Lance X Walter Novels & Stories

Bryant rolled his eyes. “You’re not in uniform, so I don’t have to listen to you,” Alex huffed. “And she’s my best friend. Not letting some random guy go after her,” he added. “Luna, you remember me? I’m David Bryant. And that…” David greeted, pointing past me to the honey-eyed wolf. “Is Mikali Hamilton. Alpha sent us to protect you and your family. He didn’t mention a brother, though,” David explained, giving Alex the side-eye.

And then, there is no more time for prayers. Marius is waiting. He’s like a dark specter in the swaying grass and he’s flanked by ten of his men. The moonlight paints his skin a sickly white, and reflects off the threads of grey in his dark hair, which is tied at the nape of his neck. A man on one side of him is holding a box. On his other side is a large man with scars all over his face and neck. Behind him, there is an army that vastly outnumbers the Northlands Wolves, their silver star sigils glinting in the ghostly light.

Beta Lockhart said. “Greetings Alpha Rich, Beta Lockhart. This is Alpha Shane of the Dark Moon pack and I am his Beta, Mave,” she said. “It’s lovely to meet you,” Beta Lockhart said. “It’s a pleasure to be here,” Mave said. “Please follow our Delta, Delta Welch inside. He will escort you into the packhouse and down to the war room,” Beta Lockhart said. “My Warriors will stay outside and I will only take my Beta and my Gamma,” I said.

She looks up defiantly at the person sitting in the centre at a big chair, and my fists clench seeing him. Ray The Beta/ Second in command of the hunter clan. He is famous for sleeping around with women for the fun of it, and his hatred towards female wolves, knows no boundaries at it. Thora refuses to lower her eyes, meeting his angry stare and I curse. What is this girl doing! Does she have a death wish! I try to send another mindlink to again find it blocked. Damn Thora! The man is not to be messed with! He can hurt you. "Come here"

Rosalyn spoke in such a calm tone, repeating her words, balancing herself despite the shaking ground. Elias stepped in front of me instinctively. Xavier’s wolf exploded forward, gold bleeding into his irises, dominance slamming into the floor so violently even Elias staggered. “Valerie,” he gritted out, voice low, feral, lethal. “Behind me. Now.” But I couldn’t move. Because her power, Lisa’s power, rolled through me like ice water and wildfire intertwined, crawling up my spine, into my lungs, into the marrow of my bones.

He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges. “Which ADA got the case?” “It’s looking like it’s going to fall with Evelyn Ward.”

he replied, his confidence seeming to grow. “Oh,” I scoffed. “That.” I swiveled my chair back toward the TV, picking up the remote. “You actually called me in the middle of watching it.” “Alpha Edward,” he breathed, his voice sounding tensed. “Some Alphas aren’t happy about this.” I frowned. “Why?” “Mr. Walter is a man of high rank,” He explained. “His father was Beta to a powerful Alpha before his death, and Walter himself is a respected deputy minister. Some believe the way your Luna handled him was… disrespectful and not necessary.”

Gene's joke left Walter pursing his lips. Staring at the streaks of white hair above Gene's sideburns, he threw up his hands. "Surely you're joking, Mr. Pearce? We've yet to repay your grace for establishing ourselves in Riverton." "Oh, it's really nothing." Gene smiled, waving him off as he sat down beside Walter. "So, how is Vicky doing? Has she recovered?" "Yes, she has." Walter quickly nodded. Gene nodded and sighed in admiration. "Well, Mr. Lawrence really excels in both martial arts and medicine—there's no malady he can't cure. The man even snatched my dying self away from the reaper's grasp."

we have assigned ten soldiers to be the captain of each platoon. "Well, it is unfortunate that I still haven't found her though," Walter stated and shrugged his shoulders. We both chuckled. Walter is one of the private first classes that I became close to. He never underestimated me even though I am just a woman who had been allowed to join in the military. I was still a private before until I pushed myself to rank up. "Have you been to the coronation of the Alpha King?" After a moment of silence, he asked as he finished his meal.

I had never seen any tattoos on Lance's hands until now. "This stupid goddamned vessel is trying to fight back," He said. "Who are you?" I asked. "If you are not Lance, what have you done to him?" "Hey girl, thought you wish for who has been sending you those pretty cute envelopes to surface? Oh, I need to give you credit for still standing before me when you should be on your heel," He chuckled. His voice had turned darker. He didn't sound like Lance. "I am Lance. Lance Turner, captain of the swim team and the golden boy in Mystic Academy, well after Vesper," He snarled.