Lizard Mutt Hunger Games Novels & Stories

With a jolt, I snapped out of my reverie, realizing the urgency of the situation. Taking a brief pause to collect my thoughts, I responded, "I and Sarah were having lunch at a restaurant when a lycan suddenly attacked us. It caught us off guard, leaving us unable to flee or defend ourselves in our weaker form. That's just it." My mother interjected, her voice filled with concern, "But Rachel, we saw the video. Where did the other lycan come from? Why did it defend you?"

His parents didn't know a thing about Raze for all he knew. His parents though, weren't Lycan's, they were cat species, which is why they didn't bat an eye at Ford, with his black ear's and butterscotch slitted eye's. His canine's were subtly lengthen but noticeable nonetheless. They claimed he was of same category because of his lithe body and small figure which was attributed by his omega sub-gender.

One said. "You are a bad guy. Let my sister go!" The one with the mole on her chin said. They were so small but they were doing this "Grrrr!" With their clenched teeth, glaring up at him. Violet tried to struggle. To stay conscious and fight him. She wanted to shift to fight him off but her wolf was wounded. She wasn't healed yet from all those lashes. She needed to fight but her body was giving up on her. "Don't..." She whispered as her eyes drooped.

Lucy chimed in. After we finished checking out, we went to Applebee’s to have lunch before heading home. “So, where are you from, rog—Talia?” Lucy asked. “Ontario,” I replied. “Were you just about to call her rogue?” Jasmine asked. “Well, you are a rogue, right?” Lucy looked at me. “Why don’t you have a pack?” “I didn’t grow up in a pack,” I replied. “Where did you grow up then?” After a beat, I said, “Around humans.”

A huge fireplace glows along one wall, flames dancing behind black iron as if it might just be the entrance to hell. Leyla grabs Logan’s hand, while Lee and I follow them, listening to how Leyla lectures him on some weird facts about tarantulas, like how they can kick off microscopic hairs in your face when threatened and how females can live up to 30 years. “Want to know a secret?” he asks softly. My sister’s face lights up like a kid in a candy store, and even Lee leans in, curious. “When we were young, Jackson had a huge Goliath Birdeater as a pet. Her name was Trainer.” Odd name, I think. Lee’s brow furrows deeply.

My impression of Madison had always been too rigid—I could never have guessed someone like her would play games. And not only play them, but become my in-game partner. The revelation hit me so suddenly that my mind spun. I moved closer, trying to sign to her that I was LeoWinter. The match had already started. Irritated by my tugging at her sleeve, Madison shook my hand off. "What are you doing? Can't you see I'm gaming?" I kept signing beside her, but her impatience only deepened. Right. She couldn't understand sign language at all.

Jax muttered as he walked past. Hunter Hale fell into step beside him. “He saw everything.” “He saw nothing useful,” Jax corrected. “Lucian was here. That’s all that matters.” The farmhouse door hung crooked on one hinge, the frame splintered. A chair overturned in the hallway. The faint impression of a struggle. Ethan had fought, brave idiot, but it made no difference. Lucian was once the grand dragon for a reason. Humans were nothing to him. No one should’ve been this close to Pandora in the first place.

He stood at the edge of the room with his chest heaving and his hands shaking, and he did not come closer, could not come closer, though I did not know how I knew that, I just knew it the way you know that fire is hot and ice is cold. "You are my mate," he said, and his voice was hollow, empty, like someone had carved out his insides and left nothing but echoes. "The goddess has cursed me." I knew what a mate was because every human knew, even the children, even the ones who had never seen a Lycan in their lives.

Drew is mind linking me again, “Not her mate or the pup's father.” “Take her and the pup across the border; they don't need to see this.” Excitement runs through me as Neo’s voice enters my mind. “This one's mine” He is still pissed off about not killing Michael. The mutt is not as stupid as he looks; he shifts; his wolf is average size. I am a bit disappointed as this won't take long. I shift quickly; Neo and the mutt circle each other snarling and growling for a few minutes; I hear Neo laugh as the mutt lunges; Neo bats him away with his huge paw, causing the mutt to lose balance, and he lunges, landing on top of the mutt wrapping his jaws around his throat savoring the taste of his blood

a man said, making me realize that he must have been the one to cause some problem with her. Well my Lycia was too beautiful for her own good; leeches always got attracted towards her… “You should just listen to me and come obediently,” the Lycan growled, making me want to rip his head off. “You still haven’t learned your lesson?” She replied, raising her voice. “I am sure I am not the first woman who you have tried to take advantage of.” What? Did that bastard touch her indecently? I wanted to jump in and teach that mutt a lesson. Every fiber in my body burned with anger and it took me great strength to control myself from stepping into the fight and driving my claws through his mouth to ri