Novels by JZS

Jax’s POV Alida and Gunner had been traveling around the world. To say they were gone a lot would be an understatement. Tora and I have been trying to keep up with the alphas here and requests they had for Alida for when she returned. Thank the Goddess Tora was more organized than I was. I didn’t know how to do any of this shit. We have been building the house back up little by little in our spare time. Chelsea was about to pop at any moment. Things just seemed to be going great. Apart from the everyday stress, there wasn’t much I could complain about. Life was going great with my mate by my side. Meanwhile, we were still checking into Tyler’s mate, Stephanie to see if bringing him in as a beta would be the smart choice considering who her father was. So far there were no red flags. I would say that it would be safe to bring her into the pack, but that decision was up to Alpha Nik. Emma did her time in the pack jail and faced her trial in her own pack as well. They only added 6 mor

Cheyenne’s POV It’s been about week after all the chaos. Between dealing with momma, my sisters, and then my heat, I thought I was going to lose my shit. Gunner was right there with me every step of the way though. He made sure I always had everything I needed and wanted. We started working on making a master map of all the territories in the US to find a piece of land that would be large enough to build the royal court and prison on. We had already considered the humans and places they vacationed and whatnot. It looked like the best place to build was going to be between some mountain tops in the Rockies. I laughed to myself knowing how much Ella hated the cold. Nik helped me write up the proposal after talking to Charlie to see about putting a cloaking spell on the place so if anybody did wonder into the area, they wouldn’t see it. Charlie agreed to help us along with Alex and a few other very powerful witches they knew. After sending out the proposal to the Alphas in the US, I ha

Cheyenne’s POV I didn’t get shit for sleep last night. Gunner was on patrols and my mind with wondering with all the different impossible outcomes for my sister’s trails today. In one outcome, I ended up on death row and they were both standing there laughing at me. Ridiculous, I know. Gunner would randomly check in on me, feeling the stress and anxiety through the mate bond. I rolled my tiny ass out of bed with a moan and made my way to the bathroom. A good relaxing shower was much needed right now. My whole body was tensed from all the stress. I didn’t even bother grabbing clothes to take with me. Nobody ever came into our room anyways. Well, not without knocking first anyways. I took Gunner’s shirt off and just tossed it on the floor along with my panties and shorts. I turned on the shower to let it warm up while I brushed my hair out. Once I finished, I stepped in the shower and just stood under the shower head. I let hell’s fire water just rain down on my face and roll down my

Cheyenne’s POVAlpha Brock had just finished updating me when a couple of alphas from the northern packs that I hadn’t met before walked in. Alpha Nik did the introductions and I smiled as I shook their hands. It didn’t take long after that, more and more started showing up. Alpha Nik and Alpha Brock never left my side the entire time, to which I was thankful for. I wasn’t really the people person and I really hated meeting new people. Ty always said I had social anxiety which would kill his social butterfly every time he took me out. Once everyone was here, I went out to meet with all the guards.“I know y’all don’t know me, but I am in fact the Queen Alpha.” I started and simultaneously all their heads bowed. “No need for the formalities out here. I just wanted to introduce myself and to thank you for coming. I don’t care what your Alpha has said, my order over rules him and when we break fo

Cheyenne’s POV“Holy sweet mother of baby Odin! Where the hell are my boots!?” I was scrambling around trying to get ready for the Alpha meeting in a couple hours. We ended up picking a location that would be easy for everyone to get to, but it was at least an hour’s drive out for us. I had already woke up late and rushed in the shower.I was in such a rush I forgot to take my panties off before getting in. Gunner got a good laugh out of it so I took them off and then whipped them at his head. I hurried with my shower and didn’t even bother with blow drying my hair. I just through it up in a wet messy bun. I didn’t care what I looked like, I was not trying to impress anyone by no means, and I already made sure that everyone knew that this meeting was casual dress.“Babe…” Gunner started.“Not now, I gotta find my boots! What the fuck?! It’s not like they just got up and wa

Cheyenne POVWaking up the next morning, I wiped the sleep from my eyes and stretched my whole body out. I looked over to see that Gunner was still asleep when an idea popped in my head. I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote him a note like he did to me. Only instead of a yellow rose I placed a heresy’s kiss candy on top of it.I quietly made my way out of the bedroom and closed the door softly behind me. Once I knew I was in the clear, I made my way down to the kitchen for some breakfast. It was still early and barely anyone was up. Mostly just the warriors going out for their own personal training or patrols switching shifts.I was in the middle of eating my butterscotch chip pancakes when my phone rang. I took it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was an unknown number. Normally I would just hit ignore but something was telling me to answer it. So I slid my thumb over the green circle on the screen.“Hello?&rdqu

