Logan: A Warriors Mc Romance Novels & Stories

Glossary: Immo = yes - Pater = father - Maior = elder/member of the high council - arbitrums = like a bounty hunter for rouge Lycan Viper had tracked Kenzie's bracelet to another small tholus. Upon entering he found his den brother Mathis on the floor being attacked by something he was more than sure belonged to his mate. She was laughing as his other den brothers chuckled in amusement. He didn't know what had happened, nor was he inclined to want to find out.

he said as August looked at me coldly for a second, then laughed softly. "I see, no one can win against the mate bond, is it?" he asked, then extended his hand towards him. "I'm called August, and I serve directly under Whitney and Leomord," he said as Logan hesitated but shook his hand. "I'm Logan, Ian's lead warrior," he answered, then dropped his hand. "Now that we have introduced ourselves, let's go downstairs where the others are so we can discuss a few things," he said as Logan looked at the man who was at the door with his back towards us.

I also kicked the back of his knee, making him kneel on the ground. Until he raised his other hand for a surrender, I didn't give him a chance. That was when... "Job well done!" The metal gate swung open, and Alaric and Nomiko came into view, smiling and clapping. "I think you are ready!" "You know, and you didn't help?!" I asked, annoyed. "Logan, they were just five warriors. They are the moon goddess's bodyguards anyway. See that?! You are really a VIP!" He smirked instead.

I watched as the Jokester's face began to pale, realizing he had an audience. “I suggest you give me a reason why I shouldn't banish you from our pack after I beat your preverted ass, Logan!” “Alpha Luca, Luna Victoria.” The Jokster tilted his head in submission. “I was just kidding around.” “Of course you were. Just like when the three warriors behind you will be just kidding around when they teach you a lesson in manners, bitch!” Alpha Luca’s voice dropped low, and when I looked, sure enough, three of the rogue warriors appeared. None of them looked pleased.

He opens the door and Adrianna lunges at him while giggling and talking a million miles an hour about her souvenirs that her Aunt Lisa had gotten her. We head inside where Shane pulls me into him and walk straight over to where Austin and Candice are standing with an older couple. The man has a cut on, like the rest of the Warriors, but this one looks different. It's worn, a few holes in it, and on the bottom of the Nightmare Warriors lettering, it says Chesapeake Chapter. "Shane?" "Hmm?" He answers stopping with Adrianna still flung to his chest. She somehow managed to grab hold of one of the mini sandwiches from the platters of food.

They say before you start a war You better know what you’re fighting for Well baby, you are all that I adore If love is what you need, a soldier I will be Without my permission, a ridiculously helpless smile curves my lips as I listen to the words. I’m an angel with a shotgun Fighting til’ the wars won I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe Don’t you know you’re everything I have? And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight Logan taps on my shoulder. I slowly remove the pod. “You think he’s going to show?” he asks. I glance over. He’s messing with the strap of his helmet, fingers restless, eyes swallowed in shadow. The moonlight cuts

my voice speaks slowly across the room. My words ring out with crystal clarity under the torches, and my calm, unbothered tone only serves to make my presence look vastly more intimidating to his warriors. Logan rubs the thick parchment between his thumb and forefinger as his brain considers his limited political options. Then his skull lifts up, his dark eyes meeting my steady gaze across the table. "Your explicit requirements are well within total reason. All right, let our systems proceed with this mate bond decree."

Kaida’s POV The battlefield was a chaotic storm of snarls, growls, and the clash of blades. Crescent Moon warriors fought with ferocity, meeting Logan’s forces head-on at the eastern border. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the cries of wolves locked in combat. Atlas’s voice carried over the noise as he commanded the warriors, his presence a pillar of strength. But despite our efforts, Logan’s forces pressed hard, their numbers relentless. “We’re holding,” Axel shouted, cutting through a rogue with a swift strike. “But not for long!”

He swept a slow, deliberate look over them. “Prepare yourselves. We will go back home and we will take back what is ours. All I need is your loyalty. Fight by my side and I'll give you back all that you've lost. We will do it together. For ourselves. For our mates and for our pups.” The warriors gathered around him cheering, clasping each other's backs. Laura and her mum walked up to me. “I see he's marked you,” Clarissa said. “Lemme see,” Laura squealed, pulling my neck close.

I said as I watched Lissa stretching. “You should start the match,” Logan suggested. “Really?” I asked in surprise. “They're your warriors as much as mine. Play the part. You wouldn’t even need me to tell you. You would have done it yourself.,” Logan replied. I stood up and wiped my hands on my legs to calm my nerves. The crowd went silent, waiting for me to speak. For a heartbeat, my mouth went dry and my mind blanked. I felt Logan’s reassurance through the mate bond and relaxed.