The Four Horsemen Laura Thalassa Novels & Stories

He couldn't express in words that he was an escapee, and the one who helped him reach the kingdom was from the other herd of enemies. Laura followed the troop of Sirens who began running towards the said shore. She had her gigantic wings take her towards the rocky shore. In a brief memory of how she had been crying over and over again over a person the night before, she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the person's cousin in the scene. She gasped, making other sirens aware of the threat. Spears made of thick seashells were pointed towards him. Laura landed right behind him, and the male turned around with his wavy, wet and black hair flowing with his movements.

Ben informed. The lady offered her hand out for a handshake, which we both obliged. “My name is Mary. Luna here at Howling Mountain. Please, come inside. I will take you to Leo.” She softly smiled and turned to walk back inside while grabbing the boy’s arm and yanking him along with her. She led us down a couple different halls before stopping in front of a set of French doors with a name plaque that read “Alpha Leo’s Office”. She knocked twice and then slowly opened the door and popped her head in.

I felt my body heating up, reacting to their presence, but my brows shot up. Why weren't they reacting? They seemed normal, almost like there was nothing stirring between us. “The moon goddess blessed you with a second chance mate,” Hazel clapped in excitement. “Tell me, is it the Alpha Kings or the Ash brothers?” Hazel leaned in, her ears perked up, and her eyes lit in anticipation. I shook my head. “Four of them,” I let it out. Hazel's lips fell open as her eyes went back to the brothers and then to me.

Aurora took a step back, but the sounds of hooves and paws behind her made her turn around. On the slope below, land creatures advanced: tigers the size of trucks, with golden eyes and gleaming fangs. There were also wolves with three tails and a kind of eyeless rhinoceros, guided by a hooded warrior. All mounted. All coming toward them. “If we don't get into Tron territory soon, we're dead.” Aurora blinked, confused. “Tron?! Are you making up words now?!” Thales cursed, grabbed her arm, and pulled her closer.

With that, I joined them followed by Damien, while Lord Marco and Sam stood at the corner to take cover. Lord Marco asked, “Who are they? Why did we stop? I thought they were coming for you.” Lyra said, I replied, “These… are the Blackthorne wolves. I don’t know how they are here.” Damien looked at Alura, and she gave him a reassuring nod. From the middle of the march, she stepped down from her horse, flanked by four other Betas, including Desmond. She walked towards us. She looked at Damien, a smile beaming across her face.

Tyler asked. “Alpha Ross. Look at the number plate.” I said. So Tyler told me to stay where I was and I sat down beside the house, leaning against it and Tyler snuck around the side of the house to see inside without anyone else seeing him. “Sadie. Alpha Ross isn’t here. But there are two men in suits talking to Theo and Hailey.” Tyler mind linked me. And he allowed me to see the two men through the link. “That’s Alpha Ross’ Beta and the other one is Leo. He’s the head warrior. He was always good to me.” I said.

His situation was rather frightening. “What about those two?” Tessa asked, referring to Theodora and Laura seated at a corner chained from the back. They needed to be disposed of on time and with great caution. Unlike Theodora who had connections and could easily bounce back on her feet, Laura was nothing but a slave and messenger of Mrs William. She had been drugged and had little recollection of reality.

The old man looked into her palms keenly for another full minute, his eyes widening like they were about to pop right out of their sockets. Yolanda and Charles had exchanged puzzled looks for the umpteenth time, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the old man began to mumble words that made no sense to the young man and woman seated before him. "I can see very dark spirits inside of you. I can see a__werewolf," He paused and looked closer. "There's a woman obscuring my view of your future. She's standing before a door. It looks like she is trying to keep it closed."

“Some of the rituals require your wolf form. If you can’t shift, you don’t deserve to be Luna. That is why I brought her. Serena will take over.” Darius’s jaw tightened. “You can’t make that decision for me, Mother. I chose Lyra. You don’t get to replace her.” He paused, then a slow, dangerous smirk curved his mouth. “You’ll keep your deal—with both of them. Whoever fucks you better and makes you come harder gets to stay and finish the rituals.” His mother’s face darkened with rage. “You can’t be serious, Darius.” “You can’t back out of a deal, Mother. You made it yourself yesterday.”

But then, the bond didn't just vibrate; it completely shrieked red-alert in my brain. Ahead of me, Elara’s horse suddenly let out a high, monstrous screech that didn't sound human. The animal’s head violently jerked back, its eyes rolling completely back into its skull as thick, white foam started bubbling around its bit. It was a drug—a lethal dose of rogue stimulant that Theron’s assassin had clearly planted to force the beast into a homicidal frenzy. The mare went completely wild, ignoring Elara's weight as it broke out of the formation and charged straight toward the western clearing.