Lachlan Gf Novels & Stories

“His name is actually Laughlan McDuff, but since he looks more like a cheerleader than a Scottish laird, I call him Buffy.” He held out his hand. “Elli is the only person allowed to call me Buffy. I’m Lachlan to everyone else.” “I’m glad to meet you,” I said, shaking his hand. I then gestured to Rina. “This is my friend, Sarina Graycort.” Rina also stood to shake their hands. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Elli, but nothing about you, Lachlan,” she said with a smile. “Jimmy here was hoping your looks would be unfortunate, but I’m glad his hopes were dashed.”

Not without me revealing why I could detect him, but he couldn’t detect me. This pack has a long history of wars with other races. That is why Lachlan holds the brutal reputation that he bears. The reason Lachlan entered this alliance with my uncle in the first place was to prevent a coming war with the Northern covens and clans over land as they sought a passageway to the southern sea. Lachlan needed the alliance to give him time to rebuild and strengthen his army.

Lorin had been Lachlan's right hand man, he had seemed too devoted to him and their cause. Even though Lachlan had been evil, a part of me sank at the news of his death. Despite his ambitions and evil intentions, he had been kind to me. Alden reached out, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. This simple gesture snapped me out of my thoughts.

“I was worried they had found you.” I notice Lachlan watching us, an uncertain look upon his face. “Lachlan, this is my grandson, your cousin, Adam, inside is his mate Sofia and their little pup Alfie. Now all introductions ar complete, shall we get on our way?” I said quickly, desperate to get out of here now we have arrived. Lachlan smiles. “Hey” he greets Adam. “Yes, let’s get this little one to where we can help him.”

Lachlan’s mother was Rylan’s (Sydney’s mate) aunt. Arriving at the training ground, the trainees quickly lined up. With that disciplinary act, Denise smiled. Admired how Lachlan trained these kids, they’re most likely a joint class for eight to ten years old. “Trainer Lachlan told me you still didn’t adept shifting into your wolves, is that right?” she asked them in an authoritative voice. “Yes, Miss,” they replied in chorus. All heads up and hands on the back, they really looked like a battalion of warriors in those white training suits.

“I genuinely I'm curious as to why I need to trust anyone within this pack with her safety to begin with. He met my gaze unflinchingly, his voice low and harsh. “The fact that she’s my daughter, whether or not you like it. Now go back inside and remember your limits. The woman standing in front of you is my Luna, the pack’s Luna. You are here as a guest. You do not get to cross your limit.” My chest tightened painfully. I felt Claire’s smug satisfaction radiating off her, but it barely registered through the cold burn of Liam’s words.

I settled into the rhythm easily, knife moving through carrots and potatoes while conversation flowed around me. "Did you hear Lachlan said a full sentence yesterday?" Lena offered without looking up from her measurements. "Rhiannon was telling me this morning." "What'd he say?" Safi asked. "'Want more cake.'" Lena laughed. "Prioritizing the important things already." We all laughed. Lachlan was the pack's favorite—impossible not to love with those storm-grey eyes and that stubborn streak inherited from both parents. "He's going to be a handful when he's older," Maris predicted. "Can you imagine him as a teenager? Kael's going to lose his mind."

“What plan? You didn’t tell me.” And for the first time I realised that he wasn’t no friend of my little brother. Kayne was playing his own game. I met Lachlan’s green eyes and I saw he understood it too. So I sat there, soaking up all the information I could get. It could come to be handy anytime in the future. Mila

He explained to his father. "Archaic to your ear, huh?" The old man repeated part of his words and laughed, Amelia, Draco and Elmo also snickered. "What's funny, huh?" He faced the three that just laughed. "Don't tell me you've not moved on yet, Lachlan. It's already six years. She's not coming back." Draco said. "She will." Lachlan said Adamantly. "She's not," Elmo said. "I said she will!" Lachlan Williams slammed the table angrily and the spoon before him flew away. All the plates on the table shook and some grains of foods poured away.

MIRA FIVE YEARS LATER "...and in other news, business man and CEO of LACHLAN GROUP OF COMPANIES, Mason Lachlan, has expressed his wish to buy the New York's diamond mine facilities and convert it into a private helipad lounge…" "Shut that thing off, Vanessa." "No, no, no! This is the best part. The news man is about to roll a picture of Mason Lachlan." I shake my head. "And?" She shoots me a dirty look over her shoulder.