Shane On Walking Dead Novels & Stories

“Do what you need to do, love. I’ll wait here.” As I walk over, Shane rises to his feet. But the second he releases Bree, she struggles to get up. Before anyone can say or do anything, Shane turns to snarl at her. “Don’t move.” When she stills, he turns back to me. I stop a few feet away from him, and for the first time, note the strain around his eyes and mouth. He looks exhausted, and when he goes back to the Dacre pack, his work hasn’t even begun yet. And he has to do it alongside a Luna who killed his father.

before walking out of the room. "Lorenz no ...Lorenz please!!" I wailed, trying to get up from the ground and run after him to make him understand but got kicked back down. "It would've been better if you just agreed to abort the baby Angela" Shane said, stalking toward me with a sickening smile on his face and crouched down in front of me. I flinched when he reached out his hand, making his smile widen in delight. He ran his fingers through my tangled hair before roughly pulling my head back with it.

Shane walked beside me, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, his gait casual but deliberate, like he was waiting for the right moment to say something. “Aurora,” he finally muttered, casting me a side glance, his lips twitching into something between a smirk and a frown. “I don’t think we should go any further.” He slowed his pace slightly, his gaze flicking toward the trees beyond the gardens, shadows stretching between their trunks as night crept in. “Caleb would skin me alive if he thought I was leading you into danger.” I stopped walking and turned to face him, crossing my arms over my chest. “Shane, I’m home.” My voice was steady, unwavering. “I’m not in any danger.”

The moment she turned around, Wallace arrived, with Shane right behind him. “Where’s Dulcie? How is she?” I pointed toward the hospital room, and Wallace shoved the door open without another word. A second later, Dulcie’s sobs rang out from inside. “Honey, our baby’s gone. What are we going to do?” Just as Shane was about to follow him in, I grabbed his arm. “Why are you here?” Caught off guard, he instantly looked uneasy. He swallowed hard. “I...” But before he could finish, Wallace came storming back toward me.

"It couldn't have been. Not if Mary was with them. Not if this parasite was already there. It knew they would die and it was going to take over a body. Taking over Mary’s would make the most sense. A child, who wouldn’t have any expectations. Whose strange behavior could be dismissed." Anton's jaw tightened. "We need to find out everything we can about this Korvax. How powerful he is. What he wants with you. Why he thinks you belong to him." His eyes glazed over slightly, and I knew he was receiving a mindlink. "Shane's out of the hospital," he said after a moment. "Already." "What?" I stood. "He shouldn't be walking around yet." Keanu rose with me, and we headed out together. Shane's wolf w

then he walked up to her. “Hi Mr. Shane Lockwood,” Shana forced herself to say instead of running into his arms and screaming ‘dad’. “What are you doing here?” Shane asked. Shana looked at the people behind him who were now looking at them, then she looked back at him, “are you busy?”

When a strong gust blew past, some of the smaller candles that weren't secured to the ground toppled over and rolled away. Shane was still oblivious to the mounting crisis unfolding before him. Wanting to support Valerie, he cheered and applauded her, shouting, "Look at the blazing fire, Mr. Paulson! Look at how the flames are reaching toward the sky! I'm sure that your ancestors will be able to feel your sincerity!"

The real challenge was keeping them in your hands. Everyone would be watching our resources like starving wolves. Without the strength to hold on to our supplies, we were as good as dead. Once the funeral ended, Sharon instantly dropped the grief-stricken act. A mocking smile curled at her lips, as if she were silently telling me that this time, in the apocalypse, she would be the one lounging around eating snacks and drinking soda while watching others struggle to survive. I remained expressionless, pretending not to notice the provocation in her eyes.

Seeing a new, unfamiliar number on the screen, I quickly realized it was my sister and swiped to answer. "Raegan! How are you holding up? How are things over there?" Ate Raine's voice flooded through the line, making my smile grow even wider. "Ate! Dominic and I are doing wonderfully here. What about you and the Lieutenant? How are you two?" I asked eagerly, pulling out a chair to sit down. "We’re doing well, Raegan. Matthew is currently working alongside his close friend to track down Ate Yolly. And guess what? She’s alive, and they’ve managed to establish contact with her."