Luke Grimm Stats Novels & Stories

I answer without thinking about it. “What about it?” “Later,” I say as Dorian bursts through the front doors, announcing himself with the fanfare of a garish king. Luke, the Alpha of Nightshade, enters with more restraint and dignity. His isn’t the biggest pack, but it’s one of the deadliest. Luke dominates his wolves with an iron fist, and while many Alphas challenged him over the years, he had never lost a battle. He’s a lot like Kaiya’s father was, but much better at hiding it. He’s a brutal, cruel, and thoroughly unlikable individual. There aren't many that will mourn his death, and a fair few that will be grateful.

“What? I can't send you out there to die. You're not completely healed yet” “I may not be completely healed but I'm a better fighter than you are…. without the magic of course” The screams intensified, and sounds of doors breaking filled the air. “Listen to me, you have to stay here and protect our pups, okay?” I swallowed. “Okay” “Do you know where Lukas keeps his guns?” I nodded and handed her two of his loaded guns. “Stay right here” Gunshots rang out followed by roars of pain as their bodies hit the ground.

"Luke! Are you leaving?" He roughly pushes the woman off his lap. "Afraid so." The human woman pouts and tightens her hold on his neck. "Would you like to see me again?" Luke rolls his eyes. He doesn't care for women other than to fulfill a basic need: food. He hadn't looked at another female since the night he horrifically lost his Grace. Grace was a witch and was knowledgeable in herbs and remedies. Grace used her gift to help others, and she grew to be immensely loved among the wolves, faeries, and vampires. Luke was the luckiest man with Grace as a mate, and he worshipped her. The day of her murder was like any other; Luke was training with the Thorne Nest warriors, while Grace traveled

Then again, since they’re werewolves and they heal very very fast, isn’t that less job? Yup, that’s probably just how he looks all the time…total opposite of his ever-grinning brother. But I must say, they both look fine as fuck. And Nate is a cute one too even though he looked like hell a few days ago. “Lucas is clear since he was with the Luna but he’s injured so I’ll update h--”

Luke says coming up to pat my shoulder. "I'm just bummed, man" I grumble not really wanting the encouragement. I want to sulk. "Yeah. But hey Graham and I are fired up. I won't let that WR beat me down the field again," Luke says picking up his helmet. Our kicker just gave us three more points and defense was heading to the field. I reach my hand out for him to grab. "Kick their ass," I say as he smiles and grasps my hand. My bad attitude lifts a little. Having real friends is refreshing. Who knew I had a team of possible friends this whole time. Friends that put Bradley to shame.

He has an excellent sense of smell and taste and the ability to transform at any time. Luke had turned and gone into the woods to follow the car. Since no one knew who he was, he was absolutely certain that the werewolf had come for Scarlett. Luke was like a ghost. Whenever he travels for a mission, nobody always recognizes him. Even though he was one of the strongest, he always gave the impression that he was a weak boy. To bring him to his knees, it takes five to ten alphas.

I couldn’t understand or believe it. Luke avoided me for the next few weeks. He stopped coming over, it was like he disappeared from school, he just vanished and wasn’t around anymore. But at night I’d look out my window and see yellow eyes staring at me through the woods. By that time I basically already had his wolf memorized, it was so unlike his appearance in human form. Very light ash with deep spots of jet black, black paws and dark spots around the left eye. It was stunning, I was always fascinated by it.

Grayson’s natural healing abilities, strong as they were due to his Alpha bloodline, couldn’t activate effectively while he was unconscious. “We can’t lose you, Grayson,” Luke muttered under his breath, his voice thick with desperation. His gaze darted to the lifeless bodies of Declan and Patrick lying a few feet away, their sacrifice weighing heavily on his heart. He didn’t have time to mourn; the Alpha’s survival was his priority. Determined, Luke shifted into his large, muscular wolf form, he positioned Grayson’s unconscious body on his back, mindful of the arrow. Despite Luke’s strength, Grayson’s weight was considerable—he was a towering man even in human form—but the Beta’s resolve was

" Grey rolled his tongue and stared hard at Luke. The guy's rudeness is top-notch. Dealing with this kind of person has never been favorable in his line of business nevertheless, he is stacking cool cash from Luke Bleak because it looks like he was ready to pay anything to have his brother and wife dead and gone. "$40000," Grey named his price and it didn't look surprising to Luke, he had anticipated something like this. He thought, "what do I expect from a hungry-looking man like him." "$4000 it is then. Expect full payment in two hours. I trust you to deliver as soon as possible. Have a good day." Luke said and left the building immediately without turning back, Grey watched him and smirke

“I'm sorry, why don't we continue this date sometime later, I owe you a date!” “But …” Travis made to protest but Luke was already running up the stairs to the exit. Liam watched him run and chased after him, not caring a dime if his team lost, besides, he's been the one scoring most of the goal since the game began. Someone else should do it for a chance. Luke was already out of the arena and was now scurrying down the hallway in ragged breaths. “Luke wait!” Liam yelled after him, his footsteps, heavier with each step.