Theodore Logan Novels & Stories

A new member of Foedus has joined them, and he serves as the whip during the organization's initiation process. Logan became a member of Foedus because he was Trace's cousin, one of the founders of the Foedus Organization, and the leader. Since they are both cousins, he always accompanies him everywhere. They are close to each other like brothers. Logan is always behind Trace and supports what he does, even if it's silly and so does Trace. He cursed him at first but his cousin never left him. Logan is the only child of politician Zobel Castillejo. He owns the Black Eagles. Their client was not only in the Philippines but also throughout Asia.

“This is Fate. They want all of us to be together.” Laughing in her face as he backed away from her, Teddy shook his head as he slid his hands into his pockets. “Yeah, see, we aren’t really fans of those spiteful whores or the whole bullshit religion. You know, the having our entire family slaughtered thing more or less soured us on their plans for us. Trying to use them as your argument won’t get you far with me, my dear.” Logan pushed back his hair and took deep breaths to try to calm himself when he passed by Jacob. “Talk to this man before I fucking snap.”

Evander Vasileon was the first Alpha King who sat in the Moonlight Throne, uniting the three other thrones from different areas of the wilding forest, and from there, the Vasileon’s lineage started to rule… not until the moon’s rage. “Do you understand the words written in that book?” My mind already had its focus on this book when suddenly a voice boomed behind my back. A man unfamiliar to me stood tall with a smug smile on his face. I have no idea who this man is, but one thing is for sure, he is not a normal werewolf but a high one, his clothes could vouch for that. Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood.

To tell the truth, I also felt that I was dragging Logan down. Right then, a freezing voice suddenly drifted in from outside the doorway. "Father." Everyone turned their heads simultaneously. Logan walked inside with slow, measured steps. He had just concluded a pack council meeting, lingering wind and snow dusting his shoulders, and the gaze in his eyes was terrifyingly cold. Theodore furrowed his brows. "What? Am I wrong?" "Are you completely blind to her current situation?" he sneered. "The entire continent knows she was discarded by Raymond. With a reputation like that, how dare you claim her?"

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

~LOGAN~ The conversation I had with Theodore last night gave me a sleepless night. Immediately he told me that he found out something about Amber, I forgot how exhausted I was and rushed to his office. Theodore has the gift of a Seer and he has healing abilities too, so he's our pack's physician. His father was a healer, I guess that's where he got his healing ability, though he's no so good as his father. According to my dad, his father was a great healer, the greatest in the history of werewolves.

The next day, Paul and Peter were sitting in their office, staring at Logan, their best friend and trusted Beta. Logan looked at them as if they had gone mad. The connection between the twins and Logan was deep; they had been inseparable since childhood, and the strong bond between them had been evident from an early age. All three were the same age, twenty-six, but Logan was black, with a muscular, well-defined body and intense green eyes. Logan's wolf was called Teo.

Without a word he close the door and walk to the drivers side. Hell yes, that's Jordan, I can can even recognise him if his putting on diapers. "What is Jordan doing here?" I turn to Xavier. "He lost a bet." Xavier reply curtly. "Then why isn't he talking to me?" I ask confused. He didn't even say hi. "He's our driver for tonight, so he's not suppose to converse with his employee and his guest." Typical rich tycoon Xavier. "Its just part of the bet." Xavier adds when I glare at him.

Logan bent forward gritting his teeth and pointed at Thea's direction while roaring, "Open your eyes and take a good look! This is my big boss. If anyone dares mess with my big boss, they’ll answer to me!" Margo was stunned. Who was he talking about? Thea? or the boys beside her?? Logan didn't have a damn about her and strode towards Thea. Saving his own life was more important. Even though it had been a week, Logan still remembered the pain of Thea's hits. The injuries on his body hadn't fully healed yet, he had even spent time bedridden after their last encounter. Everyone was so dumbfounded. No one would’ve guessed what Logan didn't or what he would do next.

He was an enigmatic figure, to say the least. On the other hand, Logan was known as a security guard at Swalesbury University. The Crescent Order was rarely mentioned, if at all. They did not understand why Deus would come all the way here and wait beside Lidrashore Falls for someone as insignificant as Logan. Many Corynthean martial artists did not waste any opportunity to discuss this with the media. "Logan is a famous person in the Corynthean martial arts world. He's just been keeping a low profile, that's all!"