Luke West Novels & Stories

“Let me introduce everyone, Zahra. You already know Lincoln Grey and his Beta Sam Williamson, and Brant Anderson with his Beta Arlo Jacobs. Over here is Gamma John West, from Dark Forest, with his sons Jason and Jackson.” I shake hands all around, summoning my politest smile. John West must be around Alpha Lucas’s age, based on the streaks of grey in his short-cropped hair and the set of his weathered features. He is shorter than Jasper’s dad, Greyson, but built like a tank. His sons, Jason and Jackson, are the spitting image of him, just like Tobias is the spitting image of King James. Jason looks about twenty-two, broad in the shoulders with tanned skin from hours of training. Jackson appe

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.

Unsure of who he's searching for, I duck my head and hope that my long curtain of black hair will shield me from his view so I can escape. Most of the girls on campus would be ecstatic to catch Luke's eye. He's tall, probably around six feet or so, with broad shoulders. He's muscular from skating hard at practice and lifting weights in the gym several times a week. He's handsome with blond hair and blue-gray hazel eyes. But that's not what I see when I look at him. I see someone who has the power to resurrect my past and bring the fledgling success I've found at Western crashing down around my head.

“Well, I’d like to know who interests you so much that you have to leave your abode to come to mine,” Garrett turned his head to the side to gaze at Luke who brought out a picture from the cross bag he hung across his shoulder. Luke then held it up for the Alpha to see while saying, “A particular wolf named Gregory Paul. He has been a member of this pack for over ten years,”

he asked to which I nodded. “Elder Luke is single-handedly one of the most dangerous people in our pack and he doesn’t even need to lift a finger for that title,” I said. “After I’d completed my Luna coronation, I went into the pack vault and read through most of the classified documents relating to meetings and politics. In a way, he is basically running the place right now with his strategies and was the person who sparked my initial fascination in the field.”

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

“Yes Sir” Channel felt assured by the men and left the floor for Luke. Luke stepped further, his hands behind his back as he took an at ease motion. His eyes pinned on the men irrespective of their various position and his voice was firm as he spoke, like a true Alpha. “My name is Luke Isaiah, Son of Late Alpha Isaiah. Right from when I was a child, I was trained to become the next Alpha but the decision I made got me to where I am now. I was defeated in Combat by Alpha Ryan and that was how he got my title.

Leaning over, Luke said to his master, “It’s your father, Mr. Mason. Do you want to talk to him?” Mason said with a blank face, “Do you mean Westley?” However, Luke didn’t dare respond to him. Lowering the car window, Mason looked to the side of the car and saw Westley. The man looked older, compared to how he had remembered him. If his memory served him correctly, Westley hadn’t reached forty years old when he left his wife and son. He had been in the prime of his life.

Luke studied her for a second. “He’s not.” Rose’s gaze sharpened. “Meaning?” Luke pushed off the desk, pacing once before stopping in front of her. “He is part of the notorious Blackhand mafia that runs Westwood City. He is my only connection in. No one has ever seen the Don before. Mr. Midnight is my only connection to him.” “So, you’re telling me they are extremely dangerous?” He looked at her long and hard. “You ever run into a vampire before?” Rose blinked.

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.