Lord Of Pets Novels & Stories

After what had happened last night, she had gone into a really deep sleep and had woken up really confused. Delilah placed her hand on Petra's band. "You know him?" She stared at him for a long time before nodding. "Yes, I do. He's Alpha Leon, soon to be King of the Red Lily Pack. Why am I here though? Have I done something wrong?" Damn, Delilah had made her forget everything, right from when she was met by the men. It was a good thing. Safe enough for their secrets to be kept but he felt for her. She looked so moroose. So... Not the Petra he knew.

Getting up from the desk, I flung him onto it, panting like a crazed woman, positioned myself over his cock, and slid down. "Yes, just like that, pussycat. Ride my cock." He hissed through his teeth as he rotated my breasts in circles as I ground my hips against him, claiming him as he claimed me. He would always be my Panther, and I would always be his pet. And hopefully one day his wife. #matesforlife

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

“Apologize properly to the Lycan King!” My heart stopped. Slowly, I lifted my head, forgetting how to speak when I saw that it was the Lycan King I had bumped into. He wasn’t just any Alpha. He was the Alpha of alphas. He was tall and broad-shouldered, commanding the space without effort. His dark hair fell well below his shoulders, and his face was sharp and balanced, every feature deliberate, as if nothing about him had been left to chance. His hazel eyes held the kind of power that made others lower their gaze. He was perfect.

I noted. ​"He did," Marcus confirmed. "He plays the ruthless mercenary, but he takes care of the men who bleed for him. It's a rare trait in a Warlord." ​Because she's not a Warlord, I thought, the phantom thread in my chest pulling taut. She's an Omega who knows what it feels like to be abandoned by her pack. ​"General Vesh!" I called out, my voice carrying over the clash of shields. ​The Warlord paused, turning the terrifying visor toward me. The entire yard fell silent. Two hundred Blackwood wolves and five hundred Legionnaires snapped to attention, waiting to see if their Alpha and their General were about to tear each other apart.

I asked, curiously. She grinned again and answered, “You should already know your master’s name. Perth Otho. He leads the Otho family’s major clan. His younger brother, Dimitri, and their sister, Fayre, each lead the minor clans. So the Othos together make up three clans total—one major, two minors.”

Something that can be done even if they're looking at my Dad. Pfft! Showoffs!! For a couple of seconds, they both keep on with it, then Lady Luna Mairead gives him a soft nod. Then He turns his gaze to I and Daddy again, leaning forward slightly in his great chair. “I am Lord Alpha by the oaths of this pack and by the will of the Moon Goddess." His voice booms as he adds with a low powerful growl, “I am not her editor. If I start untying mate bonds, I invite the moon itself to untie me.”

“That hoodie is from the Lyperian Royal Academy. Lyperians take pride in that. They wouldn’t give it to just anyone, especially not to some…werewolf girl.” I stopped in my steps, feeling the color drain from my face. The realization finally hit me, and it hit hard. That smug smile on Nate’s face when I told him I wasn’t planning on giving back that hoodie was for a reason. Trinity kept talking, but I blocked out her voice, heading to my closet. I opened my drawer and pulled out the neatly folded hoodie to inspect the three letters on it. ‘LRA’ As if the symbol of the shield and sword weren’t obvious enough already.

he sighed and went back to his office seat. "There is a law prohibiting Lords of Russia from stepping out of their territory. Their heartlessness training is to the extreme that they made it law that 'No lord of whatsoever is a friend of Russia, and any power that sets foot in Russia only has one outcome, which is death. Although it has an advantage, it also has disadvantages. He is rumored to have given birth to only a daughter who is as beautiful and glowing as the moon, named Finest" he looked at me and smiled. "He is the current Lord of Russia, Overlord Leonardo," he ended, and it took me some time to digest everything he just said.