Windwalkers Mc Novels & Stories

Not just anyone starts their own MC or becomes second in command of one. I had family connections, and I was now assuming that Ghost did too. Rogue didn’t trust just anyone, most of his team had familial connections to the club. Not many people came in from the outside. Back to the present time though… As soon as I locked my bedroom door behind us, Ghost had me pressed up against it, his mouth crashing into mine in a kiss that was equal parts demanding and passionate. We fought for dominance, all the time working on getting rid of the other’s clothes.

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

The three witches spread into a circle around me. One raised her hands. Another began chanting in a language I didn't recognize. The third pressed both palms toward me. The air became heavy. Every breath grew harder to take. "No!" Eric roared. He lunged toward me but three Daywalkers intercepted him, forcing him back into the fight. I tried to move. My legs refused. The chanting grew louder. Then the ground beneath me answered. Ancient markings ignited around my boots, forming a perfect circle. Pain exploded through my body.

That she walks away and I learn to live with it. I don’t think I can. The door slams open and I’m on my feet instantly. “Alpha!” Thane rushes in, breathing hard like he ran here. “What is it?” I ask, already bracing for something serious. He steps inside and shuts the door behind him. “I just heard something. From two men from Ironclaw MC.” My jaw tightens at the name. “What about them?” “They were outside the lodge. Talking.” He runs a hand through his hair. “I didn’t hear everything. But I heard enough.”

Outside the heavy iron ICU doors, Amanda Walker stormed into the corridor the exact second her ears heard that her mate had allowed my male body to visit their son’s bed without her absolute consent. “How could your leadership let that lone wolf inside the den to see our boy without asking my claws first?” Amanda snarls, her alpha scent flaring hot against the stone walls. “You and Brooke Caldwell went straight behind my back during the Silverwood border trade too,” Alpha Jonathan Walker retorted, his patience with his mate wearing incredibly thin as his massive chest heaved. “My mind has its own tactical reasons for doing this tonight.” “Your brain is not seriously considering letting Mars

It made everyone jump and fall silent. "What’s happening? Did someone come in late and decide to make a dramatic entrance?" Saphira softly asked. "It's Xavier Hellfire. He’s the alpha of the Dark Walker Pack. He’s extremely powerful, ruthless, and aggressive. No girl wants to be with him due to that. I’ll honestly feel bad for any girl who he gets as a mate," Lilly softly explained to Saphira. Saphira gulped and nodded at this. She hoped that this Xavier wasn’t her mate at all.

I wanted it witnessed by every set of eyes in the pack so that when the elder placed the Alpha Crown on my head, there was no room left in anyone's mind for the word unofficial. The oldest elder was congratulating me. He mid sentence when the ground shook with footsteps One voice cut through the ceremony like something thrown. "What I want, I must collect!" The square went silent. Bastard! He came through the crowd. The rogue had come to cause trouble. He was walking towards us. He wasn't stopping briefly or adjusting his path for the bodies in it. People moved because the alternative was being walked through and MoonBlood could do it. He had done it in the past. He was so huge that the elde

However, the one thing they did know about this peculiar NPC was his vivid backstory and tendency to talk about many other things non-quest related. From his rambles, dad jokes, and cackles, they learned that the hunter had previously lived with Red Hood’s grandmother in the middle of the forest. She was his mother, and he had a brother who was Red Hood’s father. The mother was someone completely different from what they thought she was. “They call themselves the Silver Walkers,” Han grumbled. “Pretty little things when they are human but only on a full moon’s night. During the day, they are actual animals. When the moon rises, they regain part of their sanity but not completely.”

But that was because the Northern Star pack had something that other packs didn't; their Luna was a witch. The fated union between a werewolf and a witch hadn’t gone down smoothly with puritans but sixteen years on, Ulf and Estrid had defied all odds and united their pack. Their love for each other inspired unity and peace amongst their people while their tenacity and bravery was what drove them to protect their people.