Romans & histoires Alan Grant

His hand rested lightly on the curve of my waist, grounding and maddening all at once. “I see that our Luna has been training you.” Nolan said, choosing to direct his question to the children who are watching excitedly. “And I can tell if this is how your training is starting, then I'm going to have a stronger league on my line, aren't I?” I tilted my face up, ready to ask what the hell he was doing. I wanted to ask what he was doing, but the smile that was on his face was one that I never saw. Even the children were happy to see him like this.

I searched for the girl on social media using my laptop to know more about her. She is Rachel Mein. She's twenty-two years old, the same age as me, working as a sales executive in a glass company, loves to wear contact lenses, is a freak, and a loser because she is fighting with someone here in social media named Gail because of a boyfriend issue and the only daughter of the husband and wife that I burned inside the red car. Perfect! now let’s see if she can fight me.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

I wrapped my arms around Blake, hugging him tightly before taking a step back. “Is this him?” “No, that’s my driver, Ashton” I said, smiling as I introduced him. Ashton simply nodded as he kept his eyes on where Neriman went to get the books. “He got you a personal driver?” Alana asked. “Alana…” Blake warned. Alana simply shrugged before looking at me, her smile growing. “Well, when are we going to meet him? You two got married so suddenly that it almost seemed arranged” Alana mocked, making my chest ache. I simply smiled, pretending that her comment didn’t hurt me.

They were getting ready to open the door. "Good morning!" Aice's smile receded at the end of the greeting when she found that Ralin had come. "Are you ready? We're leaving now," Ralin asked, trying to be friendly. Alice, who was in the wheelchair, nodded. Then Ralin pushed him outside. In the car, they would talk about where Alice lived. "Aice, I rent a place to live for you, you can choose, a house or an apartment and a maid who will help you," said Ralin while looking back.

If this is how Gray wants me to pay penance for my freakout yesterday, I guess I’ll grin and fucking bear it. We roll into the driveway of a little blue house and climb out of the Jeep, starting up the front walk. Snow crunches under my boots as I glance toward the house, the door swinging open before we’re even halfway up the walk. A big, surly looking fucker appears in the doorway- the one and only Daryl Miller. He doesn’t exactly have a reputation for being warm and fuzzy, so I’m not surprised when we’re greeted with a scowl. “Alpha Gray, Alpha Chase,” he barks, his eyes shifting between us as we approach. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Wane addressed her "Good day Alpha…." I watch as Wane rubs his forehead tiredly "Mrs. Johnson, this is my wife, Rose" "Ohh…beautiful, welcome" The elderly woman smiled at me "Thanks" I muttered bowing a little "Excuse me my Alpha, what would you like for lunch?" She elderly woman asked, Wane looked at me with raised eyebrows "Anything….." I stuttered "Alright dear," Mrs. Johnson smiled and walked off, Wane started climbing stairs while I followed behind

“Who comes to search for a job here on a day like this? Today of all days?” My frown instantly melted away and was replaced with confusion. “What do you mean? What is happening today?” “What?” He answered in awe. “Are you new in town?” He further inquired. His question made me remember my driver again. “This is definitely Karma.” “Yes, I am. So tell me what today is.” I answered with clenched jaws. “It’s Alpha Kilhan’s birthday! The man who rules this town. Almost all the clubhouses, hotels, restaurants, and even some hospitals are owned by him. Including the one we are in as we speak.” He praised him, but I remained unfazed.

I expressed sincerely, conveying my appreciation through a nod of respect. Indeed, much like Ruth had assured me, there was no need for concern. In contrast to Hawthorne, Alpha Riel, despite his formidable power, exuded an air of humility. He bore the semblance of a leader steadfast in his commitment to safeguarding those under his charge. His act of forgiveness, even in the midst of conflict with the Crescent Moon pack, illuminated his character. It showcased a man of compassion, one deserving of his leadership role. "Mmm," he replied, a smile playing on his lips. "You're free to go," he stated, offering a nod of dismissal. I turned and retraced my steps, heading back in the direction where

Bryant rolled his eyes. “You’re not in uniform, so I don’t have to listen to you,” Alex huffed. “And she’s my best friend. Not letting some random guy go after her,” he added. “Luna, you remember me? I’m David Bryant. And that…” David greeted, pointing past me to the honey-eyed wolf. “Is Mikali Hamilton. Alpha sent us to protect you and your family. He didn’t mention a brother, though,” David explained, giving Alex the side-eye.