Katarina X Garen Novels & Stories

Let Karen, who was also a hybrid, do the same. As the sun moved across the sky, Xavier noticed the dwindling number of she-wolves as the time to claim his future mate approached. There were only three left, and who knew? Karenina, the hybrid, was one of them. The girl wasn't fighting at the moment, but the two remaining she-wolves were, and Xavier thought it was possible that the winner of the two fights between the two she-wolves would be his mate. But it turned out that he was wrong.

Katrina reaches Ragnar, and he takes her hand before placing a soft kiss on her lips. "She is Katrina Grimlore of Shadowfang, my wife," Ragnar introduces her as Katrina takes off her sunglasses, and now her face is fully recognizable to everyone. A glass falls to the floor and shatters, but that is irrelevant compared to what's happening around. Everyone looks pale, as if they're seeing a ghost. Katrina looks at each of them with a self-satisfied smile, one that's like an atomic bomb in their heads, especially in Jarl's and Lizzie's heads.

His aura was so strong that it made me feel uncomfortable and caused me to take a step back. "Touch my woman in any way and I swear on whatever you believe in that I'll rip your head off," the man warned strongly with an accent, shocking me and everyone who had stayed behind. "My woman?" Larson asked, then shifted his gaze to Roxanne who was standing behind the man, peeking. She moved and stood by the man's side, linking her hand to his. "Family, meet my mate, Garren. He is a hybrid born from a vampire and a white Lycan," she introduced as everyone looked at them in silence.

“I cannot believe that you're mentioning this mistress in front of me.” “She is not wrong. You might be able to have your own concubine, someone that you can enjoy if you do not want to be with the alpha. I'm pretty sure that he's going to understand as long as you do not end up carrying the child of that concubine.” Caroline said, and I rolled my eyes, choosing not to answer because my mind was not on them. It was on Xavier who was walking towards me, calm and controlled, but I could see the tension in his shoulders, his tight jaw and his eyes, which were darker than they were before.

“We have many female warriors in the pack. Are you comfortable training with Cyra?" Because I wasn't sure how much Katarina knew about Cyra and Greyson's past, I didn't want to come across as having a personal grudge against Cyra, so I kept my tone neutral. I didn't want her to get suspicious and start digging into wounds my brother might not have been ready to expose. I added, casually, “Cyra is our best warrior. And sometimes when someone is that good at something, patience isn’t exactly their strongest trait.” Katarina’s lips curved into a small smile. “I was… traumatized after what happened,” she admitted, letting out a soft laugh that didn’t quite reach her eyes. Then she surprised me.

The song ends after what feels like an eternity and my body is still buzzing from wanting something it knows it can’t have. We cut the wedding cake and Xander and I feed each other, the gesture so intimate as if we’ve known each other for ages. Then the master of ceremonies announces that all the single ladies should make their way to the front. It’s time to catch the bouquet. I turn with my back to the crowd and give my best throw before turning back around to see the young women push each other before one catches the bouquet. I can’t help but laugh until the master of ceremonies announces “Guys, now its your turn" and my eyes widen as a chair is placed in front of me and my groom grins at

Gabe adds. “First off there are seven of the girls. Three you have already met. Kylynn, Tianya, and Everly. Then there is my sister Vienna, Alayna, Jenna and Zya. Zya is married to Drew and her, Alayna, and Jenna are Kylynn and Tianya’s back up dancers. Drew is the other guitarist for the girls while Vienna is their drummer. Vienna, Zya, Gabe, and I are related to those two.” Dalton says. That surprised me. I can see their family resemblance with Dalton and Gabe, but Vienna and they look nothing alike. I haven’t seen Zya. I don’t know if she looks like them or not.

The line went silent as I took off the pants and put them back on the poor girl, who I was praying stayed unconscious. "Daniel," I said, trying to gain his attention. "Promise me that Cain will stay away." "I can't do that." "They're killing all of the purebloods," I told him. "They're trying to commit mass genocide. Why would you want to be near that?" "Who is they?" He asked. "My brother and Hans Weber." "Wait, the Hans Weber? The doctor we were looking for?" "Yes," I said. "Zak and my grandfather are in on his plots to kill off all of the Lycanthropes, that's why I'm not trying to escape. If I run, I'll only lead them back to Cain."

Catherine regretted attending her father’s class. “Even the sit-in students must participate.” He added and she wanted to cut this class. There were more women in this class than men and Catherine wanted to choose Lyra but that would just complicate things for Lyra so she scanned the whole room. “Want to be partnered up with me?” Brittany asked and her eyes were filled with hope. She was the last person that Catherine wanted to be partnered up with. “Shouldn’t you be partnered with a guy?” Catherine asked with a monotone voice.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.