Kara Danvers And Lena Luthor Novels & Stories

But before that thought could settle, a faint click echoed from the shadows. Adrian’s gun was in his hand instantly. “Someone’s here.” A figure stepped into the light — a woman, armored, face hidden behind a cracked visor. “Easy,” she said, lowering her weapon. “If I wanted you dead, I wouldn’t have missed.” Lena’s heart pounded. “Who are you?” The stranger removed her helmet, revealing pale eyes and a scar running from temple to jaw. “Name’s Kira Vale. I used to work for Roth. Now I’m trying to burn him down.”

No amount of protest would change Kara's mind, and Kara would not believe her. Kara studied her in silence, and her gaze felt heavy on Lena. Then Kara let out a sharp breath. "You believe you are more beautiful than I am," Kara said. Lena shook her head. "I never said that." Kara raised a single hand, and the room went still. "Have you slept with the Alpha," Kara said. Lena fell to her knees, and the stone pressed against her skin through her gown. "My lady," she said, "I would not dare."

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

She began to sob. ‎ ‎ "Luna Caroline is MY Luna, Ana. She answers to me. You and I have discussed this already. Now enough with the chicken hearted tantrums, there are more pressing matters to attend to. Allow me to worry about Luna Caroline, okay?... ‎ ‎"Okay Dada." ‎ ‎ Luna Caroline is Alpha Denparlio's fated mate and esteemed Luna who works as a professor at the Diversity Academy. The academy that serves an all inclusive atmosphere for witches, werewolves, hybrids, vampires and special humans.

I said and pushed him back. “Finally, as you are all aware of. This is Kara.” Grabbing her arm, I pulled her forward. She was face downward at the ground. Grabbing her hair, I forced her to look at everyone. “Kara is the true mate of Gunther and has been helping him by breaking into my office and stealing important documentation. She is charged with treason and is sentence to death by lethal injection.” Kara’s body was sobbing and shaking as I pushed her back. Gunther’s body twitched like he wanted to hold her but decided not to. “Alpha.” The doctor came up to me and presented me with three syringes.

Kara nodded, looking at the dress longingly. As it turned out, Kara turned out to be the moon goddesses and sun god’s daughter. Helios had taken her and used their father as his vessel, so she was transported here on earth and ended up with Aurora for a sister. As an omega, she is naturally more reserved and subservient to her mate, but Aurora likes to remind her often that as a goddess, she is more powerful than anyone else. I think she is still taking some time to get used to the idea. Who can blame her? Kara takes the bag and dips into the bathroom to change as Aurora whirls on me.

But when she spun back around all traces of kindness were gone. Santos found himself in the air with a hand wrapped around his throat as Lenora held him against the cave wall. "Where were you?" She hissed, slowly squeezing tighter, and Santos felt the first sliver of fear weaken his bladder as Lenora's canines began to lengthen. He managed to gasp enough air into his lungs to mutter a single word, "Caroline." And thankfully it was enough to make her let go. " I was dealing with the High priestess of Ravenclaw, she won't be a problem anymore." He assured Lenora smugly.

I approached the glass-walled office and knocked softly. Angela looked up, and I was struck by her eyes. Sharp, intelligent, with the kind of alertness that came from years of hunting down truth in a world full of lies. This was a woman who asked hard questions and didn't accept easy answers. "Angela Martinez?" "That's me. You are?" "Lena Brooks. I have something for you." I pulled the package from my purse, my hands steadier than I'd expected. "Someone asked me to deliver this directly to you."

I flipped to the next page. Lena walter. The Beta's wife. She ran the pack's intelligence network, the web of informants and spies that kept Kael informed about everything. Her reach was wide, but her protection was wider. Killing her would mean killing the Beta too, and I wasn't ready for that. I flipped to the next page.

Her name Carla and used to work for Langenbach. “They are brave to show up here alone,” Carla said quietly after Lena himself had set. “I am not alone,” Lena answered calmly. “But you surely know that.” Carla smiled thinly. “Elena is obsessed with you. She says you had her family taken. She doesn't just want to see you dead. She wants you to suffer. That Alexander Voss watching you break.” Lena bowed. “And what do you want, Carla?”