Novels by Jax

Ronan’s POVSitting at my desk pinching the bridge of my nose, my thoughts ran all over the place. She was a mere human, how could she be my mate? That was impossible, I never hear about stories that a werewolf and a human could be mates. But when she touched me that feeling, that was the feeling of a mate bond. “Ronan.” A deep voice spoke.“What is it Ragnar?” I asked with annoyance.“That girl. She is our mate, that bond it too strong. We need her.” I sighed, “She’s human. We can’t. How would it look to the pack if a human became their Luna?” “The Moon Goddess had chosen her for us. She is to be our Luna. We can’t define the Goddess.” “Ragnar, it isn’t that simple. She is a human. She could barely protect herself against that rouge how will she be able to protect the pack?” I leaned back in my chair rubbing my temples.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the way she looked at me with fire in her eyes. She was stubborn, and fisty she would be able to lead a pack with that but the

Lyra’s POVA sharp pain throbbed behind my eyes before I could even open them. I groaned rubbing my head where the pain came from, my skull felt heavy, my thought slower like it was trying to swim through a thick fog. My fingers brushed against a bandage.A bandage?My heart skipped, and my eyes flew open. The ceiling that greeted me wasn’t mine. It was higher than mine and it had strange patterns all over. It was beautiful but it wasn’t a ceiling I knew, it was too beautiful to a hospital. So, where the hell was I? I pushed myself up and looked around my eyes narrowed; this wasn’t my home or a home that I knew. Then dizziness rushed in, I clasped my head in my hands and groaned.A soft creak echoed through the room, the bedroom door opened, and a tall man stepped through. That man from the other day. “How are you feeling Miss Hale?” He asked in a soft calm tone as he set a cup of tea on the bedside table. “My head hurts.” I said softly. Then my eyes widened, and I moved away from

Lyra’s POVThe next morning, I made my way over to Calla’s house, the small house sat at the end of a narrow dirt road. The paint flaked from the years sun and storms. My boots crunched softly over the gravel; it was silenced as soon as I stepped onto the front porch. The town wasn’t far from the house it was walking distance. Questions filled my mind; Why where the kids doing at the woods? Why were they so far away from town and their homes?My heart race as I raised my hand to knock on the front door. When it opened, the mother stood there, calm but there was an underlying fear. “Miss Monroe?” The woman nodded, “Yes? Can I help you?” She said softly, clearly tired from the lack of sleep she probably got last night.I smiled softly, “I’m Lyra Hale. I’m from Moonvale News, I was wondering if I could ask you and your daughter some questions? About yesterday?” She hesitated; gaze flicked towards the hallway behind her. “She’s resting. The doctor said she should get a lot of sleep.” He

Ronan’s POVI ran through the treeline, my paws pounding against the damp earth. Starting to slow down when the clearing opened before me, my body shuddered as bones cracked and reshaped, my fur disappearing. I now stood naked in the opening, rubbing my neck as I strolled towards a gate.“Alpha!” A man yelled out, my Beta, Kade. He rushed forwards holding out an outfit. A pair of jeans and a black shirt. “What happened? Josh came back injured, a bite to the neck. Were you ambushed?” Putting on the pair of jeans then I started walking with the shirt in hand. Kade fell into step beside me. “Nope. And as for Josh, he challenged me, and he lost.” With a swift movement I put on my shirt. Kade’s eyes widened in surprise, “What? He challenged you? Why?” I stopped and turned to face him, my voice low and steady. “Do you really think this is the place to talk about that?” Kade froze then shook his head. “You’re right. I’ll grab Josh and meet you in your office.” Tapping his shoulder and g

Lyra’s POVThe car came to a stop; I read through the file on the road here. I had memorized the name of the friends with their faces. Stepping out of the car, police cars were parked right before the entrance of the forest. Seven cars parked blue and red lights flashing. The police office made his way around the car and stopped in front of me. I raised one eyebrow, “Can I help you?” My voice annoyed.“Listen, the captain isn’t very fond of reporters so keep your questions quick.” He said sharply. Clearly, he wasn’t fond of playing an escort to a reporter. He hadn’t spoken a word to me on the drive here, I should have figured that not everyone was as friendly as the towns people. Since that one incident, that I went into a burning building cost me my right to be on the field. Almost everyone knew about the woman who rushed into a burning building when she heard a baby crying within.I had to get the scoop on the fire, but then my body moved on its own and before I knew it, I was ins

Lyra’s POVMy heartrate quickened. Looking around I found myself in the middle of the woods, it was quiet not even a leaf dared to make a sound. The darkness took over the woods; there was no movement. Then the sky turned red, my heartrate picking up. I slowly turned around, and my gaze slowly made its way up. A Blood Moon. It was something you only read in fairytales. But I was staring right at it. When a Blood Moon appeared, it is said it’s a night when the veil between beast and man thins to a whisper. Its light doesn’t soothe; it burns. And according to those that call themselves Legends, they say the Blood Moon tests the bond between wolf and human. Those who had both sides emerge stronger, reborn under its firelight. The one who choose to resist usually end up lost in madness, forever cursed to wander as their beast form and never to return to their human form.All a bunch of bullshit if you ask me, but now that I was staring right at it made me question my own logic. As I to