The moon hung low over the clearing, its pale glow brushing the tips of the pines like a secret whispered only to the stars. Tora stood just outside the training arena, the wind tugging at her thick braid and carrying the scent of pine, smoke, and something warmer—something distinctly him.Jax.She felt him before she saw him—his energy bold, steady, like the earth itself had chosen to take a breath. He stepped into the moonlight, shirtless and barefoot, his eyes dark and fixed on her like she was the only thing that had ever mattered.“I thought I might find you here,” he said, his voice a low rumble that always seemed to settle her fire instead of fanning it.Tora smiled faintly but didn’t move. “Habit. After everything, it feels strange not having to look over my shoulder.”“No more threats,” Jax said as he closed the distance between them. “Your father is on our side n

Cheyenne yanked the damp training shirt over her head, flinging it onto the nearby hamper with far more force than necessary.Gunner raised an eyebrow from where he stood by the bathroom sink, already shirtless and reaching for a towel. “You trying to start another war with the laundry basket?”Cheyenne grumbled something unintelligible and started pulling the hair tie from her ponytail, her movements jerky.He watched her for a moment, eyes narrowing. Something was off. She hadn't said a word since they left the field—not even a smartass comment when he tripped over the mat by the bedroom door. That was... suspicious.“You okay?” he asked, voice low, careful.“Peachy,” she muttered.He stepped closer, reaching for her wrist before she could escape into the closet. “Chey.”She looked up, and the second their eyes met, the wave of anger hit him—sharp, scorching, and completely

The packhouse was quiet.The kind of rare, golden silence that came after a long stretch of chaos and war. Most had gone to sleep or were winding down for the night, but one light still flickered in the far corner of the library—tucked behind thick velvet curtains and ancient shelves lined with dust-covered tomes.Chelsea padded into the room with soft steps, her infant son Darian nestled against her chest in a sling, sound asleep. She found Grammy waiting at the round table near the far window, a mug of tea steaming before her and a thick, worn leather-bound book opened in front of her.“I thought you said this wasn’t urgent,” Chelsea whispered as she approached, gently shifting Darian’s weight to her other side.Grammy smiled, but her eyes were weary. “It’s not urgent yet. But it will be.” She gestured to the empty seat. “Thank you for coming.”Chelsea eased herself down, careful not to

Tora’s place sat in a sun-dappled clearing near the edge of the forest, smoke curling up from the grill on the back patio. The scent of seasoned meat and baked bread drifted through the air, and laughter carried from inside.Cheyenne didn’t bother knocking. She opened the door and waved Nalia in.Inside, the warmth of the cabin wrapped around them instantly — a mix of natural woods, open windows, and the buzz of chatter.Tora appeared from the kitchen, dark braid over one shoulder, apron dusted in flour. “Took you long enough,” she said, smirking. “I was starting to think you got distracted.”“We did,” Cheyenne said, pulling Nalia forward. “Tora, meet Nalia. Nalia, meet the chaos coordinator herself.”Tora wiped her hands on her apron and offered a hand. “Nice to meet you. You’re the one who’s got Tyler in a mood lately, right?”Nalia blinked. “A

The sun had barely risen, casting a lazy orange glow across the horizon when Cheyenne found Tyler leaning against the trunk of a pine near the border trail, arms crossed tight and brows furrowed.He didn’t say a word as she approached—just looked at her with those same stormy eyes that used to be filled with laughter, now dulled by heartache and weariness.Cheyenne exhaled softly. “You called for me. I figured we’d talk where the trees don’t have ears.”Tyler gave a stiff nod. “Yeah. Just needed to know what the hell’s going on with her—with me. I feel like the earth shifted overnight and nobody bothered to send me the memo.”“You know that Grammy saw Nalia’s Guardian awakening,” Cheyenne said gently. “She’s not just another Phoenix, Ty. She’s something more. A Guardian, just like Koa told me I was. Chosen by the Moon Goddess. And now…&

Morning sunlight spilled across the treetops, dappling the pack grounds in a soft golden glow. Birds were already chirping in the distance, the forest slowly waking from the tension that had held it in a tight grip for days.Tyler had been up since dawn.Sleep had eluded him, his thoughts too full of fire-lit eyes and quiet confessions under moonlight. Nalia. The way she listened without judgment. The way her voice cracked when she spoke of pain. The way his chest felt less hollow when she was near.He’d left the beach with her well after midnight, walking her back in silence—mutual understanding building where words had run out. They hadn’t even touched, but her presence had imprinted something deep inside him. Something new. Something terrifying.Now he paced outside his house, fingers twitching toward his phone again and again before finally muttering, “Screw it,” and hitting Cheyenne’s contact.She answered o