Lola X Lincoln Novels & Stories

She then excused herself from her husband and sat next to Lincoln. “What is going on?”Lincoln asked playing with the tips of his half filled cup. “I have no idea myself.. I can only hope Emma got it. ”Chloe replied looking at Lincoln, confused. “You think i should go check. My patience is running out. Just take a look at my beautiful Luna, shee's so pale from tears and sadness”Lincoln said starring over the table at Elaine who had been quite regardless of the fact that everyone present had tried to cheer her up.

“They’ll even spare the children. Maybe take them as slaves. It’ll be a kindness. But only if Max gives you up. The choice is yours Max.” Max gives me a quick look and I nod. He steps back and transforms before rushing head first towards Impala. Jacklyn’s eyes widen and she steps back. See the two wolves roar and fight amongst themselves. My mate is no weakling but Impala is a ruthless fighter. I see movement behind me and dodge as Jacklyn stabs at me with a long spear. I dodge it in time before kicking her tin the stomach, hissing, “Why can’t you just stay down, you crazy psycho?!”

"Our grandfather stole our bond, but now we have a chance to rewrite our destiny, to rediscover the love that was robbed from us." Her words resonated within me, the revelation of another sister, Lila, leaving me breathless. The truth of my identity as the true Luna mated to the alpha brothers, remained unchanged. But the existence of Lila, a supposed dead sibling, added a new layer of complexity to the web of secrets and desires that surrounded us. Her words echoed through my mind, and I couldn't help but be drawn to the possibilities her presence held. However, a nagging feeling lingered a doubt that whispered in the depths of my heart. Was this reunion truly as innocent as it seemed?

is all i can mumble out right now. Soon enough, a 1966 Chevy Impala pulls in next to Jaxs bike. A tall built man hops out of the driver's side, he's got dark brown, almost black hair cut short. Dressed like Jax in dark jeans and a T-shirt. He walks over to the passenger side and a beautiful tan woman takes his hand out. She has long cully dark brown hair and her eyes are the color of honey. Her tan legs flow out of the loose cherry red dress she's wearing. They walk over to us and the man introduces them, "Hey bro, hey Katie. I'm Sabastian and this is Sabrina, my mate."

I assured her and went back to our side of the pavilion. *** Marcus pov The music dulled behind me as I stepped away from the crowd, my eyes following her. My daughter, Lyra, the Luna of Axelland. I wonder if she is on to my plans. But that is not possible. As I only let Garret know what I’m doing. Even at that I don’t tell him everything. But there are some questions I need answers about. I have to meet with her and ask her some things that are confusing me.

It was all for Lorenzo. Another roar sounded through the pack. People were coming outside to see what was happening. A second later another low growl came from behind her. She jerked around. And there he was. Lo was staring at her. His breathing was hard. His face was contorted in pain and something like anger. His wolf wanted out. But he was fighting him. “Emily…..” he ground out…. Still staring at her angrily. “Lo.” She said. But then another growl sounded behind her. She jumped again. She turned to see Alan. He had returned but the look on his face matched the one on Lorenzo’s. What was happening right now??

“Uh, yeah. I'll tell you later.” “Okay. And for God's sake, don't make me worry.” I chuckled. “Yes, boss. Keep me updated.” “Okay. Bye.” Then, he hung up. “Mate search, huh?” My mate voiced out, seeking for more information. “Yeah,” I laughed awkwardly. “I wanted to find my mate.” “You found him.” “And I don't know his name.” “Owen.” He said. “Owen Hunter Wolcott, Eve.” My name rolled off his lips perfectly and no one ever made it sound so sexy. Eve. Sometimes, I forget that I bore that. I smiled. “I'm Stella, but you already know that. And she'd like to clean up because she feels like crap.”

Some traditions carry weight regardless of who stands on either side of them. “Fine,” Lincoln snaps. “And I challenge this bitch for the title of Luna.” I roll my eyes because Zahra hasn’t officially been sworn in yet. If Lincoln is defeated, she’ll automatically lose any claim to the title anyway. “Done,” Zahra says without hesitation. I know she understands the rules, but she clearly wants an excuse to beat the shit out of this bitch anyway. “Right now,” Lincoln says. “Outside. I’m not dragging this nonsense out any longer.”

Damon leaned casually against the counter, a drink in his hand, his expression relaxed until his eyes found mine. Then everything changed. “Aria,” he said, pushing off the counter and crossing the room toward me. “You made it.” “Of course I did,” I replied, though my voice felt tighter than usual. He noticed immediately. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his brows pulling together slightly. I hesitated for just a second, then I said it. “My father decided that Kael and I should get wedded. Said it’s for the good of the pack.” His expression darkened instantly.

Lyra's POV I barely remembered leaving the hall after Darius refused to answer my question. The stares followed me the entire way some wolves pretended not to watch, but I could feel their eyes on my back others didn't bother hiding their curiosity at all. The Luna had returned after a year of exile, only to discover another woman wearing her necklace and standing at her mate's side. It was exactly the kind of story people whispered about when they thought nobody was listening.