Luxa Gregor The Overlander Novels & Stories

The path to the Eclipsed Lands was treacherous, but the Ruins of the First Moon lay beyond them—and with it, the truth she had been seeking. Aedric turned to Gregor. “Are the warriors ready?” Gregor nodded. “They await your command.” His dark eyes flickered to Lillian. “If we do this, we may not return.” Lillian met his gaze, steady. “Then we don’t fail.” Aedric smirked, pride flashing in his golden eyes. “Mount up. We ride now.” The Lycans obeyed without question. Warhorses and massive direwolves were prepared for the journey ahead. Aedric swung onto his black warhorse, the beast shifting beneath him with eager energy.

In less than three days, reports came in one after the other from all over Novemton. After War Legate Draco overthrew Internal Affairs, a chain reaction seemed to take effect as the outlanders left Navia's territories. On that day, news flew throughout the land. Novemton News reported, "We bring excellent news. Gorgonshire's battle warrior Lucas is currently rushing to the eastern border, leading a group of men to stop the rogues. Luposia's general has thrown down his equipment and retreated from Novemton."

Ethan frowned. “And this Overlord just… woke up tonight?” Lucian finally spoke. “Yes.” His tone was far more serious than usual. “And that’s very bad news.” Raven crossed her arms. “Explain.” Lucian exhaled slowly. “The Overlord is older than the Alpha Kings.” Ethan blinked. “Older?” Lucian nodded. “He is the ruler of the creatures from the other realm.” Hayes added quietly, “The first king of monsters.” Ethan stared at them.

Her expression was filled with deep remorse as she hesitated before gently running her finger along the mark on the side of my neck. … "We'll find a way to overcome this. I will find a solution to our situation, but for now, I kindly ask you to keep your distance from me. Be cautious, Alaya. I believe I have a greater capacity for thought than Xandriel. Luca possesses an immense amount of power that surpasses Xandriel's wildest imagination. I need to exercise caution in how I approach this situation. Luca seems to possess a level of wildness that surpasses any wolf I've encountered. Despite Alexander's undeniable capabilities, he also possessed a sense of boundaries and etiquette."

Others just stared. Then Luka appeared. He was taller than Riley remembered, lean and tattooed, with wild brown hair and a grin that never quite reached his eyes. Luka had been a rogue for most of his life, cast out for breaking the Moon Pact years ago. He ran the Underground like a kingdom without rules. “Well, if it isn’t the wolf girl who broke my nose,” he said with a lopsided grin. Riley smirked. “Still crooked, I see.” He laughed, then eyed Jaxon. “And the Alpha prince himself. What brings royalty to my den of misfits?”

Above, the Blood Moon flickered and for a moment, it was just a moon again. The mill was silent, a broken old building. Liora swayed, drained, the glow on her forehead faded, she had won, not with weapons, but with deep healing. But then a figure sprang from the dark. Gregor, broken in mind, wild-eyed and he held a jagged wood shard. “You! You stole everything, my power, my son, my world!” He pushed the shard deep into Liora’s back. She cried out and dropped to her knees, the last sound she heard was Ash’s roar

“What is the meaning of this, Alpha Gregor?” Gregor's icy blue eyes turned to me then went over my shoulders to where Darius sat. “The guards at the border informed me of something so I came to inform you, my King, that harboring a traitor—the traitor wanted across lycara—is an act of betrayal against our people,” Gregor said, voice dark. “And I will not stand for it.” Xander's lips curled slightly at the audacity of Gregor. “You will not stand for it?”

I’ve seen what happens when power goes unchecked. I hear the door creak open again. Gregor steps in, this time looking less like the messenger and more like a man with a purpose. “You need to hear this,” he says, his voice tight with urgency. “What is it?” I ask, turning to face him. I know it’s bad news—the tone in his voice says it all. Gregor steps closer, his gaze flitting nervously over the room. “I’ve been watching Luca. The man’s a nightmare. But worse than that—he’s got alliances. People who owe him favors. And he’s been making moves, Master. Big ones.”

I shook my wine glass and said indifferently, "As soon as I came back, you tried every means possible to get me out of here. I always thought that you were afraid that I would take your position as heir, but I realize now that it wasn't that at all..." I turned my head and stared into Melany's eyes. She was clearly a little uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, Melany stared at me and said through clenched teeth, "Didn't you come back this time just to take away everything I have now? I won't back down..." When I heard that, I just felt ridiculous and laughed. I put my glass down and looked toward her without fear, choking her. My voice was as cold as ice. "Being an Eclipse heir is almost n

LUCIAN I had a raging headache that was about to burst through my head. I'd been in this seat for almost ten hours, from one meeting to another and I'd been talking and talking and it felt like it would never end. With the recent actions of the Argan Cult, I had no other choice but to start thinking of ways to protect my wolves. “So what are we going to do if we can't fight them with weapons?” “We have to ask for help from the witches, Alpha. We can't do this on our own."