Lucian's Regret Unknown Wolf Series Novels & Stories

One wolf says as he folded the paper I have seen people who were delusional and then there is this man. The more this man the more I could tell he has never said anything wise in his entire life not only that he would never say anything wise in his entire life and that wasn’t even a curse it was fact. “Tell me. What’s so special about him?” Lucian was a god, he wasn’t as filthy as other wolves he had power he was great, strong, and civilized; that’s enough reason to be above mere rogues but meant here to argue I would rather do other things.

he said quickly "God knows what you two would have been doing before I got there.Do you know for how long I have been looking for you?!" "Looking for me? I'm not a kid.I can-" "Oh please,lil wolf." he stopped her "You can barely harm a fly say less of holding a sword.You're not allowed to wander around this mansion,lil wolf.Not without my permission." "Who said I need your fucking protection? I don't.And what does it matter if I die? You don't care anyway so stop trying to play the hero because you're not.You're a damn coward and a loser!" He pressed her against the door. "Don't ever say that again." he spoke his sentence word by word as if to let it sink in "I'm warning you."

Whatever happened…The First Wolf regretted it. The dark Aria laughed bitterly. “You always regret it.” The First Wolf opened her eyes. The sadness inside them nearly broke my heart. “I did what I had to do.” The dark Aria’s expression hardened. “No.” The words came out cold. “You did what you believed was right.” The distinction mattered. I could feel it. The First Wolf lowered her gaze. The silence stretched. Then the dark Aria looked at me, and finally spoke the words that changed everything.

Carson walked out of the library. The book I was reading wasn't going to help, at least it didn't seem like there was anything in it that would help Celly. It was interesting though. I kept reading. I was hoping to stumble across anything that might help Celly with her wolf. I didn't understand how her wolf could be so hateful to Celly. How could her wolf want to push Carson and Eckley away? How could her wolf not want to shift? Why does her wolf not want to search for her name? Why does her wolf insist on making Celly miserable? I have so many questions and I don't want to be rude to Celly or Carson but Goddess what the fuck?

she replied as she pointed to the little wolf. Lucian looked at the little wolf trembling underneath Luke, then at Luke’s wolf ready to kill anyone who tried to touch her and then to me. “Something tells me that its going to be a bit more complicated than that” he replied as he took his jacket off. He threw it towards Luke who grabbed it and nudged it toward the little wolf. She shifted back into human form and her little bones knacked and she whimpered in agony. Her whole body shook as she put on the jacket covering her little body.

A heavy silence gripped the training grounds, broken only by the frantic beating of hearts and the whisper of the wind. My golden fur shimmered under the moonlight, my massive frame standing taller than any wolf present. Power radiated off me in waves, suffocating and undeniable. No longer could they call me weak. No longer could they deny what I was. A rare, golden wolf a living legend. A living legend known. Lucian took a slow, deliberate step forward, his silver eyes gleaming with something dark and possessive. He was watching me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. In his presence, can’t why let her”

“But don’t forget something, King. She chose me once.” Lucian’s eyes flashed. The air shifted instantly, thickening, darkening, like the sky itself was bracing. “Oh, I didn’t forget,” he said softly. “I remember every detail.” He took another step closer. “You rejected her. You replaced her. You let her bleed alone.” Each word was a blade. His voice sharpened. “You don’t get credit for regrets.” My wolf surged forward violently, snapping against my control. “That’s enough,” I growled. “Say one more word and……”

“Ayla?” “I don't have a wolf,” I had never been a good liar but I didn't expect the truth to escape my lips in a rush. Lucian froze and for a second I thought he hadn't heard me. But one look at his face and I knew I should have kept my mouth shut. Lucian stood completely still, a streak of bright green that belonged to his wolf flashed in his eyes as he spoke. “Explain,” “I am wolfless. I never awakened,” Tears rolled down my eyes and Lucian took several steps back, walking to his table.

‎ ‎Terrifyingly real. ‎ ‎The largest wolf lunged— ‎ ‎And a massive black wolf crashed into it mid-air. ‎ ‎Lucian. ‎ ‎The forest exploded into snarls and claws. ‎ ‎Lucian fought like a storm. ‎ ‎Faster. ‎ ‎Stronger. ‎ ‎Deadlier. ‎ ‎Within seconds two rogues fled. ‎ ‎The third lay unconscious beneath his paw. ‎ ‎Lucian shifted back into human form instantly. ‎ ‎“Lyra!” ‎ ‎She stood trembling.

she rolled her eyes "What do you mean?" He asked "You are scared to handle a werewolf; that is why you want to settle for a mere human" "Why are you attacking me for my decision?" He asked feeling hostile "Am I?" She acted dumb, now seating on her bed, with her legs on the floor. Lydia added "We are responsible for our decisions" "Yeah I know," Turstin stood up and headed for the door. Lydia raced and stopped him "This conversation is over, Lydia," he said