Lena Gets Plugged Novels & Stories

She had never had it turned on her before. "Caleb." She kept her voice very even. "I want to understand what's happening." "Nothing's happening. We'll talk when I'm back." The line clicked off. Lena sat completely still for three full seconds. Then she set the phone face-down on the sofa cushion beside her and looked across at her mother. Mrs. Hartley was still watching. Her expression had not changed but her eyes had sharpened. "The card," Lena said. Her voice came out surprisingly steady. "He froze it."

Maya said, turning to Samantha. Samantha nodded, her eyes locked on the computer screen. "I think I can hack into the system," she said. Maya nodded, her mind racing. They had to act fast, or risk losing everything. But just as Samantha started to work on the computer, Lena stepped forward, a sneer on her face. "I don't think so," Lena said, her hand reaching into her pocket. Maya's eyes widened as Lena pulled out a small device, a device that looked eerily familiar.

A long silence followed. Then a slow, calculating smile. “Good.” Lucian frowned. “Good?” The Alpha stepped closer, power radiating like a silent avalanche. “If the Luna has truly awakened, then she is more than his weakness.” His gaze darkened. “She is the key.” Back at the pack grounds, Aiden turned toward the direction of the border, fury simmering beneath controlled calm. “They’re testing us,” he said. Maya stepped beside him — not behind. “Then let them.”

Collette. “Lena,” she blurts out the second I answer, her voice urgent. “Oh my God, check the news. Now.” My stomach lurches. “What? Why? What happened?” “Just—turn it on. Right now.” The line goes dead. My hands shake as I scramble for the remote, my fingers fumbling against the buttons. The TV flickers to life, and my breath catches in my throat. There I am. On screen. Me—with Aaron King.

Valerie's POV I sat inside a moving van for the next fifteen minutes, squeezed in between a man who called Mac the bear and an older woman named Connie while the rest of the team continued their excited chatter. I tuned them out, my mind trying to come up with ways to get closer to Hailey(Luna). She had sat up front, silently working on her phone until the van stopped on one of the busiest intersections in the city.

She buried her face in a pillow, waiting for a knock that never came. A few minutes later, her phone dinged on the nightstand. Her hands shook as she picked it up. Caleb Maddox: You like what you saw, kitten? Her stomach dropped, a heavy heat pooling in her groin. She stared at the screen, her thumbs hovering over the keyboard. She couldn't reply. She shouldn't. But before she could put the phone down, a second message arrived. It was a video. Lena hesitated for three seconds, her heart in her throat, before she tapped it.

I bit back a smirk. The sounds got louder. More explicit. The woman's gasps, the man's groans, the slap of skin on skin… "Oh my God," Lena muttered, fumbling for the remote, "I didn't... forgot this scene was in here." "Don't stop it on my account," I said, unable to keep the amusement out of my voice. She shot me a look. "Caleb." "What? It's just a movie." "It's.." She finally managed to skip ahead,

“What do you mean by passionate? And why would I be bothered about Jax?” Lena wanted to say she doesn't feel wanted and desired. She wanted random touches, surprise sex, not just when she brought it up, and not just her ass because he’d been dreaming about it. But she held back. “I just wanted to make sure we’re cool.” “Sure. We cool.” Back in the bedroom, Alex bent her over the edge of the bed. Slowly, he pushed in the new lubed-up training plug. “Deep breath, baby.” Lena wasn’t really in the mood this morning, but she still gasped at the stretch, breathing through it as it filled her.

The room seems to tilt, and she has to force herself to speak slowly enough that no one can pretend they misunderstood her. “I’m Rhea Moonmere,” she says. “I’m his wife. I’m your Luna.” The silence that follows is worse than the scream. Holt looks at Darian, and Darian’s hand tightens around his blade. Elin whispers from behind them, “There is no Luna.” Rhea hears the words, but they do not fit anywhere inside her. They strike the surface of her mind and break there, useless and impossible. “That’s ridiculous,” she says. “Call Maddox.”

Elana's Point of View Elana sat in the dimly lit cottage, her mind racing with thoughts of how to get close to Mia. She knew that the only way to place the curse on Mia's unborn child was to gain her trust and get close to her. But how was she going to do that in just one night? Elana had to carry out this task. She had specific instructions on how to place the curse, but it required her to be in close proximity to Mia. Elana knew that Mia was heavily guarded, and it would be difficult to get close to her without raising suspicion.