Alter Lancer Romane & Geschichten

“Maybe someday if you two ever decide to return to the North.” I had to blink repeatedly just to ascertain that I didn’t mishear. Did the great old mule just casually consider Lancel and me as his successor? How…nice would it be? To be called the Luna of the North. Would Lancel even want that? To return home. To be Alpha. That’s a question for later. Right now, what matters is him winning this stage. Even though he had barely recovered from the poison, he had an edge by using all the shortcuts I taught him.

"Don't send Lance for decomposition. Instead, reset his memories. After the reset, transfer him to the South Sea Coral Reef rehabilitation project as a public service merman. He shall never be privately adopted." The technician hesitated. "That… requires modifying the recycling protocol…" "Charge the modification fee to my account." I looked at Lance in the water. "This is your last chance." Lance's eyes widened. "I agree to follow your orders." His voice was soft but firm. He didn't even glance at Vivian. "I choose… to pay for my mistakes." Tears fell again, but this time they didn't turn to pearls. Just ordinary water, blending into the water in the tank.

Alice announced. “That’s right… You are mine, Alysia… You will become my greatest weapon.” He declared with happiness. “You will do every one of my will and the world would tremble at my feet, you are a weapon nobody has ever seen or heard. You are worse than an earthquake and tsunami…” He yelled as he burst into laughter, his hands lifted to the sky.

Previously on The ALPHA'S little LUNA - Any time now its going to come out and I swear I'm about to piss my pants and just as im about to run it jumps out, ohhh fuck me! Is that what i think it is?? [Kylie's pov] Right in front of my stands a huge ass wolf, almost my full height, its soo huge! Its fur its captivating, its a silky black and its so shiny, it looks soo soft i want to feel it, run my fingers through its fur.

“Anders cuts your ties so you could come here and get close to us.” “No, no, not at all,” Lana insisted. “I’m not… I wasn’t a Dawn Stalker. I swear. I…” Lana played with her hands, averting her face again. “You obviously cut ties recently,” Lucas said. “Who was your pack, Lana?” “I… I was a Gravetail,” Lana finally admitted. “A Gravetail?” Lucas’ brow furrowed as he looked at me.

I climbed onto the rock and stood beside her, following her gaze across the valley below. What if you don’t have to fight? You know Cato is his mother’s son right? On the surface of it, he’s a lot like Alpha Loren, but deep down, he has the Luna’s values. Things will improve after December 20th. She set her marvellous amber eyes on mine. Can you promise that?

He looks decidedly kind, with thick glasses and a forced smile that probably comes easier when there aren’t nine hulking black-clad beastly men surrounding him in a single room. “I’m looking for a Miss costalister?” We all try and hold back our snickers at once. If Granny is going to pick an alias, then I wish she’d pick something normal, but she always goes for the extreme. “Did she give you a first name?” Lancer wheezes. He’s turning purple from holding in the burst of laughter that wants to spill out. “Oh. Yes.” The JP peels open his binder and consults it through his heavy-framed glasses. “Doodioh.”

“Are you sure the Omega’s properly drugged with the experimental Luna Nera? This plan to fuck over that idiot Lorenzo can’t fail, or the Alpha skins us alive.” I froze solid when I heard the conversation between a man and... Luca.

Burke was responsible for close combat, while Cole would bombard her with relentless firepower. Lastly, Rui’s task was to distract Ogre and Hannah, and if the opportunity arose, he would use mental shock to harass Elisa. "Lancelot, be careful. Todd’s ability mainly enhances his eyes and dynamic reflexes. He’s known as the Eagle Eye, the best marksman in our training camp. Your steel body can’t be activated yet, so be cautious," Rui warned. Lancelot nodded slightly in agreement.

I say in my lowest voice. Sarn's nostrils flare. I want him mad at me. So mad he releases Ashrac. I know he expects me to quake in my boots and give up easily. He has no idea that Laryn trained me to fight and kill. He gives a short laugh. "You'll be begging me to fuck you once I have you away from your dragon. Laryn is weak and will float in a sea of tears for months before he develops the balls to take me on."