Luis American Psycho Novels & Stories

He came closer backing me into the thick stone railing of the terrance. "You're inTOXICating." He put emphasis on the toxic part of the word smiling sadisticly at me. He inhaled and let out a shaky breath like he was fighting to control his wolf. Realization hit me hard, this man, this extremely sexy cruel Alpha was my mate. This can't be, NO, no, no,no, the moon goddess must have made a mistake. "This can't be right." My voice weakly said. This just made him chuckle to himself.

He yelled out to his Beta through the mind link not even thinking of the fact the poor man would probably be asleep by now. “ Get me Dayna right now!!” He growled immediately he heard his beta’s voice from the other end. Holding his mate firmly in his hands, Lucious’ eyes turned pitch black and with just the blink of an eye, he completely disappeared.

“Because that’s the only kind worth playing. I didn’t come here to play easy, and I sure as fucking hell will not allow him, or anyone, to try and fucking scarce me from my goal.” And in the silence that followed, I could almost see it, the look on Liam’s face when he realized his perfect world was cracking. This time, it wouldn’t be through rogues or whispers. This time, it would be with his own kind, his precious businessmen. And I was going to enjoy every second of it.

The grotesque spider-leg forest was gone, replaced by a form that was somehow more terrifying in its familiarity. It had eyes. A nose. A mouth on each face. They weren’t moving, just staring. And from that compact, waiting frame, power radiated. It wasn’t the wild, chaotic energy of before. This was a cold, focused pressure, leaking into the air and making my lungs feel tight. “That’s not right,” Liam’s voice was a low, strained thing beside me. “Its power signature… it’s not A-Class anymore. It’s breached S-Class.”

The rogues visibly stiffen, their postures shifting as the weight of his authority crushes the air around them. Luis’s voice is deadly calm, laced with a threat that sends shivers down my spine. “If I see you around this campus or near her, I will gut you and feed it to my wolf.” The world feels like it’s holding its breath. The sheer dominance in his voice is suffocating, and for a moment, no one moves. The rogues exchange wary glances, their earlier confidence cracking under the pressure of Luis’s presence. Caroline hums approvingly. “I like him when he’s like this. Ruthless.”

" I'm Silver, your King. " The new Alpha continued his speech while Beta Alfred, Silver's father screamed, shooting his shotgun which made Spencer kick the shotgun and the bullet exploded on the ground. " You don't learn, do you? " Sir Spencer Carnaval mocked the werewolf holding him from his neck, raised him from the ground as the man dropped his shotgun, choking. " Nooo! Father! Leave him alone! Please! " Mario screamed while Rena is trying to shift but Monica the snake lady held her from behind, hissing at her neck.

Like it never happened, Like it was all a bad dream, everything returned to normal in a blink of an eye and when I opened my eyes, I saw a lean muscular and tall person standing right in my bed! "You..." I quickly shut my mouth, I needed no one to tell who he was as I already knew he was Alpha Asher... The most powerful Alpha, insurmountable and indomitable! Ungodly drop-dead gorgeous king whose got the purest beauty among all Alphas. A psychopath Alpha rumored to kill his mate every two years, and change Mates like paper. "I've been introduced to you, right?" Alpha Asher asked me, his voice angelic yet cold.

Luis said icily as he walked to the bathroom to relieve himself. Veronica sobbed and looked at me. "Alpha Leon, I'm only being nice to Alpha Luis, but he dislikes me." Liam didn't say anything as he went to sit down. "It's okay, Veronica. Just give me the flowers. Luis is fond of mood swings like a pregnant woman. I'll speak to him," I told her to cheer her up. She handed me the flowers, wiped her tears with her handkerchief, and adjusted her white top, black short skirt, and shoes.

I stand in it, letting the memories connect with the truth I've been given. Luís Mateo Velasquez. Assassin. Drug Cartel. It doesn't seem real. That, or I'm ashamed, shocked, afraid that I slept with a man like Alejandro—Luís. Not only did I sleep with him, but I dated him. Thought I might have loved him. He lied to me twice. No telling how many times he's lied to me in the past.