Allegiant นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

And with the formation of the six-pack alliance several years back, our territory has expanded considerably. The packs work together to run the businesses on the outskirts of the territory to bring in revenue for the packs. The biggest attractions are Cedar Ridge Ski Lodge and Cedar Ridge Brewery. While the ski resort and lodge are shuttered during the summer months, the brewery is a year-round business, so I was able to pick up a summer job as a waitress. At least I kept telling myself it was a summer job. Now that summer’s coming to an end, I have no idea what my next move is going to be.

𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬: April Waje: the automobile engineer who recently made a limited edition 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞 that sold billions. Yara Chizaram Williams: The director and owner of 𝐋𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 and 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲 𝐀� ��𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬-𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

My heel tapped against the carpeted floor of the conference room, while my fingertips drummed along the table to the same rhythm. "In all," he said. "We're very happy with the progress that Alpha Inc. has given us at Brown's Rentals, and we would like to extend your services to our partner company Brown's Towing, LLC." "We'd be happy to take on Brown's Towing, Mr. Brown. Let's schedule a time for our normal consolation and get things set up," I said, almost robotically. Brown was a huge client, but one of many for Alpha Inc. He smiled underneath his bushy handlebar mustache. "I'll call the front desk and schedule myself in then, Mr. Reed. As always, it's such a pleasure working with you all.

He held out a slick white business card. She glanced at the card. Aegis Group was printed on it in a neat type, no nonsense, no logo. Thick cardstock, with that fancy grain that spoke of understated money. These weren't bargain business cards some scam artists got off the Internet. It was the nice stuff only those who dealt with rich people used.

Was it his kindness, or was it the Alpha's glare shooting daggers in my direction behind the man? "You're welcome." He smiled. "Harrison Cage. That's my name. What's yours?" "Scarlett." I added. "Scarlett De Luca." "Cage." Alpha Jax's voice seemed ominous for a second as Harrison's eyes went back and forth between us. "Pardon me." He replied. "I'll see you some other time, Scarlett." He said as he went back to the Alpha's side. As they exited, Alpha Jax turned back with eyes full of fire, enough for me to burn to the ground.

He needed to know. "Alpha Jett is..." she hesitated, hating to say the word out loud. "Alpha Jett is what?" "Our alliance with him is being threatened, Merrit. Alpha Jett is seeing another she-wolf!" "What?" He rose as anger twisted his features. "It can't be! Andy Marquez is head of his warriors and very close to him. He was certain that there's no one in the picture." "Andy doesn't know about the whøre. She's not just any female, Merritt. She's his fated mate!"

She explained with a shrug. Construction? Clans? Indie must have seen the confusion on her face so she smiled, "The Northern Territory is vast, but we're in Crasmere the capital where the Alpha resides but there are seven clans in total who owe allegiance to the alpha," she explained in a hushed tone like she was giving Rey some sort of history lesson.

By dawn, he was on a private jet to New York, putting miles of airspace between himself and the wreckage he had made. A sharp knock on the heavy oak door broke his train of thought. "Come in," Adrian rasped, his voice rough from disuse and the dry hotel air. His personal secretary, a meticulous man named Vance, stepped into the room, holding a tablet tightly against his chest. He took one look at Adrian’s unbuttoned collar and the dark circles bruising the skin beneath his eyes, but his professional mask didn't slip. "Mr. Voss. The executives from the shipping conglomerate are waiting in the conference room downstairs," Vance reported smoothly. "The renegotiations for the north-side ports ar

I calmly cooed, taking a step toward her. She looked indecisive, narrowing her eyes in on me, and furrowing her brows in the process, "Who are you?" She murmured, "What are you?" Her voice was clearer as she asked those questions and I couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed. It was such an odd question that I didn't expect from her. "What do you mean?" I asked, feigning unsureness, "My name is Zion Collins and although I said that I'm from Pluto, Angel face, I lied. I'm actually human."