Luxa Gregor The Overlander Novels & Stories

But the niggling doubt was driving me mad. “Poor little clone,” Felicia whispered into my mind, “do you really think he'll still love you when he knows what you are?” “Yes!” I snapped. “You don't know him. He doesn't care about that.” “Oh don't I?" she laughed derisively. “Gregor, the last of the keepers, failed assassin, and traitor to the crown.” “Why do you call him a traitor?” I asked. “He has done nothing but work to put the rightful heir back on the Lobotian throne.”

I sighed then proceeded to sit on the table, the comfy chairs would lull me to sleep as tired as I was. I found the two doctors staring at me like I was some sort of an overgrown beetle or some sort of a cure to a certain untreatable disease, maybe it was the blood on my shirt surprising them. I was just about to snap at them that it was unprofessional of them but then I remembered, I didn't have my glasses on. My eyes were the magnet that attracted their gazes. My shoulders hunched when I recalled the glasses being broken earlier. " You must be Michael Marcus" one of them faked a smile and said. The other one who had an overgrown mustache like he was from London was still gazing at me with

In the palace's huge meeting room was the king, his officials and the elders, sitting around a huge table which had stacks of written books on them. The situation at hand was pretty serious that it had everyone, in their serious mindedness thinking about the solution to tackle with. It was a matter about the rouges that had been disturbing the peace, of both wolves and elves in the village consistently. "Are those rouges not wolves that lost their identity, and have either been kicked out of their pack or left on their own free will?" One of the official, Lucia asked. She was an half wolf and half elf, but she had more of the elf blood running through her veins.

It seemed to possess a magical power that could dispel many troublesome thoughts. Halfway through the cigarette, Luna came out from inside and hugged him from behind. “Hubby, what’s on your mind? Is something bothering you?” Andrius took a deep drag and extinguished the cigarette. Then, he spoke slowly, “I experienced a lot on this trip to Flandom.” He recounted everything, including Alexander’s family, Margerina and Katalina, the Pontiff, and Insect Ruler who appeared at the end. Then, he talked about the master of the Shrouded Gate.

I lived through this, and even though I don't remember, I somehow survived. Gregor scoffs, his voice sharp and grating. He turns to Russell, who’s already starting to heal, the cuts and bruises on his face fading like they were never there. “This worthless wolf managed to beat the hell out of you,” Gregor sneers, his lips curling in disgust. Russell stays silent, his eyes fixed on the floor like it’s the most interesting thing in the room. Gregor shakes his head, a humorless laugh slipping out. “But then again, I shouldn’t be surprised.” He looks down at my wolf, his gaze cold and calculating. “She’s Atlas and Artemis’s bastard."

Alice told Lucas in a more serious tone. Lucas looked at the glass of wine in his hand. “Gregor was an old friend of mine … and the best one of King Letholdus before. We’ve been through battles and wars together … shoulder to shoulder we did everything we could for the crown. However, on the other side, I cannot afford to risk the safety of my team. You all know it is but another trap the Frostguarde has set for us.” “But, Boss,” Alice said while rubbing her hand on Arth’s back. “We can’t just let them execute him in public only because his son is one of the rebels.”

"Your Luna? Just a few weeks ago you were mocking her for being a human and now she's your Luna?" "We were mistaken. We didn't know that she was ours, a gift from the Moon Goddess herself. We are sorry and we deserve punishment," She sent through the mind-link as he shifted to have another peek at them, watching the little runt sit down and hold his mate in her arms as she let out another few small sobs here and there, his warriors flanking them in a rather protective way as they sat down too. "Yes, you do. And if you ever make her cry like this again I will personally ensure that you suffer. Badly," He told them with a cold and authoritative tone, immediately receiving the answer,

My eyes widened, and I sucked in a sharp breath. He might’ve just been a human, but he had Paragons at his disposal. At least, he’d had me. He had taken my blood and paralyzed me, made alliances through letting other species rape me until they were pleased. He had used me to advance his position in the world, and he wasn’t even my real father. “He’s coming to bloodmoon with an army of warriors that are stronger than everyone else,” Gregor said. “I don’t know what that means, but it’s what I found.”

"You escaped?" "I'm resourceful when motivated. And I have motivation. Darius has broken many laws against pack traditions and hierarchy." "So I've heard. Claiming a servant as his luna. Quite scandalous." Gregor sipped his whiskey. “I don’t understand why I care about any of this, except that I do.” "Because today the one becoming Luna is a servant. The next day, it's omegas fighting for the same status as nobles. This kind of thing is contagious, Gregor. If we don’t halt it now, pack buildings everywhere will fall.”

Gage said. I didn't touch the mug. I sat frozen in the deep leather armchair, staring straight into the dancing flames of the fireplace. The heat blasted against my skin, but I felt freezing cold from the inside out. Kori was preparing for a full-scale war. And this rogue mage, Luca, was actually Tola’ son. The pieces were spinning around in my head, but they didn't fit yet. I needed to know where the forbidden land was. Then it hit me. A sharp, vicious thought struck my mind like a whip.