Levi Weston Novels & Stories

"That sounds like more than a cousin being nosy." "Weston has spent years convincing himself that this company was stolen from him," Julian said, quiet. "I don't think he's entirely wrong to feel wronged, if I'm honest — my father was not a generous man with his approval, and Weston spent decades trying to earn something he was never going to be given, regardless of how hard he worked for it. That doesn't make him harmless. It makes him dangerous in a specific way, because he's not motivated by greed alone. He's motivated by twenty years of being told, in a hundred small ways, that he wasn't enough."

But his smile was too measured, his gaze too steady, as though he had rehearsed this moment a thousand times. “You’re lying,” she whispered, but the air in her chest twisted. Weston tilted his head, eyes glinting with the cruel satisfaction of a predator finally delivering its secret strike. “Your mother and my father. A mistake, perhaps. A brief storm. But one that gave us… you.” ***

Travis had a reason to feel bad but Weston had no reason to continue the cold war. Weston sat thinking about what she had just told him. He realized one thing out of all this. If she wanted she could have chosen Travis who was not only handsome but a successful football player too. He played for Los Angeles FC and would soon be involved at a more professional level after gaining adequate experience. But looking back at the next to nil interaction between him and Isabella, he realized that Isabella truly loved him and there was no place in her heart for anyone else. He slowly got up and walked towards the dark kitchen, going up to her. She had not switched on the lights but that didn't matter

Alex POV She stormed out after hearing me say I wanted her to become my Luna sooner than later. She almost died.. not because we were attacked but because I sent her out to the person that wanted to kill her. No sign of Henry when we showed up either. I made Ryan search the territory for his body. He had to have skipped out before we showed up. I need to find him, I want him dead. He’s the whole reason she got mixed up in this mess. I can see the pain in her eyes every time I look at her. Since we got her back she hasn’t looked at me nor wanted to touch me. I’ve been sleeping in my office because the cold shoulder in bed kind of sucks. Creed and her have gotten closer than I like. I still do

I tell him, stepping past him when Levi opens the door to let us in. We take our seats and wait for my father to start the meeting, since Gene left to go and make preparations at East River with Zac and Cally, Levi has stepped up as second in command, so sits on my father's right side, while I'm on his left and Darius is beside me as my future Beta.

Although he wasn't born in the village, it was for his ancestors and part of his inheritance. Sandwestmorr was a village in the heart of Sechester. The people mainly dealt with farming as a profession until Scavengers began to invade them due to the natural resources the town boasted of, then they took hunting as a profession. George was part of the hunters because of his powerful physique- 6 feet tall, toned muscles, long dark hair reaching his shoulder, prominent cheekbones and strong jaws. Also, he had inborn agility and strength that never faded, even when exhausted.

Attraction was definitely not a problem. Weston had a fantastic body. He was fit, the six-pack he sported making that obvious, but he wouldn’t be described as ripped. He was toned, probably from all of the running he did. Strong arms and pecs, a toned abdomen, and a big strong . . . cock. “Holy shit!” I yelled out as I looked down, finally getting a good look at Weston’s goods. And boy were they good. “What?” he asked with a teasing smirk, fully aware of what had caught my appraising eyes’ attention.

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

I just don’t get why Leo wants a healer. “My brother has a disease,” Vogar dropped his glass on the table. “A disease that turns him into a beast, but takes a huge part of him before setting him free. Leo is dying everyday and has just two months to live if I'm right with my calculation. The only one who can save him is the Omega. But with my bracelet around her wrist, she can’t. Leo is eventually going to die. She will watch him take his last breath - the most interesting part of my plan,” Vogar said so much that I found myself fighting to comprehend.

Leo accepted the card and read the name aloud, "Aaron Westwood, CEO of Glory & Stars Company!" Upon hearing that last name, Margaret's expression darkened for a brief moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "The Westwood!" Shw thought inwardly. Nevertheless, the handsome man noticed her subtle reaction and pondered why this peculiar woman had such a strong reaction to his name. Before anyone could speak, Leo extended his tiny hand towards him. "I'm Leo, Leo Michaelson. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Westwood," he stated, sounding quite mature.