Rottmnt Future Leo Novels & Stories

Riverland farmers were successfully planting new foods, the Black Summit army was reconstructing the outer walls, and the packs were more united than ever before. I stood in the royal nursery, smiling at Dante sitting comfortably on the cushy rug. The terrifying Alpha King was actually smiling at a four-month-old Prince Leo, letting his little mindless mouth gnaw on his thumb. Leo‘s mismatched eyes, one gold and one violet, gleamed with unknowing merriment. “He‘s going to get his fangs early,” Dante winced with a small smile as Leo bit down unexpectedly hard. “He‘s a royal hybrid," I chuckled, resting my back on the doorframe. “Doctor Evans mentioned something about him starting to walk soon

My muscles tensed, ready to bolt, but a strange paralysis held me. He stepped fully into the light, and recognition hit me like a physical blow. Leo. One of my brighter students, quiet in class but with eyes that held an unnerving depth. He was seventeen, impossibly young, yet his gaze held a maturity that belied his years. His dark hair fell across his brow, and his lean frame seemed to carry an almost unsettling stillness. "I’m Leo, Ms. Reed," he said, his voice surprisingly calm, steady. No panic. No apology. Just a quiet assertion.

Dear future me, New York is not as big as we thought. Our sex-god showed up, apparently knowing Leo really well. He knew what I liked drink, and even rescued me from the security at the club. I am not sure how, but he managed to make sex even better than last time. My body is still sore all over from our encounter, but I don’t regret it one bit. The only regret I have is that Leo saw me naked. Why the hell did he just come into Lucas’ room without knocking? Do they live together? How’d he get into the apartment?

Just his voice and face is enough to make a shiver of fear run down my spine. This guy is crazy, but we need to keep him engaged without getting ourselves killed in the process. I have to speak the way he wanna be spoken to because right now he has the upper hand, it won’t be wise to act recklessly. “Alright let me introduced myself I’m Leo and I want to take over Dimitri Black’s pack!” He introduced himself in the same sickly happy voice. I gasped and looked at Jacob who looked in pain and shock. Now we have another problem to be taken care of.

“Tomorrow’s special Redemption Season livestream event will officially feature Leo Thorne’s Romantic Weekend Getaway.” I froze. Across from me, Leo looked equally blindsided. “What?” we said simultaneously. The speakers crackled again. “Fans will finally get an intimate look at Northridge’s favorite couple as they escape campus pressure for an unforgettable weekend together.” Leo slowly turned toward me.I stared back at him in horror. “Oh, absolutely not.”

“Who is this?” Leo looked up at him with a small smile. “Mummy!” he declared proudly with a smile. It was the brightest Cal had ever seen the boy smile. Cal froze. Autumn Grant. He looked at Leo with a serious expression. “That’s Autumn Grant, Leo. She is not your mother." Leo frowned and shook his head. “Autumn Mummy,” he insisted stubbornly, folding his arms across his chest. “She is not your mother,” Cal insisted with a stern voice.

He looked up at me, his eyes widening in surprise. "Hey," I said, my voice filled with nervousness. "I... I wanted to talk to you." Leo’s expression softened as he motioned for me to come closer. "I've been thinking a lot," I began, my voice shaky. "And I realised that tomorrow is never guaranteed. I’ve been letting fear get in the way of every decision I’ve made since becoming Alpha. But I don't want to do that anymore.”

It was a speed-type ability, and based on how fast he had just covered the distance, his agility stats were terrifyingly high. He didn't pose aggressively, but his sudden proximity made RJ's hand twitch toward her weapon. The man started to speak, his voice slow and shaky, contrasting heavily with his explosive physical movement. "Sorry," he rasped, struggling to string the words together. "Aunt... not well. Name Leo." He spoke slowly, as if the physical act of forming words was incredibly hard for him. Joanna blinked, processing the fact that this lanky, shirtless guy was essentially a high-speed anomaly who used household utensils for zombie crowd control.

I feel our tail wag again. "My name's Leonder, but my friends call my Leo" He starts rubbing the sides of our face. There's nothing in his eyes but adoration and contentment as he stares into Honour's dark blue eyes. He glances back over at his jeep, it's still running and the driver side door is wide open towards the road.

Jaden shouted, holding up a tortilla stuffed with purple cabbage. "It’s very fierce," Rose laughed. Leo sat down across from her, looking slightly winded but genuinely happy. "He’s fast. Where does he get that energy?" "He gets the speed from me," Rose said, her expression softening. "But the stubbornness? That’s all Robinson DNA." Leo’s smile faded slightly. "I hope that’s the only part of the Robinson legacy he keeps." Just as Rose was about to respond, Leo’s pocket vibrated. He frowned, pulling out his encrypted work phone. He usually ignored it on weekends, but this was a priority alert from his CTO, Marcus.