Luthor Harkon Novels & Stories

3. Luther listened without interruption as Connor told his fanciful story. Still, when he told him that Damon Cortez's mate Lisa was really Latona Delarossa Marcello and her wolf Karistus reborn, he couldn't stay silent anymore. "Really, son? I expected more from you than to buy into fanciful love stories and tales of the Gods." Luther shrugged on his coat and opened the front door, "I'll move into the Alpha's quarters until I can have a house of my own commissioned. But Connor, I honestly thought your time away with the Moonhowlers would have done you some good. Instead, it appears to have done the opposite. I can't give you back Alphaship while you believe in such utter nonsense."

A man stood up and raised his hand. “Sorry, name’s Harvell, alpha of the Everglades pack. What you just said, if it’s all true, why don’t we go for it? Use Lyanna as a weapon.” Leo pointed a finger straight at him. “Watch what you say next.”

I attempted to join in but the door was shut almost immediately. The drama only made me more curious, curious to the point that I was slowly getting obsessed over it. I grabbed my computer and ran a G****e search on it but only one article popped up. It was written by a lady over two decades back about the protectors of Aurora Town. She claimed that there was a cult in the town, a cult that was made up of the founding families. The article had a photo, a shadow of something in the woods. I couldn't tell what it was, but the shape only brought only one conclusion — a wolf. There was an address on it and my inquisitive senses wouldn't let me look the other way.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

" He touched her and she went down; dead instantly. I went to the next man and asked, "Your name and title?" He stood tall, "I am Beta Keylon and this my mate Lilith." I asked, "Were you in cooperation with the Alpha’s plan for Lara?" He added, "That little bitch needed to die for trying to overthrow the Luna. Her and her useless pup." I noticed the whole time he was talking his mate was nodding in agreement. King Izzoth touched them both, at the same time, and they dropped dead.

Lori said in her euphonious voice, and Alpha Kai gazed abruptly at the mark, So blue deep and fiery it burns, "Ahh!!!" Alpha Kai groaned in pain as he held his head tightly, just immediately he saw this fiery mate mark It triggered a physical response in his head, a very discomfortable headache, the intensity of the pain was sharp due to the repulsive connection to the mark, as it brought back memories he loathed. She is Lori Lucien, his mate, the daughter of his perpetrator, The daughter of the one who murdered his entire family and enslaved him for years in a deep pitch black hell-scape dungeon.

said Lizzie, letting go of my hands. I took the chair back to the table, motioning for Brandon to sit down. We had breakfast while I told him for the first time why I’d gone to New York to meet Hugo, what we’d been doing over those hours we’d spent at his suite, and how I suspected it was related to this new sight or whatever it was. “And it only works when you touch them? Why?” “I think he made it this way to protect me,” I told him what he’d said about that infamous initiation I’d refused. “This way, I decide whom I see and when.”

Both Connor and Mara had accepted my offer to stay the night and there hadn't been a single hint of the usual hostility between myself and Ella's brother. All was peaceful. Well, that was until I got a text from Luciano. I got the name. It read. The three pulsing dots were still on the screen showing he was still typing something else. Connor Jones. I stood completely frozen. Connor Jones. The leader of a rogue rebellion creating havoc amongst the pack. And I allowed him into my home to sit with my Luna and newborn son. "Leo, what's wrong?" Ella asked, looking over to me and noticing how I clutched my phone in one hand and gripped the kitchen counter with the other, "Leo?"

We stand on the exposed outcrop and behold, there is the hybrid alpha, one arm hanging limp at his side, the other braced against a blackened pine. Moonlight shows the dark stain spreading across his ribs. “I told you this isn’t a trap. Ha!” I happily exclaim, telling Luke. We move closer to him and I see his breathing stay ragged. The tremor in his left leg showed. “Where is Justin?” Luke proceeded to ask the Alpha. “Who cares?” I pushed him back, away from the Alpha. “She will come to us whenever she likes. Let me get what’s mine.” I look at the Alpha, he’s breathing low, shallow, and careful. Perfect.

the man asked again. “Lucien Hart.” Lucien answered. I tugged at his sleeves, silently asking him what he was up to. “Relax, everything is under my control. He is the person behind the mysterious organization who was controlling Marcus into kidnapping innocent wolves.” His voice came through my head and I was shocked at his words. “Lucien Hart?” the man asked. He fell silent as if he was trying to remember something. “Ooh, so it is you. Then I guess you should know what I am talking about, right? Has your little plaything become a pile of dry bones already?” the man asked in a taunting voice.