A Wanted Man Novels & Stories

And I was surprise when the man just came forward, as if shielding me from the wolf, not knowing that he needs protection from me. "B-back off. "The guy stuttered. What he did made Hunter's wolf more angrier than he already was. "Hey, look, I'm going to distract it and you should run and get help, okay? "He whispered to me. I looked at him confused. "W-what? No, he's going to kill you! "He doesn't know that he's fighting an alpha. He might just get killed in the process of distracting and I wouldn't be able to take it knowing that some random lost guy died for my freedom.

He doesn't want anything to happen to his unborn child. "W-what do you want?" Adom swallowed hard as his heartbeat quickened in fear. The cold sweat coated his back as the man stepped closer to him. He was still walking backward, but his apartment wasn't that big, and there was no other way out. "Well, what we want is Sebestin, and the closest way to get him is if we have you, so..." One of the men said as he grinned, showing very bad and chipped teeth.

When i get there im surprised when i see Ace arguing with Mr Blakk. " Think about my offer, you have less than 12 hours to decide or all your dirty laudry gets out to the world." Mr Blakk says to Ace. Who looked very angry i wonder what dirty laundy he is talking about. It happened so suddenly one moment Ace was pacing around the next he was holding Mr Blakk by the collar.

The man shouts. “But alpha.” The first man says. “That young girl there tended to my wounds; had it have not been for her then I would be dead right now. And instead of trying to make sure she is ok or get to the truth you instead harm her. I am ashamed to have you men in my pack.” The injured man growls.

“What are we doing here?” I let the corner of my mouth curl, savoring his unease. “Meeting someone.” That was all I gave him. Before he could say anything else, I cut through the throng, moving with purpose. The regulars stepped aside, watching. I walked to a slim man in pink, the kind of outfit that was meant to expose more than it hid. The man smiled wide, glossy lips parting in something too eager, too practiced. He leaned close, whispering in my ear as though we were old friends.

She didn’t want to waste time. “My outstanding payment first, miss,” the man demanded calmly. That was their agreement. Scarlett had paid him half of the money to start and promised to pay the rest when he got the job done. “I have to see what you have first,” Scarlett said with a furrowed brow. She had not yet seen the pictures he claimed to have. Shouldn’t she confirm them before talking about the balance? she thought. The man didn’t reply. He leaned back in his chair, unbothered.

At the age of twenty, I mated to my father's best friend, Lucian, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack despite our age difference. He was eight years older than me and was known in the pack as the cold-hearted King of Hell. He was ruthless in the pack and never got close to any she-wolves, but he was extremely gentle and sweet towards me. He would buy me the priceless Fangborn necklace the next day just because I casually said, "It looks good."

The men showed up with more friends, and things got tense. “You think you can just run away with the beautiful woman we want?” asked the man who was the leader of their group while gyrating his waist and smiling with his ugly face. Afgan began to prepare a defense move by pressing his feet steadily against the floor. “I don't want trouble, guys. You made a bad decision earlier.” “Ha ha ha, but you haven't seen the worst of it yet.” Without giving any warning, one of them launched a punch at AfGan. The man nimbly dodged, but the situation quickly escalated. Afgan was struggling because he was holding Adelia.

The man shouted now, causing Isla to flinch slightly in her seat. Her hand subconsciously reached out for mine but her eyes never left the man. He became even more violent as my men wrestled to keep him on the floor. Screaming, cussing, kicking and laughing out like a maniac. "Oh for fuck's sake." I muttered as I stood up in annoyance. "Get him out of here already." I ordered my men as they slowly dragged the man up to his feet. My men had barely begun dragging him toward the exit when it happened.

"Everett… I feel really awful. They've been calling, asking me to pay them back. What am I going to do now?" His face turned cold. "How would I know?" Before he could finish, someone started pounding on the door. The noise was loud and aggressive. All three of us froze and exchanged a glance. Everett stormed over to open it. "Who the hell is it? Got no manners?" I bit back a smile and grabbed Tom, crying harder. He shoved my hand away in disgust. "Don't touch me!" Good. The colder he was, the easier this would be. The next second, Everett was shoved back inside by a group of burly men.