Whitney’s POVBack home, I sat in the windowsill in our room, gazing out. The city lights shimmered like scattered embers in the distance. A reminder hit me like a brick; we almost didn’t get to see this place again. Yesterday could have been the last day I held Casio in my arms. The last time kissing him. Last time staring into his dark brown eyes. But thank goodness we were both still here. We were both still alive.I leaned back, exhaustion settling deep into my bones. My wrists were still raw from the ropes; a faint bruise had formed.William’s expression kept flashing in my mind. The way he looked at me was as if I were something precious, something he couldn’t stand to see get hurt. He had been calm the entire time we were tied up. But he made no move to hurt us or even speak horribly, unlike Marcus. Marcus didn’t care what he said or did. He acted like he was the one in charge, but meanwhile, it was William. But he didn’t seem like someone who would hurt a fly.I shook the thou

Whitney’s POVMy heart pounded in my chest. Here I was again in the hands of a Mafia family that wants me. Why did these men want me? I understand it was a way to get to Casio, but usually one dies in the hands of those who want revenge, but here I was still alive. The calmness and silence of the cabin were worrisome. The slightest loud sound, Marcus and William will come storming in, and who knows what they will do.“These ropes are tied good,” I said softly, wincing as the rope scraped my wrists raw.Casio let out a low chuckle, “Yeah, I considered recruiting whoever did it.” But his amusement quickly died. “They will learn not to underestimate me.” I felt him fidgeting with his hands as he tried to escape the ropes.“Do you think this is the last time we will be together? If so, I would at least like to have one more night with you.” I said teasingly.He chuckled once again, “You’re strangely very calm. I’m impressed.”“Well, I learned from the best. But we can’t let these two dick

Casio’s POVAs I stepped out of the cabin, my gun ready in my hands, I scanned the area before making my way down the steps onto the gravel. The damp, cold air greeted my face; the storm was creeping closer. Each step was measured, silent. My boots pressed into the soft ground with barely a sound.Another faint noise caught my attention; I raised my gun and pointed it in that direction. Stepping closer in the direction of the sound, I lowered my gun when I saw a small bunny. As it saw me, it scattered away. I shook my head. “It was probably just the wind that blew off an old branch,” I muttered to myself.Just as I turned to return to the cabin, a sharp pain shot through my head then everything turned black.***The first thing that I felt was a pounding in my skull. A slow, deep throb that pulsed behind my eyes, I slowly woke from the darkness that had consumed me. My vision was blurred, the world a haze of grey and shadow. Trying to move, but the rope bit into my wrists and ankles.

Whitney’s POVIt has been a week since we arrived at the cabin tucked deep within the mountains. Away from the city lights, far from the chaos that I now call my life. We still have no information on the Rivera Brothers; they are still missing, and there have been no leads. That thought gnawed on me. What if they find us? Me? What were they planning? Fuck, it was a thought that crosses my mind daily.The quietness of the woods made my thoughts run wild like a wolf running through the trees at full speed. Except that a wolf dodges the branches, unlike me, every branch hits me with force, slamming me to the ground. The rustle of the trees brought me back to reality. The wind was picking up as nighttime started to settle in. Mist started to hug the trees and cover the road.Footsteps caught my attention, and Casio stepped towards me with a cup of coffee in his hand and a blanket in the other. I took the cup from him with a soft smile, “Thank you.” He then wrapped the blanket around me, m

Whitney’s POVEntering Casio’s office, the air was thick with tension. What was going on? Andy and a few of Casio’s men were in the room, all of them looking grim. We walked over to his desk, and Casio sat in his chair, and I found a seat not far from him. My heart raced from the anticipation that grew in the room.“Well, is anyone going to tell me what is going on?” Casio said coldly.Andy looked around the room, then stepped forward, taking a breath, “We have a slight problem.”Casio’s eyes snapped to him sharply, “And that is?”Andy hesitated, glancing over at me, then back to Casio before speaking, “The Rivera Brothers. William, Marcus, and their men, they’re gone.”My blood ran cold at those words.“They couldn’t just disappear,” Casio said, low and dangerous. “It’s not possible.” “There is no sign of them. Their home has been cleared out and-“ Andy hesitated again, “Zack tried to trace their phones, anything, but he came out empty-handed.”Casio stood up abruptly, his hands re

Whitney’s POVMy body went limp, and Ansaldo’s grip eased, smirking. “Bring her.” I fell to the ground. “And show me you can do a proper job this time.” He said coldly.I felt a shard of broken glass close to my hand and took it with the little strength I had left. Then I felt arms slipping underneath me and lifting me into the air. I waited for the perfect opportunity, and with the little bit of strength I had, I slammed the shard of glass into the man’s neck. Blood started to pour out of his neck. The man gulped as he struggled to breathe. With that, his arms weakened, and I fell to the ground.“You fucking bitch!” Ansaldo yelled out.I stumbled forward toward a gun. My chest heaved as panic surged through my body. The man staggered, covering his throat, trying to stop the bleeding; his eyes were wide in disbelief. I reached the gun and quickly turned around to face Ansaldo, gun raised.“Like I said, I’m not as weak anymore.” I rasped, my voice shaking but laced with fury.Ansaldo l