Luke West Novels & Stories

Billy's got a face like thunder, he doesn't even acknowledge my greeting as he storms past me into Luke's house. With a last wave, Luke shuts the door and I drive home, diving straight in the pool and doing my training. When I get out there's a message on my phone. Luke: I'm at least in the top three, right? XXX Cleo: You're the reigning undefeated champion ;) XXX Luke: Yes! I expect my trophy when you next come around. XXX

he said with a light smile. I looked at him. He was young, maybe a few years younger than me, with brown hair tied back and clear eyes. He wore a silver crest on his chest—the mark of a beta. “I’m Luke,” he said. “Beta of the Silver-Coast Pack.” “I see,” I said. “Nice to meet you.” “I was wondering if you’d take a walk with me. There’s something I’d like to talk about, privately.” I looked at him for a long moment. He didn’t seem tense. But nothing here felt simple.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

“So now you’re a vampire?” “No…” He made a disgusted face as I forced him to eat sour heads. Oh God, were vampires real too? “Don’t compare me to those leeches. Normal werewolves age, but we are mixed with Lycan blood. They don’t age.” He smiled. “Hence Dane looks like a young hunk.” He laughed. I threw my hands in the air. “You know what… I don’t give two fucks what you are. Just leave me the hell alone and tell me where Kara is!” I demanded, trying to walk past.

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.

They need me to sign off on different things and, of course, have one annoying question. This is why I’m on a zoom meeting with the sub-Betas of the other cities my pack lives in throughout my territory. “When do we get to meet this new Luna we’ve heard about?” Wade questioned with a smirk. I sighed as this sent Robert and Brett into a frenzy as well.

“Thank you. May I ask your name?” “Oh of course, I do apologise. I’m Jackson Westley, I’m the head of the warriors, no doubt we will see a far amount of each other in the coming months.” He stated fairly sombrely, and I wondered briefly if there was something going on that I wasn’t aware of. “This dashing young gentleman” He stated with an over exaggerated introduction that made me laugh lightly. “Is Lucas Brown, our head of education.” He introduced and I smiled but couldn’t help feeling a little confused.

His hand rested lightly on the curve of my waist, grounding and maddening all at once. “I see that our Luna has been training you.” Nolan said, choosing to direct his question to the children who are watching excitedly. “And I can tell if this is how your training is starting, then I'm going to have a stronger league on my line, aren't I?” I tilted my face up, ready to ask what the hell he was doing. I wanted to ask what he was doing, but the smile that was on his face was one that I never saw. Even the children were happy to see him like this.

What kind of sick game is the universe playing with me? ~ Luke stretches out his hand, holding a red plastic cup, a wide smile curving his lips. I take it from him, smiling back. The peace in this room? I like it. No one staring at us. No whispers, no side glances. No one trying to pull Luke into a conversation. Just the two of us, alone. Nice, isn’t it? Luke sits on the bed beside me, lifts his own cup to his mouth and takes a sip. “I can't stop thinking about our future together. When we finish college, I will take over the Westbrook Group... I might even make it to the NFL. Think you could handle dating a football star?” He smirks.

"You can't go up against them. For the battle, we'll need a larger team. The Zeta wolf was the one who attacked Mace, and he will pay for it." "Zeta?" Scarlett stopped sobbing and looked at Simon. "Zeta?" She repeated. "It is a rare werewolf. I only recently learned about him. He is stronger, with dark fur and white eyes. Stronger. Stronger than I am." "Oh my goodness." "What?" She kept an inch between herself and Simon. "I know who that is." "What?" "He attends my school and goes by the name Luke. Luke Martin." Simon was taken aback. "Luke Martin?" There is only one Luke Martin, and that is... "No way." He had looked for him, but he had been right under his nose the whole time.