could not wait. Just as Selene was about to leave, he went ahead and held her hand, “Wait.” Selene stopped and turned around. Their eyes met, and something deep inside them seemed to be pulling them together. “Who are you?” Killian asked. “I… I am Karen.” “Selene!” Killian called out the name with certainty. Selene’s face changed. How did he know her name? Had he finally remembered her, or did he have her investigated?

My lips couldn’t move, and my body was frozen in time as I watched the scene in front of me unveil; the wolf of an orange color ran at Kallen, and he just… Kallen just stood there! “Kal!” Finally my voice found me as I screamed out but I doubt it was heard from Kallen yelling at the wolf when he did the unimaginable - Kallen ran towards the wolf full speed, the wolf doing the same, and right before they were on top of each other, Kallen's clothes ripped from his body as his muscles seem to contract outwards and the sound of breaking bones littered the air.

The moment our skin broke contact, the warmth vanished, replaced by a hollow ache that made my chest feel too big for my ribs. I hated it instantly. “Convenient,” I muttered. Kael exhaled through his nose, like he was trying not to react. “You’ll get used to it.” “I don’t want to get used to it.” “You don’t get a choice.” Silence stretched between us again. Outside, the howls came closer. This time, I didn’t mistake them for distance. They were near. Kael turned his head slightly, listening. His entire posture shifted—subtle, but sharp. Predator alert.

With more self-awareness than she had before, Hurai quickly scooted back, wanting to cover herself up with her quilt only to notice that Kal was sitting firmly in it. Apart from that his red glittering eyes were also fixed on her in a way that made her want to jump out of the room. “How often do you meet this Allen?” Hurai heard Kal ask in a weird tone, his eyes glinting something she didn’t understand in them. “What?? He’s my knight…Kal can you pass me my quilt? It’s improper…” Hurai began speaking but she was only halfway through when she suddenly noticed Kal slowly crawl over to where she was, with a predatory look on his face that made her want to dash away.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Today, I was a spectacle. “Eyes forward.” The command cracked like a whip. My gaze snapped up to the female instructor striding across the ring—a tall, sinewy wolf with scars etched into her bronze skin like battle maps. Liora. Kael’s third-in-command, and apparently the one tasked with hammering me into something resembling a Luna. “If you think rank excuses weakness, you’re wrong,” she said, her voice smooth as broken glass. “Strength is survival, no matter what bed you share.”

How could any pack have a used and broken Luna? I kept my eyes closed until I was gently placed on a familiar fluffy bed. Prying my eyes open, I looked into the face of Alpha Killian. His eyes had returned to their bright silver color as they took in my horrific looking face. I didn't need a mirror to tell me my eyes were red and puffy from all of the tears I had failed to hold in. "Is that what you think, Claire?" His deep voice asked, a hand running through his already messy hair.

His eyes flew to the elevated seat upon which were seated the five old wolves, half fearing and frozen, who can't describe what they are experiencing as a political ruin where the forebodings were realized or a prophecy being fulfilled. “It is my purpose, said Kai slowly, deliberately, to remind Larissa wo she is. What she never was allowed to be.” Then Xavier moved--standing between me and the wall. “She is the Luna of mine.” Kai spat with furious rage ready to tear anything apart on his way. “By force or with terror?” A general intake of breath went through the audience. Selene was leaning over the rail of the balcony, and her fingers were twisted all around the edge so as to retain hersel