Talon Novels & Stories

“Can I ask you something else? You don’t have a mate… or a wife? I see Alpha Xavier with Luna Aliyah, and Caden with his mate. But you…” Talon’s expression softened. “Let’s just say I have not found my mate yet. It is tradition for us. Some wolves go through the mating rituals and still wait. I have been patient.” “I’m sorry,” I said automatically. He smiled. “You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t even have time for women and their drama most days.” I laughed before I could stop myself. “What do you mean by ‘women and their drama’?” Talon grinned. “You people definitely bring drama. I see how Caden deals with his mate, and how Xav

It displayed two colored streaks of lightning circling the globe where one was blue and the other red. Carter pointed to the red one. "This is the new trace we got from the original speedrealm energy which has been reacting at unstable level unlike the normal speedrealm energy." "So, what does this have to do with the 'speedster killer' ?" "I'm getting to that." Carter went on.

He would make an example of the very unfortunate fool. Yes, silver was a common instrument of torture that most alphas employed to deal with the worst of rogues and criminals, Lucas included. But to use it intravenously and coupled with wolfbane? That was the cruelest of cruel. If an alpha did such, he would be stripped of his title or even killed, depending on who he happened to offend with his actions. This time, it was Lucas who happened to be offended and any alpha with a bit of sense would disappear from the face of the Earth. Which was another reason why Lucas decided to keep his mate's arrival a secret. Let it be known to his pack and to the other packs the circumstances of her arriva

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

It was 12:06pm, the sun had almost peaked. “Close your eyes,” Dad said, “Feel the Goddesses.” I followed his command and tilted my head back, the heat of the sun falling on my face. “I, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, grant my full power and authority to my son, Cato Loren, when the sun reaches its solar noon on his seventeenth birthday.” Now it was my line. We’d rehearsed this dozens of times. “And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.”

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

I expected him to look sad, but there was a certain fire burning behind his eyes. "You have no idea," he said. "Well please enlighten me," I quipped. "We're not going anywhere anytime soon." I lifted my arm and gestured to the tubes connecting us. "This isn't what you think it is," he said. I looked at him, waiting for the answer he was dancing around. "Lycanthropes live in packs. They have leaders known as Betas, who answer to me, the Alpha." "And... I trailed off, clearly not seeing his point.

She nearly rolled her eyes but stayed silent—she had no interest in looking anyway. "I'm sorry," the man rushed out, voice trembling. "I caught the scent of a human and didn't realise she was with you." Orion frowned. He hadn't masked his scent or pheromones, and yet this warrior had been unable to recognise him. That could only mean one thing: whatever Malcolm had injected him with was suppressing his scent. The question was, for how long? "What's your name, warrior?" he asked, voice hard. The Lycan shifted uneasily on his feet. "My name is Vega, Alpha."

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

tall figure, all four of them hold those two injured men’s from their both hands, it was dark outside but there were many street light which were giving me clear view of that tall figure who stood above them, he was around 6’feet tall, with broad and muscular shoulder, I can clearly tell that by looking at muscles that were popping out of his short sleeve black cotton fitted shirt, his caramel tanned skin was complimenting his shirt color, he had shoulder length dark brownish black hairs which were loosely gelled, from side I could see he had a very sharp jaw line with thick beard and moustache, he was wearing deep blue colored denim and a Mojdi beneath that (Traditional Indian foot wear) j