Alan Becker Characters Novels & Stories

The thought almost made me laugh. Almost. “You look like you need that breath.” I stiffened slightly and turned. A man approached with calm, steady steps. Tall, broad, younger than Alpha Jaron but still carrying authority in the way his shoulders stayed squared. His eyes were gentle and warm brown. He stopped two steps from me and gave a respectful nod. “I am Allen,” he said. “Beta of the Steel Fang pack.” His tone was polite, almost soothing after the blast of arrogance I had just escaped. I nodded back. “Doctor Kahlia Ford. Physical therapist. I handle Alpha Jaron’s case.”

I was a devil that loved being a devil, and I wore my horns proudly. After two glasses of whiskey and a poker game with Sel, who arrived an hour prior, Tony finally walked in. I watched him make his way to the bar. I hated how innocent he looked. "He is here, boss. Want me to help?" Sel asked. "Nah. I got this. One more game." I said to her, and she nodded. I won in three moves. I sauntered towards him. "Alpha Tony." He looked up from his phone. "Alpha Gerald." He stood, shaking my hands.

After what happened the last time in the desert, I don’t think I am going to ever forget to charge my phone again. But if my phone was charged, I wouldn’t have met Cassian. I am not one to think about destiny. So what the fuck am I doing? I notice that I have three missed calls from Becky. One of the people that I keep close here in the city. I don’t hesitate to press the redial button and press the phone to my ear. She answers on the first ring. “Nova!” She screams, making me flinch. “Hello, Becky,” I mutter, and she squeals.

Before she left, she was known and ridiculed to be the over weighted fatty of the Sterling's. Anita stood up still in disbelief, she walked towards Becky moving around her for a while before engulfing her in a tight embrace.. "It's really you!" Alexa rolled her eyes at the drama, well she was happy that the once miss fatty cleared her from the stupid alliance her grandfather was about to set up with the Brown's.. Aldrin was also marveled by her three sixty degree transformation.. "Becky, what did you do? you look amazing and really pretty" Anita cleared her throat to bring him back to reality, on getting her cue, he zipped his lips shut with a small pout..

“You have kids? Not one, not two, three. A whole three at once.” “Yes, I do,” I signaled over to the minions who wouldn't leave a recovering Bree alone. And one by one, they came; standing side by side. “Good morning ma'am, my name is Albert Pierce. I am my mother's nightmare. Only I have the ability to go after her life.” That introduction wasn't what we all expected, it sent everyone into spirals of laughs. “I totally agree with him,” Alexander said, making us go for another round of laughter.

“And Bonita Gomez is sooo talented. We trained together, you know. Ainsley is in expert hands.” Lucas is quietly soothing Charlotte. I really do hope she and Caleb are fated. They have some maturing to do, but they’ll make a great Alpha and Luna one day. Beckett is pacing at the end of the hall. He always pulls away when he’s stressed out. It’s his way of coping. When his parents died, he never grieved. The therapist said he just didn’t have a close connection with them. They were too wrapped up in their vices to pay much attention to him. Removing himself from stressful situations is just his nature.

Tyler asked as he tried to collect the phone from her but the latter stood up and tried communicating with the caller. “Is this you dad? Fucking say something!” Becky yelled and the call ended immediately. Tyler stood up from the bed with slight difficulty as he was still feeling slight pains around his tummy area. “Give me the phone first, who are you talking to?” Tyler asked as he finally collected the phone from her. “Who is Mr Baker Smith? That's the same name with my dad but he is late already? Please make me understand before I lose my mind because I can't just wrap my head around it right now.” Becky said as her heart kept racing wildly.

“Everyone wants you to be here.” Anais licked her lips and nodded silently. Atlas pressed a kiss to her temple and continued into the foyer of the executive offices. “Good morning,” Becky exclaimed. She jumped up from her desk and practically ran around it to see them. “Becky,” Atlas greeted her. He turned to Anais. “Anais, this is Becky, my assistant. Becky, my mate, Anais.” “I’m so glad to meet you, Anais,” she exclaimed. Anais shook her hand and smiled back.

They looked good together, if I must confess. “Thank you, Idris, for looking out for my son. You are a good friend.” Mr. Charles tapped my shoulder. The touch reminded me so much of Dave, but Mr. Charles’s wasn’t hard; it was a slight pat. “I will be going out now. Joshua is waiting outside.” Here came the adulterous woman. Just what did she have in mind now? Looking at how loose and short her dress is, I know what she was up to. Becky went back to her room, leaving just me and Alex in the sitting room.

So you go run around town like a slut! Becca ~”Sammy!” Sammy ~”It’s the truth! What is the fucking problem with you two!” Becca ~”He lies.” Sammy ~”Grow up Becca! So do you! Who the fuck is Alex?” Becca ~”The guy from Spangles.” Sammy ~”Did I not tell you to leave him alone!” Becca ~”Yes but…” Sammy ~”No fucking buts!” Sammy ~”Johno!” Johno ~”Yes babe?”