Keke Lou Novels & Stories

Whatever theatrics and schemes Leo has up his sleeves is not going to get to her. Leo hates, somewhere around the middle of the camp. “Hey everyone, we have a very special guest in our midst today, the Luna of the blood oak pack.” The moment he says that, the men’s interest suddenly pique and they all come closer for a look. Some leer at her, some smile maniacally and others just keep their face grim.

Asking to hold Lora which gives me anxiety. It shouldn't, we trust him but I haven't allowed anyone but Theo, Khai and me to hold her since we got back. I just don't want to lose her. But Khai has no problems handing her off so I watch my heart love from my mate to our friend. Leo looks down to Lora with a smile, cooing at her with an intensity I haven't seen from him before. And I'm that moment a vision filters itself through my brain. Leo's holding another child. A little newborn dressed in blue as he coo's much the same down to the child.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

Leo whispered into his collar-mic, his voice a distorted, metallic count. He looked at his hands, watching the gold skin solidify as he fused the metal shut. “Mommy… I’m getting heavy.” The pipe sealed as the gold from his skin fused the metal. The geyser died. The violet slush drained into the floor grates. Leo stood in the center of the kneeling, weeping crowd, his arms now two solid, unbending pillars of gold-basalt. He turned his head slowly, locking his gold-sapphire eyes onto the security camera.

It had a big throne chair in the center of the room. Warriors stood at different corners of the spacious room. Each was dressed in a helmet and bronze armor with swords slung around their waists just like the warriors who had captured her. At least she was safe now. Alpha Hrolf would definitely save her from all this. She would no longer have to abscond. She let out a sigh reliving how this had happened. When the rogues led by Zeeb Lyall invaded her pack, he killed her mother, who was the Luna leaving her alone with her maid. Then he had made a pronouncement that she would be his Luna.

"I'm sorry. I can still talk my father out of this, Louise. Please. Just hear me out, hmm? Listen to me, okay? I love you. It's you that I want to marry. It's you that I want to mark. You are my Luna—" "STOP!" Louise shouted. Tears started falling from her eyes. She knew this would happen the moment she saw those dreamy eyes. Those eyes that used to be her light. She knew. She knew that was why Louise drowned herself in darkness. She tried drowning herself to forget him, but he was stubbornly saving her again. Again. Just like that time. "You found your Luna, Dia," Louise wipes her tears and steps back when Dia tries to reach her. "Stop trying to get me back. Stop trying to make me the bad p

Tiana stood up while Aishat placed it on the table. "Aishat spending," I hyped her, making Tiana laugh and Aishat roll her eyes playfully. "Yes, we are still going out jare. I was just craving, and Lekan sent me money," she said, referring to her boyfriend she barely talks about. We were planning to go to this new lounge that just launched not too far from here. "Here," Aishat gave me a cup with a spoon, "Thank you," I thanked with a smile.

He had created the lot using only his code and his wits. "And now I will destroy them all," he laughed to himself. "All but Miaka." He took flight, not careing that he was leaving an earthquake in his wake. He had no care for his creations - good or bad. All he cared about at this moment in time was getting to Miaka. Maing sure she was still on track - following his grand design. He knew he was GOD. He was the god of this world he cared so little about. It was a game to him. All a game. And he would be the winner. The LOSS - Or last one still standing. It was all he cared about and all he ever would care about.

I don’t want to get in her way. She nods biting her lip. “Perhaps you can wake me up when back?” She says snaking her hands into my back jean’s pockets. She laughs as Jeremy makes the same noise she did earlier. After a quick change and me borrowing one of Jeremy’s shirts we get Leo to drop us off into town. Jeremy calls Louis to get their location and we enter the bar “Moonlight” to find them. Owned by one of our Alpha friends from a neighbouring pack we find Louis and company sitting in the VIP section with a dozen bottles of Prosecco.