Lord X 7 Guardians Novels & Stories

She said as she shoved the omega to the floor. “Hey, that’s enough,” The Luna said. She was Luna of the pack, but right now, she was just a student here, just like everyone. She did not want to be seen or treated as anything more. “I will pay for your lipstick, Jessica. Just leave her alone.”

"Miss Ward, the position of Head of the Guard is open now. Should we promote one of his seconds, or—" "Bring the car around." I cut him off, tossing the towel onto a tray. "We're going downtown." The butler startled. "You want to pick the replacement yourself?" There could be no gap left at my side. Not for a single day. Besides, I had no interest in someone else's leftovers. The next Head of the Guard would be one I chose myself — one whose loyalty I could trust completely. Meridian City's underground fight club reeked of blood, cheap tobacco, and rancid sweat. It was the most lawless, chaotic corner of the entire city.

Eve peeks out from behind our eyes, making our skin slightly glow. "Yes, Luna Queen," Roland says with a slight head bow. Luis drops to his knees a broken man. Before he even looks up, I know he is crying. But around his tears, a steady voice rings from his throat. "I, Luis Garza, pledge myself to Princess Sasha. I will lay down my life in her protection. As my Royals and the Goddess as my witnesses, Sasha, please accept my pledge," Luis says, lowering his head to where it is an inch from the floor.

Silas said rubbing the back of his neck. “And your father is right.” A deep voice spoke. “Whoa!” Silas and Marco said leaning their heads back to look up at the 7 foot 4, 400 lb. wall of muscle smirking down at them. “I’m Royal Delta General Shadow Collins; this is my mate Royal Delta General Jennifer Collins.” He introduced himself and his mate. “Hi, I’m Royal Beta Jyden Hunt.” He greeted them. “Those two over there are the Shadow Twins, Spyder and Spencer Collins, Delta Warriors, and part of the Queens Royal Guards.”

Guards line either side of the wine-colored carpet running from the steps of the dais to the far end of the room. Jordan signals to one of the guards. A male about my age, he’s even more buff than the kings, and shorter, too. He has close-cropped black hair and deep black eyes. “Aurora Blessing, meet one of our gammas in the Royal Guard, Lucas Bateson, who’ll be guarding and assisting you,” Jordan says with a smile. “Lucas, don’t let this lady out of your sight unless you’re with us. ‘Cause you may get a rematch against the rogues.”

– Kurt says, losing his big smile. 11 top-of-the-range, black Mercedes vans with tinted windows stop at the border of Creek Pack. A man dressed in a black suit gets out of the car in front, and everyone else follows him. They were all dressed the same. Black jeans, and a black t-shirt with a golden and red symbol on the left side of the chest. The symbol was round. A perfect golden circle. Inside, there was a red wolf howling at the golden moon. Above, in golden letters, was written "Council" and below "Guardians".

And by the goddess, I was going to make sure that it wasn’t in vain. “You know that she may not come forward?” Landon had followed me to the vehicle, leaning his muscular frame against the bonnet of the car with her arms crossed in front of his chest, pulling the material of his shirt over his bi-ceps taut so that ever line of muscle was visible. Gulping at the sight, and then glancing over to where Steph stood, who was doing her best to look disinterested in what we were talking about, I return my attention to the task at hand.

Then we went out to go directly to the hotel. My family ride with their own cars and Nina ride with my sister and her husband. We were the last one to leave the house. Luke's car was followed by his bodyguards. I'm not sure why Luke is so obsessed of protecting me. I can see that there are 2 more armored cars in front and 2 at the back. I didn't bother to ask. But the car he brought this time is a 23-Foot long Armored Rolls Royce Phantom Limo, it comes with B7 ballistic protection, complete with partition walls, which will keep occupants safe in the event of unfriendly fire or explosions.

I halted my step a few distance away from the kitchen tent when I saw many guards situated around two men, probably the assassin. I walked towards them. I saw a wide rope fastened around their mouth and another rope on their hands. Arnold sat on his relaxing chair and flexed his muscles with his dark eyes which visibly emit no mercy. A bulky guard came forward. He bowed to Aaron and muttered with a hostile stare at the guards "We are waiting for your instruction, your Highness" Arnold stretches his hand to caress his jaw and grunts "What is on your mind, Achraf?" "I dare not decide the presence of His Highness" he declined Arnold and swerved low.

“Who are you here for?” The window on the other side of the passenger seat rolled down automatically and the car lights came on. The guard peered through the window and his eyes lit with recognition as they met my smiling face. “Good evening, ma’am, please enjoy your evening.” I nodded, a small smile on my face. He backed away respectfully and gave a signal to the guard at the gate, he pressed a button and the gates whirred as they slid apart. The car lights went off and the engine revved as my driver pulled the car into drive and rode through the gates where the other man was already saluting.