Novel & Cerita Alex J Mercer

He said with a soft smile as he took his wife’s hand gently and caressed it. “He’s right hunny.” The Luna says and Runa only smiled and nodded. A man stepped out, stood at least five-six, and looked young. “This is Alex, he’s unmated and is a very excellent fighter. If anything happens,” he paused before glancing to Alpha Ace, “Report to us and keep her safe.” “Of course Alpha,” Alex said, crouching down to get bags and placing them in the car that awaited her. She grimaced a bit before giving her farewells to her friends, Sierra and Milo, and her pups she trained for years.

This pillar of granite is coming apart at the seams, and it’s the most human thing I’ve ever seen. ”I’m not the perfect hero Xander deserves” Alex continues, his voice cracking. ”But I’ve officially disclosed our bond to my command. I’ve put my stripes on the line because a life without him isn't a life I want to lead anymore. I’m asking for your acceptance—not as a Sergeant, but as a man who is learning how to be whole again because of your brother.” I reach out, placing a firm hand on Alex’s shoulder. Beneath the fabric of his suit, he feels like solid rock, but he shudders at my touch.

“I appreciate that you want to stand by me, Sophia, but this is dangerous.” She raised a brow. “Do I look like someone who runs from danger?” Something flickered in his gaze—something warm, something almost... tender. Then his phone rang. Adrian answered, his face hardening. “Mercer.” A cold chuckle echoed through the speaker. “Adrian Blackwood. It’s been a long time.” Adrian’s grip on the phone tightened. “What do you want?” “Oh, nothing much. Just watching you squirm.” Mercer’s voice was laced with amusement. “You always were good at playing the untouchable billionaire. But this time? You won’t come out unscathed.”

He grits his teeth, refusing to react, but I can feel the way his body trembles. “You were always so desperate,” I continue, my voice light, almost thoughtful. “Desperate to be something. Desperate to be someone. You tried so hard, and yet…” I hum, pressing the blade just under his jaw, feeling the way his pulse jumps beneath it. “Mercer took one look at you and saw how low you were. Hell, he fucked a guy from a trailer and still couldn’t tolerate you." Axel jerks violently, his rage finally cutting through the fear, but I just laugh.

I said, wrapping my arms around myself “I don’t know why you did it, and believe me, I am trying to find it in me to accept that you meant nothing by it, that you didn’t mean to hurt me; but fucks sake does it hurt knowing that I can’t at least understand why it happened” “I know that as your slave, I have no say in what you do, say, or how you act. But you’re not the only selfish one who wants me to yourself” I said, biting my bottom lip. Alexei frowned in confusion, his eyes studying my expression carefully “yes, I do want you to suffer just like I have, and I want to watch you ball your eyes out after you’ve lost everyone. However I know that if reality does hit, I would be the first to f

I fought the urge to wince under her touch. “I can help with that.” We both jumped at the deep voice. It came from the entrance of the tunnel. I let out an annoyed breath, preparing to face another one of Cedrics' friends. “I don’t need-“ I stopped as my eyes fell on Apollo. He was shirtless, his caramel skin glowing in the sunlight. His muscles toned, he looked as though he was moulded by the mother's own two hands—pure perfection. I forced my eyes to find him. His lips tugged up in the corner as he took me in. His perfect purple eyes, looking back at me.

It was like the man wasn’t there or they didn’t feel guilty at least, about it. “You don’t need to be surprised, Ezra. For a person who had a Lycan son, who has also been given up on, I am surprised that you are still surprised about me.” Alvize said, stopping me. I had to fight back growling at the man whose eyes were fixed on our parents. The odd and scary part about this was that the man showed zero emotions, and zero remorse. If anything, he didn’t seem to be in the pain that I was in.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

Knox waited. “But if someone notices...” Mercer shook his head slightly. “Both of us could lose our jobs.” Knox’s gaze hardened slightly. “I need the truth before somebody decides to bury it completely.” Mercer studied him carefully. Then finally he nodded once. “If this helps us find 23....” He adjusted the bag against his shoulder again. “I’m in.” Knox let out a slow breath. “Good.” Mercer looked toward the towering agency building uneasily. “I’ll need time to cover my tracks.”

The next morning Ember woke up feeling exhausted, she only arrived at her apartment at around 1am and she went to bed at 3am because she stayed on the phone with Sophie, who was still trying to explain to her who Axle Bolton exactly was. Ember still didn't understand why it was so important for her to know him because he was not God. He was just a normal human just like anyone else. The only difference is that he was super attractive and that he had a lot more money than anyone could ever imagine.