The Strangers 2 Luke Novels & Stories

"You said you had something urgent to tell me," Grayson said, stepping into his office where Beta Luke was waiting. "Yes, Alpha," Luke began but hesitated. A crease formed on his forehead as if he were unsure whether what he was about to say made sense. "Luke, what's wrong? Spit it out," Grayson said, growing concerned by Luke's demeanor. "I don't know how you'll take this, but it’s strange," Luke said, shifting on his feet. "James was spotted at the southern border earlier today. He left the pack with a woman."

"Before, when Miss Middleton—" "Peter." Luke's tone was gentle but firm. Peter smiled and dropped it. I noticed Luke's ears turning slightly red, and as I leaned in for a closer look, Luke spoke again. "Did you need to discuss something?" I almost forgot why I'd hitched a ride. "Any news on my cousin's case?" "An elderly resident saw a stranger head up to the roof right before the accident." "Could they describe the person?" I asked, hope flickering inside me.

The sound broke the silence of the night, making us startle and flutter. Hearing the sound produced by Luke, suddenly the man and the black-robed figure instantly turned their heads. Their wide eyes quickly covered their faces, then they hurriedly darted away, disappearing into the darkness. "Hey wait!" I shouted as I was about to chase after them, but it was useless as they had already run away and were nowhere to be seen. "Alpha, what are you doing?" I asked angrily, looking at the stranger who had disappeared. "Look what you did," I snapped irritably at Luke. I turned around and glared at him.

he replied with hope. Luke walked over to Avery who sat with a stranger with and confused look, he hadn't said a word since they arrived, and apart from the time he vowed to produce the culprit. Luke knew Avery was a man who didn't speak too much but acted in the way his mind worked. He doesn't believe in words but actions and reality.

And so if I was to find a way to still leave. I would die before I arrived home. My heart squeezed tight. Once again, I was helpless over helping the people that I truly care about. It truly sucked to lack power. “Stranger.” A familiar voice broke me out of thoughts. It was Luke, and he was sneaking towards me. My eyes widened as I knew if he was to be discovered with me, he could end up dead. “You shouldn’t be here.” I scolded immediately. “I had to see you, how are you—“ he paused once he saw the letter in my hands. I hid it straight to my back.

Nobody relaxed either. The stranger stopped beside Lucas. The two men stared at each other. No greeting. No warmth. Just history. A lot of history. Finally the newcomer spoke. "You disappeared." Lucas shrugged. "I needed time." "You've had over twenty years." Lucas smiled faintly. "I needed more." The stranger looked unimpressed. Then turned toward Grayson. Everything changed. Savannah felt it immediately. Recognition. Shock. Wonder. Like seeing a ghost. The stranger whispered something in a language nobody understood.

If this man right here got killed after I left, my underwear would be one of the reason I would be a prime suspect. Fucking a stranger and losing an underwear. Damn it.

All the anger in his tone suddenly subsided as his gaze fell on me, and he spoke softly. He looked at me with a softness that stressed my head, and for some reason he called my name with so much familiarity, but i don't know him. "She isn't yours to keep." Lucas stood at the sight of the stranger, his eyes also burning, and his hands folded into a fist as he fumes with anger.

Ronan’s eyes darken with rage. “You motherfucker! Don’t you dare…” The screen shifts from him to a man I do not recognize. Dark eyes, and grey hair almost too shiny. Like silver. But Luke’s tools slip from his hand to the ground. The man’s lips thin into a wry smile. “Hello, Luke. Long time, no see.”

He then looked up at me and nodded I tried to ask him some little questions so I can make sure his brain still working " What's your name?" " Lucas." he replied weakly I took out a bleu paper. " What's the color of this, Lucas?" " Blue," he replied and then asked, " Who are you?" " Are you from the Blackstone?" I ignored him " No." " Ohh and is it allowed to tell a stranger your identity boy?" I questioned with a stern tone, I can't help he is one of my men and this is not allowed