Luxa Gregor The Overlander Novels & Stories

It meant dinner was soon going to be ready. "How's Henry?" "Healthier as the days go by. He's a strong child," "And he's growing really fast. This afternoon, while cleaning, Geneva was playing with him. Did you know he started laughing? He's just two months old and he's starting to laugh? That's really amazing," Lillith smiled. "Of course. He's a werewolf. That's what to expect." To that, Regan stopped walking and stood before Liliith who also stopped in confusion. "Do you know who the father is?"

“I say this with full respect for the order you put in place, Your Majesty, but the pack needs a Luna who is present and genuinely committed. “Hailey saved my life during a patrol some months ago. She nursed me through three days of wolfsbane poisoning without leaving my side once. She is my fated mate and she is everything a Luna should be. I am asking for your blessing to make her mine officially.” I sat completely still. I turned and looked at Luca with an expression I kept completely neutral while internally I was genuinely impressed by the audacity of the man. He stood in my bedroom this morning accusing me of scheming and now he was sitting at the King’s table running a scheme so polis

The castle was turning itself inside out around me, piece by piece. Horns on the outer walls. Boots on every stair. Through her window I watched the grounds bloom with shifted lycans, dozens of them, then hundreds, fur of every color pouring across the dark lawns with their noses down, and dragon fire swept the northern sky in long, searching ribbons where Squall hunted the empty stars. Asta and Toga went over the terrace rail without bothering with doors. Somewhere below, Finn’s voice had gone cold and was herding the crowned heads of the world into one guarded hall with a courtesy that promised consequences, while Ivan and Anton took the gates apart wagon by wagon.

I’m sorry to hear that, but don’t worry, our pack will treat you well. 'Thank you. I feel overwhelmed to suddenly become a Luna after being a slave my whole life. ‘I sense you have a good heart, so I know you will be a good Luna.’ ‘Thank you, Bella,’ I smile. Alpha Maximus I approach Alpha Greg and Alpha Dan.

The scenario turned awkward, and the tension built just watching it unfold. “Did I ask something wrong?” “No,” he answered. “I lead them like an alpha, but I'm not an alpha. In the early days when the curse began in families, some had crescent moons as their mark. The alphas get a full moon. That hasn't happened in over ten generations.” “But wolves still need a leader,” Orion chipped in. “That's why Mr Franklin, being the one with more experience, is doing that for us.” “Are we done lecturing the newbie so we can get back to business at hand?” Cameron spoke impatiently.

facing him eye to eye until I felt pain in my bite marks. I held my back and was almost bending my knees when Rozen caught me in his arms. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked, concerned. "Yeah." I lied, because the more the man looked at me the more the pain in my back killed me. "It's finally nice to meet you, Ms. Klay Rose Green." The man handed his hand to me. "I am the current lycan king."

His skill in battle helped him become well-known, and at the mercy of the Moon Goddess, he became the respected leader to protect the rights and freedoms of his people after the long ordeals and battles. His journey to becoming the formidable lycan king he was today was marked by transformation and trials. Once a young and impulsive warrior seeking glory in battle, his path shifted when he encountered a wise and influential lycan elder who recognized his potential. Guided by his mentor, he began to develop the qualities of leadership and diplomacy, ultimately earning a place as a trusted advisor to the king.

Her gaze landed on a tall, enigmatic figure standing in the shadows, his piercing green eyes seeming to bore straight into her soul. "Show yourself!" Lyra demanded, clenching her fists at her sides. The figure stepped forward, revealing a lean, muscular build cloaked in dark, mysterious clothing. His jet-black hair was styled in an edgy, tousled way, framing his striking features. "I am Xander," he said, his tone cold and unyielding. "This land is not meant for outsiders." Just as Lyra was about to protest, another voice chimed in, soothing and melodious. "Now, now, let's not be hasty," the voice said.

The way she said Gregor's name so casually made Kat clench her fists. "I'm not going to lie, I would hate if you ended up with him," Edeline continued, moving over to Amicus. "This young one is rare. A healer. His cloak can store weapons without feeling heavy too. Quite fascinating. The female controls light." She lifted Thisbe's limp arm. "Not as rare as the two, but definitely strong. As for the twins and the beefy Hellborn, they're quite standard."

Mia was treated like dirt by her own wolf pack from the day she was born. People called her a StillBlood because her wolf never woke up and she had no power at all. They mocked her, beat her, and treated her worse than a stray dog. Her only way out of that living hell was a forced marriage to a fallen alpha whose scars ran deeper than flesh. Alexander was once a man of legendary strength and a fierce warrior who led his pack with honor. Now he was just a shadow, crippled and cast aside by the very people he bled to protect. Alexander saw Mia as nothing more than another chain binding him down and another curse dumped on his broken life. However, fate had a cruel and strange sense of humor. T