Aidan Peterson Novels & Stories

His arm was draped behind her, his hand resting on her shoulder. Across from them, Cady was a study in contrast. Where Helena was soft curves and warmth, Cady was sleek lines and cool elegance. Her blonde bob was perfectly sharp, her porcelain skin flawless. She leaned against her husband, Aiden, who looked like he’d just stepped out of a catalog for expensive watches. With his sharp jawline, designer stubble, and an arm slung casually around Cady, he exuded an arrogant confidence. “I still maintain,” Aiden said, pointing a finger with a mock-serious expression, “that ‘Two midgets shitting in a bucket’ is a perfectly valid and hilarious answer for the card ‘What’s that smell?’”

Adrian Peters had grown up in Seward. He had gone to Seward High School, he had then gone to the Academy and became a cop. He loved his job, he loved being right, he also had no emotional attachments to anyone and he prided himself on always getting answers. Adrian Peters also lived alone, his relationships never seemed to work out as he saw himself as more intelligent than his counterparts and he grew tired of them quickly. He wiped the already clean surface of the kitchen counter again.

"Are you sure everything is fine?" "Absolutely. "Everything is fine," I said, nudging her. "Let us catch up outside then." I agreed. On our way outside, we saw Alpha Adonis' friend, Fred, walking towards us. He was tall and skinny, with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes. He carried a lead guitar and wore jeans and a black turtleneck shirt. Oh, how I admired men with musical abilities. The attractiveness increased a thousandfold, and while my feelings for the alpha's friend were far from romantic, I would love to hear him sing. It made me wonder if Alpha Adonis had vocal abilities.

So yes, this night was far from what I once dreamed. Adam is still allowed into my house because he has parental rights to our son. Pete. Pete Linn is seven years old, a boy too young to understand the wreckage of his parents’ love, yet old enough to see the cracks. I know Adam loves him. I also know Adam is a pain in the butt. Always has been. But here’s the thing no one really wants to admit—Adam fucks good.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

He said with a smile. I nodded at him and continued eating. This isn't the first time that Ashton went to visit the Philippines, this is probably the third time. The last time he went their, he talked about how kind and how hardworking the Filipinos are. He also learned how to cook a dish called Chicken adobo and darn, it tasted so good especially with freshly cut pineapples on it.

For some reason it feels like I've accomplished something by getting her to notice me. I hold the bottle out to Adan who takes it and follows my lead. I guess we're getting drunk. I guess we are. Adan and I eat three more hot dogs each and drink half the bottle between us. We talk about Ike, mostly. Adan tells me he had just been a normal pack member when Ike took over. He said he watched him take on every single challenger and beat them all, all without any effort, except Matt, of course. He said he admired him from that day on. He did in fact do maintenance in the pack, fixing plumbing issues and things like that. He wants to be a guard though, I guess. He said in order to be a guard, you

Adams said. "There is no way I am going to let that happen. Besides we are the same. If you die, I die too. Who is going to take care of Maya? There is no way we are going to die." Ashton said. "I don't know if you can protect us anymore Ashton, I can't feel the life in me anymore," Adams said and just like that, he became silent. No matter what Ashton called out in his mind, Adams did not respond. "A.D.A.M.S." Ashton gave out a painful cry.

He shrugged, “Because I know I don’t have the choice, but it doesn’t feel the same anymore. My spark has gone.” “You were punching those kick bags yesterday with some serious passion,” I pointed out. “With anger, Dad. Anger, frustration and hopelessness.” “Well... either way, no one saw any weakness. And maybe as Alpha, when you have meaning in your life, happiness will follow.” He forced a smile, “Maybe.” I slid a piece of paper across the desk, with five names on it. “Anyway, now you have your first enemy sorted, you need to make the final decision on a Beta. On our shortlist, we have Julius, Ace, Marcellus, Emiliano and... Elias.”

Alex POV I watched as her soul was crushed from the information Creed decided to hold from me. It was like watching that lovely spark in her eyes deem to darkness. The worst part is I don’t think I’ll be able to fix it. Once the doctor gave her permission to see him, she hasn't left his side, not to shower, or eat anything. The state he’s in, he hasn't opened his eyes yet. He’s coded a couple times but I’ve been told his wolf is doing everything he can to help him stay alive. We still don’t know why his wolf hasn’t shifted until now. Once he wakes up we are hoping we can get some more information from him. Sitting next to the door of his room, watching my mate hold her brother's hand as she