The Originals Finn Novels & Stories

Finn was pale with almost white hair and violet eyes just like his sister Morgan. “When did you get here?” I asked the giant werebear. “Now.” He says with narrowed eyes still on his sister. Finn was not a favorite among us, yet Lamia saw something in him. And to my knowledge, Finn was not a fan of his own sister right now. Not after she killed his mate. Though she had no idea, and they were under attack. He wasn’t a fan of me either after I almost killed him at the battle for Riocht. He was lucky Lamia stopped me. “Alpha Xander here?”

Finn is outside, which he always is when MacCorr visits, not because I arrange it that way but because seven-year-olds who have been raised in hills do not spend Tuesday mornings inside when outside is available. "Finn is seven years old," I say, which is what I always say, the position that is also the point. "He is a born wolf who transformed at six," MacCorr says. "The blood is speaking. London will listen whether or not we send him there with your blessing."

She felt them accept it, their agreement flowing back through the link until it was undeniable. Her legs nearly buckled. She turned to her mates, eyes wide. “How?” Her voice cracked. “How did this happen to me?” Silence stretched. None of them had an answer. And then, one man rose from the sea of kneeling wolves. He was tall, broad-shouldered but leaner than Jack had been, his dark hair cropped close, his face grim. He placed his hand over his heart before speaking. “My name is Finn,” he said, voice carrying through the quiet. “I was Jack’s beta.”

But for some reason, Finn was curious about this woman's original look. His intuition told him that he would be surprised to find out what this woman originally looked like. Thinking of this, Finn pushed his glasses and said with a meaningful smile, "All right. Let's talk about Julien first." He was in no hurry to know this woman's original appearance. He would have plenty of time to figure it out later. Finn could know whatever he wanted to know unless he suddenly had no interest in it. Zach clenched his fists and urged, "Then quickly tell me."

"Yeah, damn, absolutely." Finn let out a rough breath, the tension in his massive frame dropping a fraction. "Naturally you'd be stressing over your health. Makes sense. Look, you know my track record on the ice and off it. I'm clean. I swear it on the pack. I've never gone primal like that without protection before." Val adjusted the edge of the oversized jersey around his thighs. "Not all the time." "Apparently not." Finn scoffed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Wills?” I feel the soft pressure of Zales hand on my shoulder and paste a wide smile on my face as I turn to look at him as he says. “I thought that was you.” Finn frowns as he looks up at Zale, dressed smartly in a charcoal suit, his maroon shirt slightly unbuttoned, revealing the strong column of his neck. “Zale hi…Uh…Let me introduce you to my friend Finn.” Zale gives Finn a megawatt smile and holds his hand out for him to shake. “Pleasure to meet you Finn, Zale Ryker.”

"Do you mind telling me how the O'Clery is involved in all of this?" "Fin is with the FBI. He's been helping since you were taken. He just took a bullet that saved your life and could have ended his, and you speak of him with such disgust. Why? Because he is Noah's brother?" Gianni looked away, "I am surprised to see you worry so much about the man you thought you were handing over to King. That's all." I shrugged, "I learned a lot. Turns out that just because your family is questionable doesn't mean you are too. Fin's a good person, Gia. Can you look past the fact that he's an O'Clery?"

He nodded, taking his phone and sitting closer to me. My heart skipped a beat, swallowing hard when the skin of our arms touched. When I looked at Finn, he smiled sheepishly. “Actually, I don’t have much from here except a few videos of my family,” he muttered, opening his phone’s gallery. “Show me Freya. I wanted to meet your sister.” When Finn looked at me and pursed his lips, I copied his puppy eyes. “Please. I wanted to see your twin sister.” “S-Sure,” he nodded, opening a video and giving his phone to me. “But this is the last video I have with her.”

“The ones showing Rowan and Ophelia seem like they were trying to help her. Then there is the odd threatening one showing her standing by the cliff… Damn, I have nice back muscles.” “Do you have a serious bone in your body?” Finn snaps. “Only one,” I wink, catching the blush that paints his cheeks. “He’s very serious about getting back home to breed his pregnant future wife.” “I’m not even going to comment on what you just said,” Finn shook his head, returning his attention to the screen. I decided to play with him, knowing damn well he needs to relax or he’s going to send himself into a spiral. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it,” I lower my voice to a raspy whisper.

This changed everything, and Alpha Kael had to address this further. Finn knew that Lily had been watching him for the rest of the night, but he never spared her one glance and only spoke to people whom his father was now introducing him to. He had been known as Finn the Omega all his life, even after joining the special division. He had waited for this day all his life. He had waited to show those who saw him as less who he really was, and he greatly enjoyed the shocked look on their faces. They couldn't even stare into his eyes as they used to.