Ace Akers 소설 & 이야기

"Let me make something real clear to you, Doc. My sister? She’s not my responsibility. I don’t give a damn if Richard doesn’t show up. Don’t call me again. You got that?" There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by a flustered reply. "I… I see. I’m sorry to hear that, Mr. Kane, but—" "Yeah, well, sorry’s not gonna fix anything. She made her choices, and so did I." Ace’s voice was cold and detached, the finality of his words hanging in the air. Dr. Wells cleared his throat, trying to maintain his professionalism. "We’ll continue to try reaching her husband, then. Thank you for your time."

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 " How was your day?" Ace mother asked. She didn't ask him which is not a surprise. She asked Asher, his younger brother. All of them got the chance to be asked. All of them got the chance to talk and get it off their shoulders. Ace didn't have that chance. His elbows were off the table. Their elbows were on the table.

She kept raising her eyebrows in my direction pointedly. “Go.” Truth slapped my ass hard. As usual, he didn’t miss a beat. “I’ll get you girls, those drinks before Avery explodes.” He chuckled. “Don’t forget….” “No alcohol, I remember Cali. Don’t worry.” *** “What is it?” Easily I slid on to the chair next to Avery, letting my eyes wander around the already packed bar. Several people said hello, raising their hands in greeting. It was strange to me, all the misconceptions I had about bikers before I came here and met the men and women that made up the Black Aces.

And will always be. —----------------------------------------- Ace’s POV I debated cancelling Angel's airplane ticket several times last night. I knew and recognized that she had finally realized the painful truth. The previous Ace Kingston wouldn't have cared, seeing it as an opportunity to increase the savagery. But the new Ace, George Brooks, questioned how he'd deal with her.

The expressions of all the Acker family members suddenly froze! This time frame was too sensitive for them, because twenty years ago, the beloved daughter of the Ackers, Ashley, and her husband, Curtis, had passed away in Aurous Hill.

With a nod from Ackerly, Katty agreed to delegate some of the more challenging cases to him. In a mere week's time, he had already forged a deep emotional bond with Katherine. Katherine is a diligent assistant to the Pack Doctors, working closely alongside him in his endeavors. Ackerly breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that his friend was cognizant of his sexual orientation and embraced him for his true self.

I decided to approach for the first time, I confirmed that it was Jared Ackerman, the most loved by the girls in college. "What's wrong with you?" He tried to avoid looking at me and without hesitation spoke to me. "Someone gave me a so-called gift, and it ended up poisoning me." "Well, let's go to a hospital, I'll help you." "It's complicated" He told me. I felt he was in heat, but he was trying to contain himself. Alphas were pretty rare, so I decided not to ask him anything, but he rarely took my hands and started kissing me. That was an oversight as I was trying to leave. Seeing that gesture, I assumed he had been drugged to force him to have sex. I felt sorry to leave him there, out in

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.

The plea for aid, tinged with vulnerability, reaches his ears, drawing his attention like a magnet pulling at his heartstrings. Pausing in his ascent, Alpha Kaden turns to face the source of the voice, his expression softening as his gaze falls upon Alexa, a young pack member in need of assistance. Her words, filled with a plea for help, resonate in the air, a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness that binds their pack together in times of need.

Jake piped, retrieving a bottle of water from the fridge. Ace and I shared a look. He had recently landed a contract—a hit on an MC prez who worked with deadly narcotics and had little to no respect toward women. It was another motorcycle club that hired Ace, one which felt that this prez was encroaching on their territory. Tonight he was going to leave so he could start doing some recon and I still hadn't decided whether or not I wanted to go with him. "Why, what's up?" Ace asked while carefully shrugging off the blazer and handing it to me.