Logan Echolls Veronica Mars 소설 & 이야기

"And Rowan is a traitor who attacked my mate and my newborn child. He is stripped of his title, his rank, and his place in this pack." A murmur went through the crowd. "And who is she?" Vance asked, pointing a trembling finger at me. "She is a human-born rogue who brought chaos to our doors." Zephyr took a sharp step forward, his eyes flashing brilliant gold for a fraction of a second. The temperature around us seemed to drop instantly. "She is Veronica. She fought by my side. She bled for this pack, shifted when her life was on the line, and she bore the next heir of the Silver Moon pack. She is your Luna."

He sidestepped the attack with surprising agility, a smirk playing on his lips. "You talk too much, Greyson," Viktor snarled. "Perhaps you're right," Greyson conceded, his tone shifting. "Less talking, then?" A chilling grin stretched across his face. "Come out, boys," he bellowed. "It's time to play." My blood ran cold. From the shadows around the room, hulking figures emerged. Thirty pairs of eyes, glowing an unnatural red, locked onto us. They were Lycans, their primal power radiating off them in suffocating waves.

All that exists is this connection, this pull that I can't explain or resist. Nyx lets out a victorious howl, and for once, I don't try to stop her. In this moment, with Jaxon staring at me and that smell consuming my senses, only one word comes into my head. And before I know it, it slips out on a breathless whisper: “Mate.”

Their glares were too long enough that their irises needed to rest. "You are on a name basis now? You are this close to each other, huh?" Logan sarcastically spouted. His voice had reached even the farthest seat where some of the Blood Moon Pack members were quietly eating. Now everyone's attention was fixed on us. "We have discovered that we have a chemistry at work!" Seriously, Adam. Were you digging your own grave now? "Right, Lily?" He even gave me his cutest smile and a wink. I almost choked on the food I was chewing.

Marigold blushes as she shakes his hand. “Marigold Correl, daughter of the previous Beta of Evergreen. And … no, I’m yet to be Luna.” Her statement raises a question in my head. I look at Logan, whose gaze is apparently still burning into my face. He puts an arm around her waist and pulls her close. These two definitely deserve each other. “I must say, it’s rather bold of you to show your face here again,” he says coldly. My dad tries to interfere. “Alpha—”

Apollo says. “Venus,” Colton is smiling, I can hear him. “She’s back. This way.” Mercury- Venus is close. The lights turn on and we are surrounded by wolves. “Shift,” Mia screams. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mercury’s POV “Oh good, more trophies!” I see Reynolds sneer. “Not today,” A Lycan I don’t know picks Reynolds up from behind. “Apollo,” Stacey whispers. “Kill them all,” Reynolds orders his rogues as he tried to get to the Lycan I assume is named Apollo.

The decision rolled through the pack like a released storm—relief, hope, cautious acceptance. But beyond the walls of the pack house, something darker was already moving. By dusk, the commons buzzed with a strange mix of peace and vigilance. Haley walked slowly with the twins, Hazel chattering about the moon carvings while Ryder clutched her hand tightly. Adam followed a careful distance behind—close enough to protect, far enough to give her space. Marcus caught Adam’s eye and gave a subtle shake of his head. “Veronica,” Marcus murmured when Adam joined him. “Sightings near the southern border. She’s not alone. Someone’s helping her.”

His eyes lock on the forest, and he is tense enough that I start scanning the trees too. That is when we spot Logan, creeping around the lake’s edge, obviously trying to be stealthy. Atlas rouses in my head, instantly on alert. “What the hell is he doing?” I mutter under my breath. Then I see a brown-haired girl sneaking in behind him. It looks like the Delta female from Yellowstone. Logan smirks, and Lincoln gives a low scoff. “Looks like Casanova’s been up to no good. I wonder how Baxter will take this.”

Slamming her fist down, she stomped away to the darts game. It felt good to laugh. Luca leaned forward and wrapped his hand around my neck, tilting my face up. His lips smashed against him, letting me know just what he had in mind. “That! I want that!” Veronica sighed. “I need to find my mate.” Luca let me go just in time to see Grim go off. “If that is what you want.” He picked her up and tossed her off his shoulder. “See you all tomorrow!” He said without even turning around.

Marcel scratches the back of his neck, clearly nervous, and mutters, “no one really knows where to find them.” “I’ll look for them,” Ronan perks up before I can comment. “Very well,” I hum and squeeze my mother’s hand a little tighter. “Find them and bring them here, we need all the help we can get. Marcel, help Ronan with whatever he asks. Now, leave, mother needs to rest.” As soon as Marcel and Ronan leave, I rise from my seat, about to follow them out. “Logan, don’t go,” she stops me weakly. “I don’t hear my wolf anymore, she’s gone dormant, and I feel so awfully lonely in here. Please, stay, talk to me, if only for a little longer.”