Luxa Gregor The Overlander Novels & Stories

“You are both enjoying this.” “No one enjoys treating someone who refuses sense,” Elara said. Kylian approached after sending new search orders. “We cannot bring Horace back to the pack house.” Modric nodded. “Gregor will learn he survived.” “He may already know.” “Then we move him somewhere Gregor cannot reach.” “Mooncrest,” I said. Modric looked toward me. “My father has a protected recovery estate near the southern hills. Few Ironclaw officials know it exists.” Kylian considered it.

The third, a rookie named Gregor, had blood seeping through the bandage on his palm, but seemed secretly delighted by the emergency. Lyra looked around, feigning confusion. “Weird. I thought Marcus was here.” Carolina eyed her sideways. “If this was the emergency, why the secrecy?” “It’s not secrecy,” Lyra said, “it’s chain of command. You know how it is.” She smiled, and it was almost pretty except for the way her teeth pressed too sharp. Carolina did know. She also knew an ambush when she saw it. She left Xander to supervise Gregor, then pulled Lyra aside near the tool shed. The air between them snapped with unspoken history.

"Elara stays involved. She's the mother of my heir. End of discussion." But the elders kept pushing, talking about tradition and bloodlines and how a "clean" Luna would strengthen the pack. I sat there listening to them debate me like I wasn't in the room, and another flash hit me mid-sentence from one of them. Me overhearing Silas and his father in this same room months ago, talking about breeding the rogue blood out of future pups. Making sure the heir came out "pure warrior stock." My stomach turned.

The dirty ghoul laughed very hard, before his eyes turned green “Don't worry about it, I will return from the Werewolf Kingdom carrying the head of Alpha Lucian, I will take revenge and make my master proud.” He said while laughing evilly, before moving with steps that shook the entire office, leaving the place before he turned back and said: “Come on, you have to get ready to clear your desk for me.” His smile widened as he said with extreme sarcasm "Farewell, great first commander." As soon as the ogre left the office, a black shadow with a yellow mark appeared on his forehead, flying through the air. It was different from the rest of the shadows serving Aragon.

He replied, walking to the center of the stage. When he got to the stage, he looked around, took a deep breath, not bothering to stare at the elders, as I had instructed him before he began. “I am Loic summer and I made the report to the Lycan king.” Whispers. “My father, Theo summer, was a great friend of the Luna’s father.” He gestured towards me. “Both men who fought for the truth. A fight which eventually led to their deaths at the hands of some unscrupulous people who wanted to soil the customs of our Being.”

Especially Lamia who is taller than the average she-wolf at about five foot ten. “Good see you too King, it’s good to be home.” I take his outstretched hand giving it a firm shake when I remember Gregorio is behind me. “This is Greg, he is from Andora and traveled with me to Cambiador where we left my friend Tristan with Tawny.

"And then I will be with Lance as his new Luna. Remember he was supposed to be the alpha from the start." I managed to free herself, landing a solid punch to Greg's jaw. He stumbled back, his eyes never leaving my face. With a fierce battle cry, he charged at me again, tackling her to the ground. We rolled, our bodies thrashing against the earth. Luciana watched in horror, her body weakening from the poison's effects. She tried to scream, but her voice was barely audible. Greg fought with so much ferocity like a rogue, his movements lightning-fast. Greg's superior strength began to gain the upper hand, pinning me to the ground.

Despite his injuries, Gregor remained determined to prove himself. With unwavering determination, Gregor elevated his cultivation status once again to supreme grand martial, his attacks becoming more frenzied. However, his efforts were met with Alexander's mastery as he effortlessly countered each blow. Witnessing Gregor's transformation, the onlookers were astounded. Breaking through two major cultivation status within an hour was unprecedented. Concerned for her brother's well-being, Xyla rushed to Gregor's side. Alexander reassured her, attributing Gregor's condition to exhaustion.

, Gregor explains, looking me over. "But, I am your son's mate, so if you truly care about him, you wouldn't do anything to mess that up because I guarantee if you harm me or kidnap me, he will kill you with no remorse," I tell him hoping that works. "HAHA!" Gregor laughs in my face. "You think I care about him. That is cute. I was talking about Alaric," His says as his eyes bore a hole through me. "Alaric was crazy, he tried to kill me, and Malachi did what he had to," I say, hoping someone would come looking for me. "I see what Alaric saw in you, your special, and would make a proper Luna. The way you tackled me into the hall shows how ruthless you are, and I need a good woman by my side",

He growled as he poured another glass of champagne. "Hicarus!" He called his Gamma and his voice echoed around the massive room. "I'm here Alpha Gregor. What do you need?" Hicarus asked as he quickly went toward his master. "Tell to our hunters and armies to spread nightmare this coming night! Everywhere! Kill those who will interfere our plan!" Gregor shouted but Hicarus was still standing. Thud! The glass of wine scattered on the floor when Gregor threw it badly. "Why you are not moving idiot! Go and do whatever I want!" Gregor shouted angrily but his Gamma stayed calmed and polite.