Volt X Lucy Novels & Stories

If Adam knew of this, he would go and tell ‘him’ and he didn’t want to have an encounter with ‘him’ again. “Why not…this is beautiful. Are you ashamed?” Lucifer cringed again. “Of course not”. He intended to sound soft but his voice came out more threatening. But as usual, the female had no clue. “Is it because the others don’t have this gift? She asked again with an innocent look. Lucifer wanted to use his tiny legs and slap her on the head. “No”. He whispered again, sounding more vicious. “It’s alright, you’re very special”. She said. Lucifer hissed sharply in response and bared his fangs at her. The female only looked at it with compassion. Lucifer gave up.

“She was cursed, Leo. Her wolf was locked away, hidden. But with everything that’s been happening lately—her emotions, the stress—it’s triggered something inside her. Her wolf is trying to break free.” Leo’s shock was palpable. He staggered back a step, his hand running through his hair as he tried to make sense of it all. **Lucy, a wolf?** The very idea seemed impossible, yet Ethan’s words left no room for doubt. His mind raced back to all the moments he’d shared with her, all the times he’d thought she was simply human, vulnerable in a way the rest of them weren’t. And now, this revelation threatened to upend everything he thought he knew.

“This time I’m asking: what’s Lucy to you?” Carter watched Lucy’s hands move as she talked. He’d always heard some people described as “lighting up the room,” but Lucy didn’t just light it up: she illuminated every nook and cranny. She was light bottled in a woman’s body. He’d never met anyone like her. And if she wanted Hayden Masterson, Carter wasn’t going to stand in the way any longer. Besides, he should let her go. She’d hate him if she ever found out he’d made this bargain with her only to fuck with Hayden.

Two fluffy silver fox ears sprouted atop his head like mischievous antennae of divine gossip. “Oh no no no—!” he gasped, quickly slapping a leaf on his head with practiced panic. The leaf shimmered once, and the ears vanished. He looked around, cheeks puffed in embarrassment. Good. No witnesses. Not even that creepy vending machine ghost. Yin coughed, smoothing down his hair with faux dignity. “Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.”

Lucy dashed straight to the garage to get her car but knowing she was too disoriented at the time to drive, she left without taking it. The city night wrapped around her, neon lights flickering against the wet pavement. Lucy pulled her phone from her coat pocket, her fingers trembling with a mix of rage and adrenaline. She scrolled to the group chat she shared with her friends, her real family, the ones who didn’t cage her. “ Meet me at The Velvet Room. Now.” Lucy texted in the group chat.

She knew that Adrian would be furious, and the media would have a new story to tell. The car pulled up to the entrance. The valet opened the door. Lucy took a deep breath, stepped out of the car, and walked toward the light.

C76 – CHOOSE. The club door burst open, and Lucy shot out like a bullet, her chest heaving as if the air inside had been suffocating her. Her green dress—short and fitted—gleamed under the cold streetlights. But she walked fast, determined, and didn't need to look back to know Eros was coming after her. "Lucy!" he shouted behind her like a whip. "Don't take another step—stop!" She clenched her fists, her heels pounding the pavement without slowing down.

Stacy asked, “That would be me,” the young female Panther spoke up, her voice was meek and submissive like a lot of female Panthers who lived under Williams rule, she was a little younger than Stacy, her military styled short hair was bright green and her height was well, lets just say Stacy could use her head as an armrest, “I’m Lucy, I worked at the morgue as a cleaner, they fired me too, giving the same reason as her,” Lucy gestured to Grace, Stacy welcomed the young She-panther to the table and handed her a cup, “I don’t know why after all the years that have passed, humans can’t get it into their heads that we don’t want to hurt them,”