Lana And Rusev Novels & Stories

Murmurs of agreement fill the hall. “Silence! Liana, is Genevieve your accomplice? Did you both plan the murder of the alpha?” Ramsey asks, pinning her with a hard stare. Liana stares wide eyed at Ramsey then her gaze slowly shifts to me and I know the next words that will come out of her lips. She’s being controlled by Ramsey, just like he’s controlling the crowd. “Yes.” She says simply. “Stop lying, Liana! Tell the truth for once in your life!” Asher shouts at her, struggling against the hold of the guard wolfs but they hold him down. But it’s too late for any intervention, not when that smug look is back on Ramsey’s face.

Alpha Yon didn’t lie to me about how to use the pink candle. “Answer my question honestly. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. I won’t tell Alpha Andrew.” I tried to reassure him. My jaw tightened while I was waiting for him to speak. It took a long time for him to make his voice come out. Doubt and sadness were in his eyes. “I never dated the late Luna Auretta.” Warrior Johan shook his head with tears in his eyes. “I regret lying. The late Luna Auretta was a very good person. I want to apologize to her, but I can’t.” Warrior Johan shook his head and took a deep breath.

Alpha Lucifer hissed in pain as she punched into his stomach. “But she is not here.” Luna Hailley glared at him hard and then sniffed harder while moving her gaze in my direction. “I still refuse to believe that Lisa can do something like this.” I snapped my head in their direction, narrowing my eyes, forgetting the pain in my chest.

****Lana's POV**** I stood there in the middle of it all, as the world spinned around me in circles. Mr Lance's short fingers pointing at me accusingly in the boardroom while he clutched his bandaged head with one hand. "This girl, she's a psycho, she broke my head with a vase and even slapped me!" I smirked, wishing I could have done more. Mr Lance caught the smirk and ran wild. "You see. You see that smirk? She did this on purpose, she's crazy!"

Years ago, a seer had told him a Luna would rise from his household—and that prophecy had made his confidence untouchable. The castle’s center suddenly brightened. I looked up just in time to see the full moon reveal itself overhead. I turned away, refusing to hope. I’d never expected to have a mate—if I ever bonded to anyone, I was sure he’d reject me… or hate me until it killed me. Then a wave of joyful gasps swept through the arena. I looked back and saw Alpha Damon standing beneath a beam of moonlight, as if the moon itself had chosen him. And then—light flared around me.

Carmen said happily. “Poor Carmen, who would tell her? He's basically burning his life essence to kill Lana.” I sighed. Was Lana really that strong? “Humph.” Lana snorted. Her face finally turned serious. The clash happened again, this time, two claws collided and sparks flew everywhere. The two wolves were sent back the exact same distance. No winner, no loser. Their strengths were equal. The smug smile on Lana's face finally vanished. A contorted expression on her face. “Why did you do this? We could have ruled the world together.”

Chief Lisun carefully laid Rara back on the bench, his expression one of grim determination. He and Blade locked eyes, their rivalry palpable, before they charged at each other, beginning their fierce duel. Unbeknownst to Chief Lisun, Lash had crept up behind him and now stood beside the bench. A malevolent grin stretched across Lash’s face as he seized Rara and tossed her roughly to the ground. The jarring motion disrupted Rara’s consciousness. “Damn it! My body is in danger!” Rara shouted, scrambling to her feet and cursing vehemently.

“Why are they there instead of checking the area for the Tribute Ceremony, Luna?” Luna Riza leaned and whispered, although it was pointless since werewolves got a sensitive hearing. “My husband mind-linked me just now. He talked about blowing some steam.” She shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on inside the mind of the alpha who singlehandedly defeated the northern rogues.”

Jericho said as I walk beside him making Lana turn and look at us. “Be careful what you wish for,” I said to Jericho chuckling. As Lana reached the makeshift arena she turned and look toward us. “What’s your name,” she asks the guy that had been disrespecting her earlier. “Jason,” he replied. “I’m sorry Jason, I think we need to reschedule our match,” Lana said apologizing to the prick “Why is that Luna?” He asked in confusion. “Because there is someone I want to fight against with,” Lana said with a mischievous smile.