Outcast By Lexi Ray Novels & Stories

Every Rogue was holding a gleaming silver blade in their hands. Rays of light streaming from the crowns of the trees glinted off the metal, sending chills down my spine. They didn't give me a chance to run, closing in from front and back, blocking every escape. "Claire! What are you doing?" I snarled. "Making you disappear, forever!" Claire's eyes burned with hatred as she edged closer with her blade. "Once you're gone, they'll come back to me!"

Thalia’s POV As the connection dissolves, a shimmering haze lifts from the circle, and one by one the wolves shift back into their human forms. The air feels lighter, but a quiet tension remains. Lycans, unlike ordinary wolves, retain their clothes through the change—a small comfort in the midst of chaos. I glance over at Blake, my heart heavy with regret. “I’m sorry, Blake,” I whisper, my voice trembling. “I tried. If the three goddesses cannot help her, then I can’t either.”

“I’m Troy, by the way. I served in the Marines with Brock. I’m a college professor, now.” “Oh, do you like it?” Lexi asked. “I do,” Troy said. “What do you do for a living, Lexi?” “I’m a travel blogger and fiction writer,” she answered. “Oh, what do you write?” the black woman asked with interest. “Well, I’m trying my hand at romance suspense,” Lexi said shyly. “I have a manuscript written, but I haven’t found an agent yet.” “How do you know, Brock?” another white man asked. He was standing next to the fireplace.

Jackson said, then he glared at me. “ Could someone cover the girl up while I do this?” Lexi asks. Melissa yanks the blanket of my bed and covers Mary and my dick. Lexi walks up to me but I notice something different about her. She is glowing bright white around her body but her eyes are deep blue. “ Razor, come forward.” Lexi says but it sounds like two voices. I don’t have a choice. Razor comes up front. “ Razor, my sweet wolf. I’m sorry. But I can’t stay with your human. I will miss you so much. I will ask the Goddess to reward you somehow. I hope in time you will get the happiness you deserve.” Lexi says letting her hurt come through. I feel tears running down my cheeks and know Razor’s

{Zed's Pov} "What? Do you have something to say?" Ryder asked, pleased while staring at me. I still hadn't said anything since Ryder introduced me to Lexi. "Why would he? He's just a bloody rogue-" Lexi replied quickly and i glared at her. Ryder did too and she quickly swallowed whatever more opinionated remarks she had. "No. What right do i have to say anything? I'm just a rogue,"I said and Ryder turned his frown towards him. Was that displeasure i saw on his face?

King Levi suddenly turned serious as he coldly stared at Slate, then, at her. “Someone escaped from the prison. I want to talk to you and warn you about it.” King Levi announced – causing her forehead to crease. “Who is it?” Denver suddenly interrupted them. She could feel him behind her, but she didn’t bother to look back at him. King Levi’s eyes were fixed on her, anyway, as if he were waiting for her reaction. “Lexi Lane.” Her lips instantly pursed together firmly as she heard that name. She gritted her teeth eventually, but to everyone’s surprise, a devilish and eerie smile escaped from her lips.

“What do you mean?” “He’s teasing you, Anne.” Cain stood and held out his hand. “Though you’re more than welcome to me, should you be interested.” He wriggled his eyebrows and then laughed. “Actually, Brad asked me to give you a massage tonight. He thought you might be sore after hiking up to Blackbird Lake. I’m the official masseur for Feral Passions, and tonight, gorgeous girl, now that I’m no longer starving, I will be at your service.”

The bond is like an invisible chain locked around my heart, now reminding me of the lonely nights I spent all by myself writhing in agony on my bed with my body craving a touch that was never mine to have. After Eliza accused me of trying to seduce Kieran, she married him, became his Luna, and I was cast out for “treason.” She even made sure I was flogged with barbed whips that scarred my back before I was exiled into the human world where I managed to survive as a waitress, scraping by and hiding my wolf under suppressants that dulled the pain of exile but never erased it. Now, I am back. Judy Hale. The forgotten omega.

"Especially not ones that have such heavy emotional ties. I just want to be left in peace. I've finally found someone who doesn't look at me like I'm a freak because I'm a tom omega. I never thought I'd find that outside of my homeland. Do you know how many toms I had to cast a memory charm on so that they forgot what they saw when we fucked? How many times I rutted a no-fur to try to pretend I was normal?" "Lexi will love you no less as the God of Chaos. Your Innehavre bond is strong. He will be by your side. And if you wish you can still operate from your bar. You don't have to have wild orgies to rule Chaos. Unless you want to."

Cassandra glared at him, but Fred just smirked back, his fingers lingering for a second before they both pushed inside, racing to be the first one to the counter. Inside, a woman with frizzy red hair in her late fifties looked up from a ledger, her eyes darting between the two of them. "Mr. Castile," the woman, Leslie, greeted Fred with a wide, glowing smile. It was clear he was a favorite. She then turned to Cassandra. "And Ms. Hale. You two arrived just in time. The shipment of ghost-orchids and silver-moss just came in this morning." "I'll buy them all," Cassandra said immediately, slapping her hand on the counter.