The 100 Commander Lexa Novels & Stories

Alexandra says with a smile which didn't meet the eye. "You don't have to, just stop making noise, it's that easy!" Karis smiles. Meanwhile, Alexandra pauses and gives her a funny look. "Whose room is this?" Alexandra asks in a serious tone. "It's yours!" Karis responds. Alexandra raises her hands in surrender. "Okay. Forget it, just let me your phone!" Alexandra says trying her best to sound polite. "I can't!" "Why?" Alexandra asks, obviously surprised. "I was instructed not to lend my phone to you!"

“The Luna wants to tell you something." "Alright alpha." The commander bowed and faced the Luna. He was shaking already, as he remembered that the Luna had threatened to put him in jail. “Here I am Luna." "Commander, I want to apologize to you for my rude behavior." Alexia said and the commander opened his mouth widely.

They looked expensive. "I hope I didn't startle you. It happens all the time," he continued. Lowering myself onto one of the chairs in Denzel's study, I fixed my stare on him. "Will you go straight to the point now?" I asked, and he nodded. "A prophecy has reached me. It is a prophecy for you, your Highness. Lucas Fynnian, the one whom you rejected, has been possessed by the spirit of vengeance and maddening bloodlust. He plans to destroy every werewolf on this planet, using his recently acquired powers," he began.

“I don’t understand. Explain more.” “Only the commanders of stealth have these symbols. It’s one only they could fully understand. These commanders scattered all around Lunaria, sharing information about themselves. One is Billy Scott of FangBorn pack. He was named minister of secret affairs of the pack. The second commander of stealth was Late Minister Elais.” “Only two?” I asked him, intrigued. He shook his head, gesturing the number ‘three’. “They’re three. The last commander of stealth is Ember Mayweather from the RedClaw pack.”

Luna turned. Prince Cassian approached with two warriors beside him. One was a tall woman with braided silver hair and sharp green eyes. The other was a broad-shouldered man carrying a massive axe across his back. Cassian gestured toward them. “These are two of my most trusted commanders.” He pointed to the woman. “Commander Lyra.” Lyra gave Luna a respectful nod. “And this,” Cassian continued, “is Commander Torren.” Torren grinned. “Nice to finally meet the Moonbearer.”

He asked mockingly. "I’m Jaxon Steele," I replied, letting the weight of my name hang in the air. "Owner of Steele Corporation. And that man you left bleeding on the sidewalk is my employee." The three exchanged uneasy glances, but their leader quickly recovered, laughing derisively. "Big man, huh? Well, guess what, Mr. Steele? We don’t care who you are. Hand over your wallet, or we’ll take you down just like we did your little friend." They started to advance, their movements slow and calculated.

I called out as a thick wave of fog rolled between us, hiding his body from my view so that only his hard reddened eyes flashed in the darkness. The sarcasm in my tone was impossible to miss, and I felt the Commander’s rage flare like a cesspit of steaming hot shit. The tension straining between us was so thick that I could have reached out to grope it in the darkness. “You should not have come here, Laziel Brahm. This is where you die,” the Commander’s voice was closer when he spoke, making adrenaline burst in my veins and fly straight to my head. Every nerve in my body became synchronized as I cut down the wolves leaping at me from the shadows before they even had a chance to get close.

The silence was absolute. "Vanguard, spread out," Leo commanded, his voice a deep and resonant rumble that mirrored his father’s authority. He moved forward with Julian at his side, the charcoal grey warrior and the silver-veined Resonant commander acting as the tip of our spear. They moved into the first row of buildings, their senses pushed to the absolute limit.

He was Owen Hudson, the Commander-in-Chief of the Joverton City military base, who was often seen on the news. She immediately plastered a smile on her face and hurried forward. "Commander Hudson! It is truly such an honor for us that you've graced us with your presence. My apologies for not welcoming you properly. I'm Eva Fuller of Fuller Group—" Commander Hudson didn't even spare her a glance as he walked straight up to me. When he saw my heavily wounded body, the graves that had been torn down, and Lucy, who trembled behind me, his eyes filled with fury.