Aeron Bracken Novels & Stories

I smirk at Aero’s warning. “Is he talking?” Jenson asks. “Is Aero in your head?” “He’s reminding you to keep your hands to yourself.” The flicker of grey in Jenson’s eyes signals his wolf, Bracken, near the surface. Bracken had challenged Aero before, knowing he couldn’t win. It never stopped him from trying, and secretly, it was entertaining. Deep down, he knew he couldn’t match our power. The grey fades. “If we’re not heading out tonight, what should we do?” Jenson asks.

Alpha Brennon steps forward and offers us his hand to shake. "Alpha Aryan, Alpha Ares, Thankyou for coming to my pack at such short notice. I am sorry I couldn't say more on the phone, but it was too dangerous. I'd like to introduce you to my Beta, Kane, then there is my Gamma Blake, and then next to Blake is Serenity Nightshade, the reason I asked you here." Brennon explains.

Tae had stayed by my side once she had finished her bacon. Aeron was the one who helped me get dressed. My head only rolled on his shoulder; my body felt sick. And it was difficult to walk, Aeron told me that last night, the doctor Brianna had told him the dose they had injected me with was wrong. Almost lethal, if they had gotten to Tae, they would have killed her. He also told me that both of the nurses were now kicked out of his pack and were not welcome back onto our land.

I screamed, struggling as she dragged me toward the door. At that moment, a groan escaped Aeron, and he slowly sat up, his back facing me. Everything around me seemed to slow as my gaze locked onto him. It wasn't the breadth of his back that stole my breath. It was the horrifying markings carved into his skin. “A-aeron.” My lips shook uncontrollably as I stared at the carved-like drawings on his back. It looked as though someone had treated his skin like paper, etching something cruel instead of something beautiful. An image that was only marked on people who were…

While Argo is busy competing with his cousin Isaac for every girl, especially Hazel, Airk is pining after Alpha Brax. Alpha Brax has always kept Airk at a distance, knowing that they aren’t fated to be together, despite feeling an attraction he’s had with no other person than Airk. What happens when Alpha Brax is unable to resist temptation anymore? Will Airk still choose Brax even after his eighteenth birthday?

“Aeron.” His brow furrowed. “Do we know each other.” A simple question. A knife dressed as a whisper. Kieran slid closer, already analyzing. Kael’s focus sharpened to something dangerous. Aeron gave me a slow once-over, hesitant, not unkind. Searching for a memory that wouldn’t come. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I had an accident six months ago. A shuttle crash. Medics say I lost a lot of personal history. I’m still piecing things together.”

Aiden's father asked his mother. "Yes, if you do." They may love each other or care for each other, but she was still a breeder and so still referred to her owner for everything. "Okay, what would you like to know Luna Kate?" "Your names would be a nice start." I joked. "I am so sorry." Alpha Reed said. "Bad Manners. This is Delta Squad Leader, Harry Tim, his breeder, Malia and their son, Aiden." "Thank you for talking to me. When did you buy Malia.

November 11th "Good evening Alpha Xander Kuznetsov," Leo said as he opened the door to a tall man. He had jet black hair and icy blue eyes. His features were sharp and manly and had a dark stubble framed his jaw. "Good evening, Alpha Leonardo Loren," he said in a thick Russian accent as they shook hands. "Good to see you," Leo said, shaking his hand too. "This is my Beta, Blair, my Gamma, Luca and my Luna, Ella."

Frank said, rolling his eyes toward Seth. “You are an idiot if you think she should be here. She should go back home.” Seth said, sounding annoyed. “You keep talking like that and I am half tempted to think that you like her.” Another voice spoke. Jack Tessler. The Brick. He got his name because he was hard. Hitting him resulted in broken fingers, wrists, and hands. Which I have done a few times. Since I was the one who gave everyone their nicknames, I didn’t have one. Which I didn’t mind, since I wasn’t going to give myself one. I doubted any of them would give me one either.

I sensed Dresna’s immediate relief at the thought of getting his feet back on solid ground. A couple of hours later, we alighted from the Hipper. I could tell Dresna was still trying to comprehend how I had instructed him without a word spoken. He stopped mid-pace. “Skye, what exactly happened up there? It was like you took control of my mind.” “I feel pretty shaken myself,” I replied, looking away. “How about we go and get a shot of Drax?” “In the Drock?” he asked, shocked.