Lucian's Regret Unknown Wolf Series Novels & Stories

Maybe one day they would find their way back to each other, but now just wasn't their time. 4. Lucian sprang up in bed, reaching over to grab his woman. When he encountered a cold space instead of a body, a feeling of dread so profound coursed through his body, and he leaped onto the floor, phasing into his wolf. 'We won't catch her,' Nakir sadly confessed, but Lucien wouldn't listen to his wolf. His heart was racing like a jackhammer as he bolted from the cabin, scenting the air to pick up her smell. It whispered faintly on the morning breeze, but it was enough for the Alpha wolf, and he surged forward, bounding through the forest, pushing as hard as he could. Pack members out for a morning

She should have never found Lucian in the first place and this would not have happened. Lucian and Lucas backed down the driveway to swing around and headed down the dirt road. Suddenly, Lucas yelled for Lucian to stop. Surprised, Lucian stomped on the brakes. Lucas Jumped out of the jeep and headed into the forest. He stopped at the tree line and waited. A big black wolf, leading a pack of wolves, bounded out of the trees, headed straight for Lucas. Before Lucian could react, Lucas opened his arms wide to welcome the black wolf. The pack came to a halt a few yards away waiting for their leader. Lucas hugged Thorn around the neck and talked to him for a few minutes. Lucian could have sworn t

“I’m not your responsibility.” His jaw tightened, and then he leaned closer, bracing his forearms on his thighs. The movement was slow, deliberate, as if meant to remind me how much space he filled. “You think I’d leave you like this? Wounded, weak, bleeding in some healer’s bed? No, Cara. I don’t leave what’s mine.” Anger surged hot through me, even as my wolf stirred at his words. “I’m not yours.” Lucian’s gaze burned, pale eyes catching the light like shards of ice. “Say that all you want. But your wolf knows the truth. She felt it the moment mine touched her. You’re denying a bond you don’t yet understand.”

Neither side shows any mercy for the other. It doesn't take long for Raze to find his target. Lucian's wolf is standing off to the side. His eyes are locked on Raze and his body is crouched, low on the ground. He bares his sharp fangs as he growls at Raze. Raze shows no fear and no hesitation as he lunges himself at Lucian's wolf, but before he can sink his claws into him, a loud pop rings through the air and, barely a second later a gut-wrenching howl of agony follows. The fighting seizes immediately, and we all turn to stare at the wolf writhing around on the ground. Lucian's wolf turns to stare at me with confusion in his eyes. He has no idea what just happened. None of them do, but I do.

But it was Lucian who was truly gone. He had returned to the estate, but only as a ghost. He lived in the drafty, neglected old wing of the house. He didn't work. He didn't fight. He didn't speak. He was a shadow of his former self, a man who had seen heaven and then been dragged back to hell by his own bloodline. The "Wolf" had lost his will to hunt. It was a Tuesday in London—a day of relentless, gray drizzle. I was closing up the bookstore, the bell above the door chiming as I prepared to turn the sign to Closed.

Ryan had spent six years believing that Lucian was responsible for the destruction of his family, but he had never imagined that one day the man would stand directly in front of him. Ryan’s father suddenly stepped forward, his expression hardening. Lucian, don’t come any closer. Lucian slowly turned toward him and smiled. You still think you can order me around? Before Ryan’s father could respond, Lucian raised one hand. Every wolf in the clearing dropped to their knees. Jackson fell with a gasp, several Moon Shadow wolves collapsed beside him, and even Ryan’s father was forced down. Ryan stared in disbelief as he realized he was the only wolf still standing.

“How much does she remember?” “Enough to be dangerous.” Lucian sighed. “That’s what I thought.” Silence settled again as the city lights passed outside the window. Then his voice grew serious. “The rogue attack.” My attention shifted immediately. “What about it?” Lucian tapped his fingers against the steering wheel thoughtfully. “It wasn’t random.” I already knew that. But hearing it confirmed made my jaw tighten. “That wolf knew exactly where to go,” Lucian continued. “It went straight to the apartment.”

Shadows that swallowed flame. Lucian and Serakha made eye contact. “Its been going on for weeks,” the man said. “And it’s spreading.” Lucian and Serakha sat on the hill, their place of silence. “He was speaking truth,” Serakha said. “I know,” Lucian replied. “I feel it. The wolf… it responded.” Lucian took her hand. “Do we stay?” She shook her head. “Not this time. I need to look into something. Something I have to stop.”

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

He now demanded, his hands remaining on my knees and his eyes looking deep into mine, where a gulp fell down my throat as I spoke. “I-I don’t understand what’s happening but as soon as that man walked into the room, my wolf immediately, went on edge and just keeps repeating that we have to kill him.” I explained through a whisper what had caused me to grow agitated, even though the fact of why my wolf was that way still seemed to be unknown at this point. Now I had explained what was happening, Lucian’s head slowly and with such ungodly power, turns away from me and looks out through the archway where this man was standing, a man I still didn’t know!