Rock Lee Novels & Stories

M, 2nd Day ◣━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◢ After reading the game's notification about Spencer's death, Maeve and I glanced at each other, eyes wide, adrenaline spiking as the realization set in. "Leo..." I uttered his name with dread. Leo. Our dear friend Leo, the only one of us not by our side at that very moment, was on the same team as Spencer. The Scarlet Ravens consisted of only three players — all boys. Leo wielded a sword as the Swordsman, Spencer a bow and arrow as the team's Archer like myself, and the last member a scalpel chain as the Chainblader.

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

Thomas introduces the beta and she waves shyly. “Reina” Logan says looking her over causing all the females giggle except Mila who has a disgusted expression. “Excuse my Beta manners Reina, you seem to have shocked him. His name is Logan.” Taylor says and chuckles. "Hi Logan" Reina says with a smile. She is pretty, average height, curly blonde hair and bright purple eyes, but my Riah is still the prettiest woman in this world. "Hi" Logan says with a blush.

But I had to admit, this was the last thing that I expected to encounter. “Lea, you are going to have to cover his wound. The pack doctor is on her way here. It would be a little harder to drive HIM in this state, and if need brings to it, you are drinking vampire blood.” Mario said, stopping me and Lea from what he saw as an argument that was threatening to happen. “I am not going to drink…”

“But we can’t! We’ll be exposing ourselves. If they find out we’re here—” “We’re not leaving a child to suffer! Not when we can help!” he replied fiercely. Tears streamed down Aqua’s cheeks as she witnessed her mother’s resolve begin to crack. “We can’t fight them alone, Leon. It’s too dangerous!” As the figures continued their dark ritual, Aqua felt her mother’s fear and her father’s determination intertwining, creating a tempest of emotion that resonated deep within her. Just when Aqua thought they would intervene, the scene shifted again.

I had never seen so many rogues together in such a well-organized camp. He invited me to his tent and offered me something to dress, eat, and drink. I accepted and sat at the table with him and his right-hand man. - Who are you? - I asked. - I'm the true heir of the Lycon Moon Pack. Jack, the father of the current alpha, killed my father when I was very young and threw me out. I swore I'd come back for revenge. Twelve years ago, I tried to win back Lycon Moon with the help of all these wronged rogues, but we were defeated. They are so cruel that, when they saw that one of the warriors identified me as the true alfa, they killed her. I think her name was Mary.

Nixon- ~~~~~~~One year later~~~~~~~ “When your opponent comes at you low, it leaves them open for your wolf to attack them from high” Luca calls over the grunts of the sparing teams “When your opponent comes in low it leaves their neck and spine exposed” I stand by as he moves around the mats correcting stances. “What do you think” he asks me as he approaches. “Justine Wilkins is favoring her left knee more then she was yesterday, send her to the doc and get her checked out.”

In the center of the plaza, Leo was fighting. He wasn't glowing. He was moving like a blur of shadows. He spun the staff. Crack. Crack. Crack. He fought with a terrifying precision. Every strike hit a joint. A knee. An elbow. A neck. He was disassembling them. He ducked a bone sword, swept the leg of the attacker, and drove the end of the staff into its chest. "Behind you!" Damian shouted, shooting a Hollow Man that was dropping from a lamp post toward Leo.

I didn’t even bother with a shirt. He was waiting in the foyer like he owned the place. Tall. Arrogant. Wearing a smug smirk and a black suit, his dark hair slicked back like he was walking into a boardroom rather than enemy territory. “Alpha Lockwood,” he greeted, his tone mocking. “Always a pleasure.” “Get to the point,” I snapped, stepping closer, my fists clenched. He raised a brow, pretending to be unfazed. “Just came to check on your father. Heard about the unfortunate... accident.”

Leo was labeled cruel, stone- heart, deadly - yeah, he can be this sometimes but with an enemy. As much as Leo didn't give a fuck how his people saw him, it still didn't erase the fact that he sometimes wished that they could see him as his true self. But then, you just can’t prove anything to people who already have hatred for you. Nothing about you would ever make sense to them. I arrived at the compound of the club, wheeling in like a fuckinh dick head. The club was already running. Whatever I was gonna do, shouldn't fucking affect the customers. Picking up my silver whip from the backseat of the car, I jumped out of the car.