Novel & Cerita Luke Castellan Lightning Thief

The air around us shifted, wind whipping in sudden circles. “Control it,” Lucas said sharply. “Don’t lose it, shape it.” I gritted my teeth, channeling the power through my hands, not letting it explode. Lightning curled around my fingers like ribbons instead of fire. Lucas stepped back, eyes shining. “Perfect. Now strike.” I thrust my palm forward not at him, but at the practice dummy behind him. A bolt of lightning shot out, clean and precise, tearing straight through the chest of the dummy without touching anything else.

Lena looked at me, her brow furrowed. "You recognize him?" she asked. I nodded, a bitter taste filling my mouth. "That's my cousin," I spat, the words laced with venom. "He must be a traitor, then," Lena growled, pushing herself up. "Hey, you! Aren't you ashamed to be fighting your own blood?" she challenged him. Lysander let out a chilling, maniacal laugh. "Grab them both!" he commanded. The men dismounted and surged towards us. I scanned my surroundings, assessing the situation before engaging. Without a weapon, and feeling my strength wane, I shifted into my wolf form again. But an earth-shattering kick from Lysander sent me flying across the clearing.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

the woman suddenly called in a warning tone, “stop provoking her the more. The experience had left her traumatised.” “Traumatised, yes, but this had all made me stronger, and not broken,” I whispered almost to myself alone. Kael leaned in closer, no more pulling pranks on me. “What’s your beautiful name, darling she wolf?” I hesitated, not knowing if telling him my real name was safe. Then I told him, my voice coming out way steadier than I expected. “Lucy Castellano. Surviving heir to the almost extinct Castellano Empire. Mate to an Alpha, Ryker Nightbane. And I’m not going down without a fight with everything that happened.”

The lady in red. "The men have killed Vander and all the members of the Royal family. We are ready to take your orders" she continued My heart nearly seized. I couldn't believe my ears. "Are you sure they're all dead. I want no witnesses. I want no mistakes" Thorne said with not an ounce of sympathy in his voice. "Don't you trust me my love. The work is done. It is our throne now. All hail Thorne Blackwood, Lycan King of MoonShire"

A jagged bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the room in a flash of ghostly white, followed immediately by a roar of thunder. "Ah!" Elena let out a small cry, hugging her arms and dropping into a crouch in the corner of the stacks. She was terrified of the dark. She was even more terrified of thunder. Footsteps echoed through the silence—steady, deliberate. A tall silhouette appeared in the gloom, guided by the intermittent flashes of lightning. "Elena?" It was Luke’s voice. She looked up, seeing the sharp lines of his face in the shadows. "Luke..." Her voice was trembling, thick with unshed tears.

Estelle POV We walked back to the palace, hand in hand. We were in the evening, and we spent hours in the pond. We swam, shifted to our wolves, and ran around hunting together. It turns out my wolf was bigger than most wolves because I am not completely a wolf; I am part Lycan, and it shows in my wolf. Aurelian is bigger than me; it is very obvious, but he said my wolf and Maven wolf are around the same size, and if I got to her age, it would be bigger.

Justin growled and cold shivers ran down my spine because of how scary he sounded. Oh no. "Get your f*ucking hand off me," Luke warned and I began shaking like a jackhammer. "Luke," I called with my voice as shaky as my body. If they fought it would be disastrous. Luke was a cyborg while Justin was a skilled cop, one of them would either die or sustain a serious injury if they fought. "Please, Luke," I called softly trying to calm him down and Luke gnashed his teeth against each other before slapping Justin's hand away from his. He turned around and began walking away.

They were clearly twins, clearly alike despite being of different genders. They might not have any weapons on them, but they themselves looked intimidating enough. "You two are finally here." Luke was sitting on the huge bed with a gorgeous lady in his arms. He had a cigar in one hand, looking vicious. "Aspen and Bianca, listen up. Your target is a man called Alexander Kane. Make sure you don't get caught! You know what the consequences are if you fail." "Yes, sir." The siblings bowed and left. Luke sneered and pinned the lady in his arm to the bed. He flipped over and pounced on her with a flurry of kicks and punches.

His giant sword let out a dazzling light, and the vines entangling the group of women were sliced apart. The women screamed as they fell. Truett rushed over, caught Xitlaly in his arms, and landed on the ground. The elderly powerhouse said, “This is just a misunderstanding. Please let our young master go.” James glared at the man in his hand. At that moment, he activated his golden body and wrapped Quasar Lightning around the young man. The elderly powerhouse said anxiously, “Quasar Lightning? A-Are you the person who robbed Yaquis Sect?”