Kara Danvers And Lena Luthor Novels & Stories

Then he said, “Ivy. What’s Kai’s ex’s name? The girl he cheated on you with?” I stopped pacing. “Lena. Why?” “Same name.” “Yeah, I noticed, I even made a joke about it in my head the first time I met her. What, you think…” I stopped. Something cold crawled up my spine. “No. No way. There are a million Lenas.” “Describe Kai’s Lena,” Daniel said. “I never really saw her up close. At the club that night she was across the room. Dark hair. Tall. Big eyeliner. Always smirking at me like she won something.”

"Of course! My sweet cub, aren't you marking your bond at the end of this moon? Why haven't you sent me the digital imprint of the bond certificate with Ethan yet?" Lena Draven was the true wildfire of the family. Unlike Lila, Lena was a pure-blood Draven heiress. Though she’d lost her father to a rogue attack years ago, she remained the High Alpha’s most treasured granddaughter. Three months ago, after a nasty breakup with a Beta, she had fled to the southern territories to heal her heart. I had kept in touch, but I hadn't found the words to tell her I’d walked away from her cousin. "Aria, why is your scent so quiet? Has our bond faded? I’m howling in agony here!" Lena joked dramatically.

Alden says, each word laced with palpable infuriation. “Who is Caroline?” I ask and the room stands still. In an instant, I see all the color drain from Alden’s face as he turns white. Karken and Khimaira stop what they’re doing and Khimaira raises her head slowly as though this is an interaction she does not want to miss. Behind Alden, I see a figure move in the shadow and Lena emerges from behind a pillar with that damned smile still on her face. Clearly, she has been in the room the entire time but why she was behind the pillar is what I do not know.

then he pulled the trigger at himself, and the click sound made Lena fall down on her knees. “Lena Morgan, my name is Lena Morgan,” she burst out in tears when Dante’s brows furrowed. Lena Morgan? Nero handed the gun to Dante. “Lei è così fortunata e carina. [She is so lucky and pretty]. Nero crouched towards Lena’s level and scanned at her body. He knew at first sight that this lady wasn't Linda, so how did his men even mistake her? Of course they looked alike, but this one had an attractive beauty, and her innocence was something he had never seen in the ladies around him. A smile formed on his lip before he said.

The longer she read, the harder her jaw clenched. “Spotted at Verano headquarters… assisting with design project… close communication with Elias Carter…” She flipped the page and froze. “Recently seen spending time with a young child from the Denovan family—Anika Denovan, the only daughter of Lord and Lady Denovan…” Lena’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What?” She read the line again. A child. From a noble family. With Maya? Lena sat in stunned silence for a moment, the paper fluttering in her hands.

With a snarl so deep it vibrates through the floor, Kieran jerks. Lena doesn't have the time to react or scream as Kieran's fingers tightly wrap around her throat and slam her hard against the nearest wall. Her breath leaves her in one sharp gasp. She stares into his glowing amber eyes that are wild and animalistic, with fear grasping every nerve in her body. “Don’t touch me!” He roars, his body shaking. “You are not mate!” Her eyes go wide, like they are about to pop out of her socket, her hands flying up to wrap around his wrist, but Kieran only tightens his grip. “Kieran, it’s me—Lena—” she chokes out, her face going pale.

"Listen to me. You have to play along. You can't let Dante know that you know all this. Do you understand me? If he finds out I told you, who knows what he could do to you? You have to pretend you don't remember, and I will handle the rest. I will get you out. Okay?" She nods frantically, clinging to me. "Okay, Mama, okay. I won't tell him. I promise." As I'm calming her down, whispering that it's going to be okay, the door slams open so hard it hits the wall. Dante stands there. His eyes are black with fury. He looks at me, then at Lena crying in my arms. "Cara," he says, his voice deadly quiet. "Step away from Lena. Now." I innocently step away, hands up, playing the innocent mother.