Lachlan Gf Novels & Stories

Can we hold that against him? Seren sure didn’t seem to. And if she could forgive then surely everyone else should. I could see the pain in Lachlan’s eyes when we were with him and I did not like it. That pain was near to the pain that had been there when he lost his father. And, something that bothered me more, the moment I walked into the cabin I could not sense his wolf. Lachlan's wolf was a Beta wolf. A strong and dominant wolf, only second to my wolf when within pack. Not to be able to sense him was a terrifying thing. If his wolf was gone, then the damage could be irreversible. I may even need to consider a new Beta…

"The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held." "The contract renewal will go as planned even without the Queen Luna's presence." Quinn narrowed his eyes as though warning me to back off. "That's just another way of discriminating me from all this, my lord." I know he'll bite back from this. "Leaxandra, darling, you are Lumina's Luna. No form of discrimination shall be thrown your way." He came closer to cup my chin up and force me to look him straight in the eye. "But your inclusion from this trip is a risk I cannot take."

My eyes narrowed, and I wondered if any part of her was still loyal, to the Lachlan “Mr. Lachlan and his wife lost their son that summer. Leonard. He was nineteen, the youngest of their children.” Clara paused, then forged on. “Leonard had taken several friends to one of his parents’ vacation homes. There was a fire. Leonard and three other young people perished.” I tried to wrap my mind around what she was saying: George Lachlan had written his daughters out of his will after the death of his son. He was never the same after

“Who is Mary and what do you even know about wolf mates?” “Sir Ronan's wife.” Lachie said. “I will play the same game with her once I set my eyes on her.” “Don't ever say that again, Lachlan!” I breathed with anger. “If you ever try it in my house…” “Okay, mom.” Lachie replied, innocently willing to show remorse. “I won't do it any time…” “It's not for you kids!” I exclaimed, my eyes fixed on his face. “I wonder how you knew that anyways.”

"Hidden. Marked with magic that only I can follow. But Christopher has Mike, and Mike knows the area. It won't take long for them to find what I buried." "Then we'd better move fast." He turned to his warriors. "Defensive formation. We're escorting Racheal to recover evidence that will expose a conspiracy. Anyone who interferes, Ghost Wolf Society or otherwise, is to be subdued and captured. Lethal force authorized if necessary." His warriors moved immediately, forming a protective circle around me. Christopher emerged from the forest with his hunters spread behind him. His face was calm, but I saw the calculations in his eyes. He'd expected to face one exhausted Ghost Wolf. Instead, he face

she said, and I groaned, rolling my eyes. “What does Lachlan want?” I asked in annoyance. “It’s Christopher Mallory, sir,” she said instead, and I widened my eyes in shock. What the hell does that lunatic want? I had always been sceptical about that guy. Lachlan was open. I hated him because I could detect who he was easily. But Christopher was different. He was sinister but in an unusual way. He was the perfect example of one who could smile with you and stab you behind and would have you defending him, even in that dying moment.

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.

The next message is from an unknown number. Unknown number: Hey Lena. Hope you don’t mind me tagging along for lunch. If it’s too much I totally understand. As much as I don’t want to revisit my past, Lachlan holds a special place in my heart. He was the one person that believed that I didn't cheat on Killian, and he was like a big brother to me and plus he's the father of my godson. I let him know I’m looking forward to catching up, moving onto my next message.

He said, gesturing to the house Luca was standing outside of. "Any idea where Max Megestanis is?" Leo called back. I'd been introduced to the Megestanis of all the factions so far. I presumed that Max was the leader of the biggest and final faction of the pack: Triton. "Right here," Luca said, pointing to another man who had just walked out the house. 'Max' didn't have the usual honey brown or golden hair and blue eyes of the Stella people and instead, his eyes and hair were the same dark brown, almost black. For a moment, I saw Connor in him.

My men are covering me. "Woo wee! Here I was tracking down my pet storm when found me C.H.A.O.S.!" a masculine voice shouts. His accent sounds very similar to Etienne and Callum, who are both from Louisiana. "When did you get in town, Grothman?!" Lachlan shouts. "Been here awhile, me?! You a cockroach or something there, pretty Lockie boy?" The voice echoes back. Lachlan laughs, one I'd never heard from him before. It's cynical and caustic. "Something like that," he replies, moving away from the door, around to the hood, while Weston moves toward the rear.