Admiral Beckett Novels & Stories

Beckket called her attention as he unbuckled the lock of his seatbelt, making Jane look at her, her eyebrows arched upward. “What? Is there a problem?” she asked, rolled her head at him. "Nothing." Beckket shook his head and Jane clicked her tongue before turning the engine off, and took off the car walking towards the entrance. The guards and the agents of the organization greeted beckket. "Miss. Adair!" the man in his thirties greeted her. She smiled politely as a respect to the man's polite manner and wearing a usual coat and tie. "Armano," Jane said, nodding her head. Armano was one of the Alonso's elite agent and professor of the new recruits. Behind by the old man was Beckket's cousin

He had a pair of dark glasses on and was smirking at me. "Easy there, darling. It's standard protocol to check anyone before they enter the gates." He clarified, his hands clasping the gun to his shoulder. "I hope you enjoy working here." He said one last time and tilted his head towards the gate. I looked at the gates which were now being opened by two men who were wearing black leather suits; just like the ones the two humans from earlier had on. "I am Commander Zetsev. I control the guards." He said with a cocky grin. I instantly disliked him.

Gravus and those men will face the law court finally and be punished by Beckett. I’ve known Beckett for a while. He has an enigmatic personality and he doesn’t lack empathy like his brother. He has never desired the Throne either. If he wants to do this, then it’s for a better cause. I can use this to my advantage as well and end the war that has been going on between the Regions. Looking at the lady once again. “Pass this to Beckett. He is invited to my pack but only if his intentions are genuine. Enough of the games.”

When I woke up that evening, I went straight to Alpha Beckett to send my greetings, which was long overdue, but I was directed to his bedroom instead. I knocked on his door, and to my surprise, Adam was the one who opened it. His eyes widened for a second when he saw me, and for a moment we just stood there, staring at each other. “Who is it, Adam?” came Alpha Beckett’s voice from inside—except today it sounded strained. Adam stepped aside and I walked in. I looked around and found Alpha Beckett seated on a small sofa by the window with a blanket draped over his legs. His face was pale and he was swallowing a handful of pills.

His brown hair was tied up in a bun with a rugged brown beard and bushy eyebrows. “I’m looking for someone.” I reply, remaining sceptical of how much I share. “Aren’t we all. Paula, Paula can you email Beckett back and tell him I won’t take no for an answer. It’s that or we attack!” He calls out to his secretary that had collected us from the bottom floor. Her desk directly outside his office. Beckett… “Beckett, as in Alpha Beckett of the Nightshade Reformed pack?” Jude asks acting nonchalantly.

Max blinked. “Well that's something” he said. Dorian looked very impressed. “You can say that again” he said. Becca stood over the unconscious commander, breathing slightly harder then she brushed her hair back calmly. Everyone was staring at her and Becca looked at them. “What?” Ariel finally found her voice. “You just knocked out the army commander.” Becca shrugged. “He shouldn’t have touched me.” Max stepped out of the shadows slowly. “That was impressive.” Dorian nodded. “I underestimated you.”

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.

Jake said with a sort of finality in his tone, and left Alec brooding. The powerful delta of the terrorist pack, split moon stood, with her red cape around her neck, flowing down to the ground behind her. She had left all conscience, all love when she stepped out of the pack. The only thing she couldn't get out of her mind was Evander. The way he smiled at her, the way he talked to her, the way he took care of her, the way he hugged her, the way he kissed her. It wasn't her first or second, hell it wasn't even in the first 100. But not was the only one that spiked her humanity, her emotions. So she hated it. She cleaned her lips and stood in front of the men she had brought, with full author

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

I ask because I really want to know. She swallows, "oh no doubt I'm starving, but this," she points the fork to the food, "it's amazing." I smile at her and continue, "there is a title that is right next to mine, but we'll come back to that," she nods and continues eating. "Next is Beta Chris, he's my second in command, he provide support and intell, like the VP of a human company. His mate is Beta Cynthia, my sister. Then there is Gamma Steve and he's mated to Leah and her title is Gamma Leah. So the Beta and Gamma work directly under me. The Gamma is like the head of our Army, he's in charge of warrior training, patrols and guards." She takes a long drink of her water and sits back.