Killian Jones From Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

I swear if he fucking did, I’ll kill him. SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. “He really didn’t, I’m not—” I was saying, but stopped as he tilted my chin up. My breath hitched as his thumb brushed the side of my face, tracing the faint mark Killian’s hand had left on my jaw. His eyes burned when he saw it, and I knew there was nothing I could say or do to stop him. Killian was a dead guy walking. “Sloane,” he said, my name coming through his lips like he was holding onto the edge of something. I caught the way his jaw clenched as his eyes darkened, and I gulped. “You don’t lie to me. Not about something like this.”

He even shamelessly tried to peek more until Peony had to push him away. "Back off, you two. Don't you have anything better to do than show up on someone's doorstep?" Peony yelled again, more fiercely this time. "I always have free time," Killian joked, "for pretty girls." "Yeah, you are a jobless bastard." Killian slapped my shoulder and laughed. "Man, no wonder you brought her back. She's no longer a sweet, lovely princess, but a fucking tigress!"

He moved from his car and walked toward them. I followed him quietly. "Freya, you didn't tell me you are bringing Alpha home. We would have made arrangements for him!" Killian Jones said. I didn't speak, only stopped beside Alpha Aleric. He looked at my father. "Mr. Jones." Killian extended his hand toward him. "Alpha, nice to see you again!" Aleric glanced at his hand. Then he shook hands with him. I shifted my gaze to Alpha Aleric. The night of the coronation party came to my mind.

Killian 's usual unwavering dedication to his work seemed momentarily overshadowed. Killian had always been meticulous, striving for perfection in everything he did. He preferred solitude, ensuring that no one could disrupt his focus, not even Ginni , whom he cherished deeply. Unexpectedly, Killian broke the silence by abruptly asking about her well-being. This question caught Black off guard, causing him to divert his gaze from his troubled friend, only to find Killian now staring intently at him.

" I just didn't think he was the type to help." "Well, Clearly, you do not know me." Oh no, this is weird. If looks could kill, Killian might have Killed Damon. They must have some sort of history. "I don't think we have officially met." " Alpha Damon Nash, of the Crescent Moon pack." "Alpha Killian Jones of the death moon pack. You've met my mate, Luna Lucy Bennet." "No, Im not Luna yet babe. I am still working on my training and then school." "You are Luna, even if you haven't had your Luna ceremony yet."

He swore revenge on Fredrick and would one day make himself alpha if he had to. Killian grew up in the Green Marsh pack. A good size pack of country wolves with acres of farmland. He worked the land and got along with everyone in the pack. He was raised by an alpha and it started to show. When Killian turned twelve, he was trained as a soldier. With his build, anger, and determination, Alpha Jones thought it best and Killian used it as an outlet for his aggression. For a time, it worked until no one was an equal match for him. Alpha Jones just hoped that he hadn’t made a mistake in training him as such.

The girl I never met before stepped forward and extended her hand. "I'm Sabrina. Welcome back, it's great to finally meet you Luna." She grinned at me, her brown eyes twinkling. I smiled at Sabrina, "It's great to finally be back." I chuckled. My eyes scanned the room for the face I had been longing to see. When I noticed Killian wasn't here, I frowned. "He's on his way, Claire. There was a lead on Damien and he wanted to chase it down himself." Kira gave me a reassuring smile.

“I must confess, Mene—though I say this not because you have so blatantly threatened me—that I have truly been doing some thinking, and I realise that perhaps, I have been too harsh in my judgement of the Silvercrests—” “THEN FUCKING TURN OFF THAT LIGHT AND LEAVE MY MATE AND I ALONE SO I CAN FUCKING MOURN HER IN PEACE!” Killian cut off with an explosive outburst, having had enough of the seemingly fruitless banter. He had seen the Moon Goddess appear, and he had suddenly felt hope, but that hope was quickly dying by the minute.

According to Jenny, they grew up together, and Killian saw her as nothing other than a sister. "Killian I am sorry that she kept it a secret from you. I am sure she had her reasons." To my utmost surprise, Killian broke down completely. He lowered to the floor and sobbed audibly in my presence. "Not Jenny. Not her," he sobbed. I knew Jennifer and Killian shared a special bond, but I never knew Killian loved Jenny this deeply to toss his masculinity and title aside and weep before me, an Omega like a child. Without wasting any more time, I went over to his side and sat on the floor beside him. At that moment, I did not see a Cabello, a grumpy man, or an Alpha of a prominent pack; I saw a boy

"That's who your pack needs you to be." Killian looked down at her, and through the whiskey fog, he saw it. Saw the longing in her eyes. The way she was looking at him was like he was everything. But he was drunk and grieving and so desperately lonely he couldn't think straight. Before he could even lift his hand dismissively, Onika kissed him. Killian froze for half a second—his brain screaming that this was wrong, that this wasn't Annie— But then memory kicked in. Because he'd kissed Onika before, made love to her before he met Annie.