Ace From Stand By Me Novels & Stories

she says with a bright smile. She gives my hand a quick squeeze before stepping aside. My gaze locks onto the dark-haired man behind her and I can’t help it when the corners of my mouth twitch upwards. “Daniel,” I say, nodding my head. “—or should I call you Alpha?” His eyebrow shoots up. “Only if you want me to call you Luna.”

" You know what let's just start over. It's clear you have the upper hand here because I'm in your room and you're a big strong man." His eyebrows furrowed as I spoke. " I'm Sayd, Sayd Pierce," I said walking from the bed and stopping in front of him. "Kace," he said making eye contact with me for the first time. His eyes were the brightest brown, almost hazel. His bow-shaped curves into a smirk complimenting his perfectly curved face. It wasn't hard to point out how handsome he was, almost breathtaking "Nice to meet you, Kace," I said breaking off my stare and clearing my throat. " And thank you for not leaving me at the party. "

Since I hadn't properly displayed my beauty for Draven's alliances in the early morning, she was forcing me to display it now as a laughingstock. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ace shifting, his muscles tensing as he prepared to stand and confront the room. I immediately reached out, my fingers wrapping tightly around his wrist to hold him back. When he looked down at me, I raised my head and forced a calm, reassuring smile onto my face.

He scanned my face frantically, trying to read how much I had seen, his hands twitching at his sides. "Aria!" he breathed, his voice pitching slightly higher than normal. He closed the distance between us in two large strides, his scent of cedarwood and mint washing over me. "What.. what are you doing here? How long have you been standing there?" I tilted my head up, letting my shoulders slump. I forced my lower lip to tremble slightly, widening my eyes to look like the naive, heartbroken girl he expected me to be. I made sure to let him see the fresh, angry red blister on my wrist from the scalding tea my mother had poured on me.

I said to him in the morning when I saw him already up and shirtless in the woods. “I know. But it helps me clear my mind.” Ace answered. “I don’t smell any vampire scent, did Gusev finally leave?” I nodded. Ace had a smirk on his face and instantly hugged me and showed me kisses. “Finally, your all mine!” “What is your plan?” “I do not know. Can we stay a bit longer until I can fully resolve the realm?” “Yes, I will stay for you as long as it takes. Our baby is also protected here, as much as I hate to say it.l”

Meanwhile, Ace stood by the window, looking at his hand, always wondering if he had been too gentle with his blow. He turned on the TV, and a news segment was playing. Ace sat up straight, slightly surprised. Why was it him again? He sneered, wanting to change the channel, but then he saw a girl beside him. He already had her, and yet he still wanted to find Demi? What he thought was incomprehensible, and he was coming to someone's door to pick a fight. He must have too much free time. o0o

I muttered, the events still playing on repeat in my mind. "Is your headache gone?" Selma touched my forehead, her brow furrowing. "You're burning up." "I'm fine," I insisted, though my voice lacked conviction. Brea reached out, her tiny fingers tracing patterns on mine. "Hi," she chirped, a shy smile gracing her lips. "I'm your niece, Brea." "Hi, Brea." I returned the smile, warmth blossoming in my chest despite the circumstances. She clambered onto the bed, settling comfortably in my lap.

ALESSANDRA…… When we reached inside Ace wasn't on the stage yet. But soon the whole place echoed with hollering from the crowd when Ace walked in on the stage with his guitar. Ace’s fans went crazy as he stood before Mike. His eyes were searching for me and when they met mine, a beautiful smile appeared on his face but soon that beautiful smile vanished when his gaze fell on the person who was standing next to me. But he just ignored him and gave me a smile before giving his attention to his fans.

We leave the subject there, and sleep takes us eventually. Morning light filters through the curtains. Cherry is asleep beside me, naked, a leg thrown over mine. I slip out of bed carefully and head for the shower. The water runs hot. Under the spray, I close my eyes and replay the last few days in fragments. The marks on my back sting beneath the water. I welcome the feeling. The bathroom door opens. I expect Cherry. Instead, a different set of footsteps crosses the tile. The shower curtain pulls back. Ace stands there fully dressed, suitcase in the hallway behind him. His expression is unreadable. Calm in a way that feels more dangerous than anger.

Ace's age is known to me; he is now 30 years old, as his and my birthdays have passed. Today is July, and Aaron and I will celebrate Christmas and New Year's Eve with Zoey and the four Tom, Justin, Charlie, and Max. I'm glad I'm with someone I can trust, and they've become close friends. Ace's men are still on their base, doing the work they needed in our company to be ready if something happened to us. I'm not sure Ace would let go of it once he returned home. **