Lightning Mcqueen Human Novels & Stories

And how am I going to explain my disappearing for weeks? This whole mate thing is a mistake. Human beings and werewolves are different, after all. And I once heard them talk about how shrewd and deceitful human beings could be. Their great alpha got me with only a few sweet talks and flowers. Whatever, I’ll leave here and return where I belong. I’ll end the mistake. I know it’s gonna be very hard, but I’m not afraid of hardships. The next morning. The damn headache goes on and on. I must look so dead.

Does it? “Maybe not in wolf’s form but we can surely do it in human form with me rendering my power and strength.” Lightning responded and I gave an unconscious frown. “In human form? Oh no, not in your life.” I could feel his defiance all to my toes and another loud sigh was wrenched from my throat. “C’mon boy, a car is faster this way. Besides, if we are going to be doing all those activities you want, I will need to preserve my strength. Won’t I?” I pulled the only thing I knew might work right at the moment.

’ Ram stood upping from the driving seat and walked towards the gate of craft. Lakshman released the vacuüm, and the gate opened with the single press on its red-coloured round-shaped switch. Lakshman also followed Ram and came out from the craft for observing the conversation. A very decent personality came out from the dark smoke generated through the fuel combustion. Person existed with a calm nature, wide black eyes, muscular torso, shining forehead, and hands folded in the position of bowing down. ‘Gentleman, who are you?’ The person asked Ram very politely.

Their eyes snap back into reality and they lock eyes with me. "Your a human. Meaning you can easily get hurt and you can't take pain. You can't fight in a war made for werewolves, you wouldn't last a minute. You won't be able to help us, you can't protect yourself, less a pack. You aren't fit to be a Luna. You aren't fit to be.."

I heard a conversation between Mike and a man. "Don't you know how to drive?" The man growled in annoyance. "See what you did to my car." "But you were the one who bumped into me," unlike the strange man, Mike seemed more relaxed. "Because you lack the proper training when it comes to driving," the man objected and for a moment I thought they would fight. The man had no chance against Mike at all, he was human and Mike was...super. "I don't want any problem, you broke a light in my car and I won't hold it against you, I'm sorry about yours too, I have to go now," Mike finalized, obviously not wanting to be angered or tempted to fight.

There was no escape now. “Will you stand there forever? Move!” the old man snapped when he realized I was still frozen in shock. “I’m sorry.” I hurried after him, my legs shaking. We reached the Lycan’s car—a sleek black Jaguar, intimidating and predatory, much like its owner. The license plate bore a golden royal crest, unmistakable even at a glance. The old man slipped behind the wheel while I took the initiative to sit in the front. Sitting beside the Lycan King would be disrespectful, and he had already warned me not to act recklessly.