Voltron Allura Novels & Stories

I growled. Shocked, she let go of Lena's hand and turned around to face me, I could see the fear and stubbornness in her eyes. “What are you doing here Scarlett? How dare you attack her?” I asked her as I walked slowly closer to her. “How dare I? I can do whatever I well please, I am Luna!” She shouts. “And I'm the Alpha.” I growl so loud, the beakers on the table shake and Scarlett takes a few steps back and goes quiet, I'm sure she can see now that I'm serious.

“For a while, I’ve wanted something badly, without actually realizing I’ve wanted that. And yesterday… for a moment, I thought… I have it. That it’s real. It’s true. Tell me, is it true?” A smile spreads across Melony’s face but it fades away just as soon. “Have you ever heard of an alpha being able to telepathically communicate with the beta of another pack? Only an alpha can communicate with members of his pack. But,” she pauses, looking away. “Do you know who else can communicate through minds despite not sharing a pack?” For a moment her words seem too good to be true. But I know that they make complete sense. My heart begins racing in my chest and I feel breathless all at the same time.

I quickly followed behind in order to avert any impending war. "Yes, it is a mate mark, and what about it?" Her mate replied, moving Jessica to her back. Richard, calm down. I said through the mind link. But it was like pouring water on a stone. He got closer to them and snatched her away, dragging her towards him. He forcefully removed the hand she was using to cover her neck, revealing what was there. There was no doubt; it was a freshly made mark, and the outline of the teeth was still there. The initials A.L. were boldly written in cursive.

Such a cold and cruel individual, living right up to all the rumors I’d heard my whole life. “Yes, well, either way we are here,” I asserted. “Have you met Elder Alistair?” Leopold asked, gesturing towards the robed man as he stepped forward. “He is the connection between ourselves and the moon.” “Nice to meet you,” I said, holding my hand out to shake his. But instead of following my lead, Alistair just bowed his head. “Nice to make your acquaintance.” “You as well,” I said. “Shall we go inside then?” Emma, Raven’s mother suggested. “Little bit of a chill today.”

"The Luna energy is no longer dormant. Simply learning when to stand." "Agreed." Elowen looked thoughtful. "She'll make a fine Luna when Alpha Kael stops being stubborn about claiming her." I allowed myself a small smile. "Youth and their complications." "The girl handled herself well," Apollo said. "Trauma could've made her volatile. Made her different." "Trauma made her careful," I corrected. "Thoughtful. Strong in ways battle never teaches." We gathered our documents. Council business never truly ended. Yet unease lingered. Humiliation bred recklessness in wolves like Melissa.

Surely, he couldn’t have looked at all the ladies that arrived at the meeting with that captivating smile and gaze of his. “Iris” my mother called my attention. I didn’t realize I was standing there looking like a fool. She gestured for a seat next to her. “Come on here” I bowed my head and walked towards her. Not too long after, Tiana showed up. I looked at her in surprise. She didn’t change out of the clothes she had earlier on, nor did she wipe off her makeup. Her blonde curls had been tied up in a high ponytail. She attracted stares as she walked in, even more so as she tried to squeeze her way and sit beside Tristan. It didn’t make sense to me that she didn’t change like she said she wo

The hand pulled the fabric off completely, revealing— Alaric. My cruel, sickening cousin. He’d never once bothered to hide how much he wanted to hurt me. “What are you doing here?” I asked. He looked down at me with that same arrogant expression. Typical. A faint, mocking smile tugged at his lips. “Well, look at that,” he said. “The main attraction at today’s auction. The Luna the Nightsilver pack threw away.” "Auction? What auction?" “This is the holding area of the Blackmoon Auction House, you idiot. Your pack sold you.”

Brak The loud bang was immediately heard from the direction of the wide-open hall door. Mom and Dad immediately stood up straight in front of me. Even all the existing werewolves started looking at the warrior standing in front of the hall door with a worried expression on her face right now. I stood with an uncertain feeling, and looked at mom and dad who looked tense. Meanwhile, the warrior in front of the hall door had a very clear, wide-open wound from his neck to his chest. "ALPHA!!! LUNA!!! OUR PACK IS UNDER ATTACK!!!"

The black tank top showed him just how big my tits were. His athority ran off him, however, I was just as powerful. “I was looking for Tatum. He was recommended to fix my bike. Is he around?” This part was always fun for me. “I’m Tatum. This is my shop.” He looked taken aback as he looked around. “Y-you are Tatum?” “I didn’t stutter. What is wrong with your bike? Did the chain fall off?” His eyes narrowed at me. “Funny. Have you ever seen a Ducati Streetfighter V4?”

I continued chanting, even as my voice shook. “Storm and shadow, heed my plea. Unshackle wrath and set it free. Let my howls tear through the night. Let my enemies quake in fright.” I groaned as my body began to transform. Pain surged through me like fire. A howl of suffering burst from my throat. My bones cracked and shifted, and I screamed in pure agony as the transformation took hold. “Lyra, what are you doing?!” Dracob’s voice rang out, filled with horror and disbelief. I saw him step forward, reaching toward me, but before he could take another step, a lightning bolt struck the ground at his feet, forcing him back.