Lancer Deltarune Novels & Stories

She mused, eyeing her, and then her gaze flickered to Hunter. At the same time, Armando's best fighter stepped out of the portals surrounding them. There were so many of them. His whole army was there except him. "Put me down," She whispered and Hunter obliged but still held her close. "I'm excited," Lennox grinned like a psychopath and charged at them followed by Luca. A warrior tried to attack Silvia but Hunter stepped forward. Silvia noticed Rachael was chanting a spell to attack Hunter. Inhaling sharply Silvia used her magic and raised herself in the air as she attacked Rachael who dodged her attack.

My chest feels like it's been clawed open but I keep my shoulders straight. This house may be cold but this is still mine. I am still the Luna of our pack. And I will not allow Danica, Alpha Ryan, or anyone else to convince me otherwise.

Her wolf whispered to her, urging her to step forward, to embrace the fire, to hunt and end the threat that stalked them all. Her chest rose and fell sharply, her breaths coming fast. She tilted her head back, staring at the swollen moon above. And then it came—the chorus of howls. Not one, but many, rising in eerie harmony from the depths of the forest. Some were Kael’s pack, she knew. Others were wrong—darker, jagged, filled with something twisted. The war had already begun. And Evelyn stood on the line between.

Human determination versus pack loyalty. I fought alongside my warriors, using Daughter power to sever the stolen abilities from enhanced soldiers. Each one I disabled made the battle slightly less impossible. "Alpha, north side!" Marcus's voice cracked over the comm. "They're bringing in something big." I looked and felt my blood run cold. A military truck was approaching, and mounted on the back was what appeared to be a large cannon. "What the hell is that?" "Some kind of magical disruptor," Elena's voice came through. She'd arrived from Arizona with her own reinforcements. "Intel said they were developing something to break Luna's shields. Looks like they finished it."

That meant Lancer had teamed up with Killian. Also, Lancer knew I would kill anyone who even dared to look at Luna for more than a few seconds. So he had come prepared. He had brought his army with him to fight me if necessary. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought his entire pack just to celebrate the coronation ceremony of the king he despised. Right? Soon Lancer killed beta Rodrick next he defeated his other opponent. He looked at me as he killed Alpha Dylan. There was hate in them. Oh, he hated me. And the feeling was mutual.

After all he was the fourth strongest werewolf in the pack aside Father, Raegan and Damian. As a Zeta wolf, Rune was more of a strategist than a fighter so his strength was never truly known. But he was always beaten by Leon during training or barely won. Leon was a Delta warrior, the chief warrior and he’s always dominated over Rune. So Rune’s sudden strength as he held him down was what anyone would call astonishing. Flesh smacks against flesh and bone as Rune throws a punch to Leon’s face. His violet, magenta eyes glows intensely as he throws punch after punch as he growls out.

Those dark green eyes stared back at him, it seemed to have a little bit of red that tint within them, showing the turmoil of the owner behind those eyes. Lancer, bent down, once again agitated. A little bit of fur appeared on his left arm, his golden eyes flickering to her sudden manic gaze. It made him feel a chill down to his spine. But he just frowned, thinking it was a normal trait for a dominant omega to have. “Don’t let me force you to get that thought out of your head—” While Lancer kept talking, Aliana claws came out of her left hand, scratching the side of Lancer face hard, after Lancer got distracted for a moment.

The air seemed to shift as the next leader approached. A soft-spoken woman, draped in white robes, stepped forward. Her hands were calloused, yet her touch seemed to carry the weight of care. She bowed deeply before speaking. "Luna, I am Sariah Avenhart, the chief of the Deltas. These were the war deltas and not like the ones that had attended to me during the Luna's Duel. "We are the healers and caretakers of the pack, mending both the body and the spirit." Her calm voice and serene expression were a contrast to the war-ready Gammas and shadowy Thetas. The Deltas were the ones who would be at the heart of the battlefield, saving the wounded, ensuring the warriors could return to the frontli

I am smarter. I clicked on the 'receive' icon and a blonde man appeared on the screen. "Oh, I am sorry. You are not Beta Marcus." He said. I rested on the couch with my laptop on my desk. "Of course. That's because I am the Luna and I am the real dealer and not Marcus. Marcus was just a substitute then." I made him understand. "Oh, you are the Luna. I am sorry your highness." He apologized. "It's fine. I assume you didn't know."

Soleyah could not help but give Alpha Alexander a grin before she returned to her normal sitting posture. Her back vibrated as Alpha Alexander laughed. “I trained the delta-ranked werewolves for a land fight and to make it effective as a team and I trained them the warcraft that can be applied while in the waters, but I never had the capacity to do this even if I had a thousand guts. It was Luna Diana’s elf friend who gave me a slip. He let Luna Diana duplicate it with a spell before handing it to us by slapping on our foreheads. That slip contained information on how to battle through the skies.”