Aaron Warner Novels & Stories

His expression didn’t soften, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes. “You love her,” he said. I didn’t hesitate. “I do.” “Then hold onto her. Protect her. Not just from the outside world, but from yourself.” He started walking again, heading for the door. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking the war is over just because you’re winning a battle.” I watched him leave, then looked at the photograph of Sienna and Isla on my desk. For now, they were safe. And that was enough to keep me breathing.

I didn't even know why he disappeared-why he abandoned me, his best friend, everyone who once meant something to him. I gripped the edge of the counter, staring blankly at the bottle of wine in front of me. The only thing keeping me company was the hum of the refrigerator. But I knew one thing for sure: The person I fell in love with all those years ago… was here. Alive. Aaron Warner. The same boy who had once talked of changing the world with wires and screens owned one of the biggest tech companies in the country. The same boy who had once laughed so easily now carried the weight of an empire in his jawline and silence.

I lean back in the chair — a worn, high-back chair whose faux leather is coming apart. “I bet he bluffed to Kai about being the next alpha king. He has no money,” I mutter under my breath. “Who said I bluffed?” I almost yelp when I hear the question. Azriel walks in, looking miffed. The dim light in the office makes his 6 ft something stature even more foreboding. He hardly meets me these days, maybe for a couple of minutes each day. I know he is avoiding something or avoiding me. I stand up and bow, biting back a scathing remark.

Torches lined the black stone walls, casting flickering light across the gathered warriors, their armor scarred from countless battles. At the head of the hall, lounging in a carved obsidian throne, sat Valerian—Alpha of the Night Walker Pack. He was a sight to behold. Rugged. Uncompromising. Every inch of him spoke of raw power and the relentless life he had lived. His hair was dark, thick, and untamed, falling just past his shoulders in careless waves. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his left brow down to the edge of his cheekbone, a mark of a battle he had won—and one he wore with pride. His jaw was strong, covered in a rough stubble that did little to hide the sharpness of his featu

I huffed pushing the door open “ Creed doesn’t think cream cheese on a bagel tastes good. He’s literally not human.” Ryan griped “ Is that really what you two are arguing about?” Walking over to the coffee mug that sat on my desk I can tell it is hot which means the cook just brought it in not too long ago. Taking a sip, I take in the hotness that runs down my throat as peace in this messed up word. Anyone who says coffee has no effect on you mentally are people who have never drank and enjoyed coffee before.

Aaron rubbed his hands over his face and let out a sigh, “You’re all she has left from this broken life” “She has you guys… besides; I don’t see what’s wrong with letting her bond with her parents and brothers” “Yeah, if we had parents” I looked at Aaron as if he was talking whack, “what the fuck do you mean” He sat down in the chair by my bedside, “How much do you remember from the war?” “Not much, I was really out of it… to be honest, everything is a big blur”

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

“One of the reasons Trevor doesn't want you to get too close.” Aaron's eyes scanned through the details. It contained all the basic information about Artemis but nothing more. “This is pretty vague. If I'm going to operate from the shadows, I'd like to know what I'm working in. I don't want to jump in blindly.” “Does that mean you're taking the job?” Zach didn't even bother to hide his excitement. “Don't put words in my mouth,” Aaron muttered. “It says here that I have to assume a new identity. Lucian Meyers, the anonymous national award winning tech wizard. Widower and underground boxer, I see.”

"Secondly, as you may have heard we lost Allison Wade, a much loved pack member, to this war, we are hoping to retrieve her body and give her the send off she deserves, that being said, if anyone has any information they think may be relevant, please come to my office immediately after we conclude tonight's meeting." She nods towards Darius and he escorts the potential Alpha's from the stage, the entire crowd, which had been muttering after her previous announcements falls silent, watching Flame as she once again, faces the crowd. "Our final bit of business this evening is to reinstate Cain Harding in his rightful place as co-Alpha." She smiles at me, offering her hand out for me to join her

Alpha Darren's eyes narrowed, "Really Diana? I thought you were a good drinker." Diana was stunned and then remembered something. Did he already know that the wine was almost gone? That's what Diana thought. "Ah no way, isn't Diana very innocent? Look at her, she's such an adorable baby," said Leon, one of the staff who had only been working at the head office for a year. As a result of his careless words, he ended up getting a deadly stare from Alpha Darren. Without Leon realizing it, he had poured gasoline on the fire.