Loki Project Novels & Stories

Loki said in a calm tone and deadpan expression that made me swell with anger. "Don't you try to blackmail me, Loki!" I shouted, losing control of my rage. "I would never. I just need you to come to your senses, Blake. Loretta has half of the pack members in her grip. But the Nobles own most of them financially…" "Dad!" Sighing heavily, Loki's expression softened as he said, "With Luna mated to Nero, your chances of running this pack is slim, except you have both the Nobles and me backing you."

I replied with a forced nonchalance, concealing the ache in my chest. Bronn offered me a bottle of water, a gesture that surprised me. "Thanks!" I muttered, accepting it gratefully. "You won't have any issues with me," he reassured, addressing the concerns I had voiced earlier. "Anyway, how's the project progressing with Jakob?" "We've completed the design and tackled several crucial aspects for LoveLogic," I explained. "Jakob had already laid much of the groundwork before I joined your office, so I'm currently playing catch-up on the coding front. At the moment, we're focused on implementing and refining the codes for both iOS and Android platforms. That's what I was engrossed in before you

Loki linked her mind to his, ‘Take my power Mate, use it to protect our child little wolf.’

Loki's P.O.V. The skyline of Chicago loomed in the distance, its jagged edges punctuated by the faint glow of the setting sun. Loki sat in the back seat of his sleek black car, gazing out at the city with a mix of disdain and anticipation. Chicago was a place of power plays, betrayals, and whispered schemes a playground for someone like him. Donavan and Aibek were handling their respective tasks, ensuring the smooth flow of weapons and drugs through the veins of the underworld. Those commodities had always been in demand, but demand brought jealousy, and jealousy often festered into defiance. Fin was the latest example.