Anon Novels & Stories

Alpha Nathan wore black jeans and a white shirt while I wore my white dress. “Are these your ceremonies?” I asked, wanting to break the ice. I had to find some way to approach the man. His head snapped in my direction and I couldn’t help but shy back in my seat as I feared his reaction, my heart racing against my ribcage “our pack had different ceremonies, that is why I’m asking”

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Orion That night, my phone buzzes, pulling me out of the quiet that settled in after my call with Nero and Aeron. I don’t recognize the number, but something in my gut tells me to answer. “Yeah?” I growl, my voice low, not in the mood for whatever this is. “Orion.” The voice on the other end is shaky, barely recognizable. But I know it’s him. Zane. I freeze, my grip on the phone tightening. “What the fuck do you want?”

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

He eyed me from head to toe, and displeasure crossed his face. I lowered my gaze down, feeling hurt. “Her cunt must be fascinating,” Connor jeered, and I winced at his rude comment. “Or a fascinating bust,” I heard Ryan. He appeared from behind. “36-inch,” he sneered and eyed my breasts. “I’d like to taste those beautiful tits of yours.” I cringed at his dirty words and immediately folded my arms over my chest, looking away. “She’s just his whore!” Connor remarked, and then he and Ryan burst into laughter.

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I am in heaven when my phone chimes. It's a text from Mo. Mo : *Do not G****e Nate. I'm begging you, don't do it until I'm at your apartment tonight* Well, guess what? Like any other kids with super high curiosity, I do what exactly I am told not to. What the .... ****

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Because I don't remember this pack having one cause the last Alpha didn't bother to have one built. " South of the pack house " she said I sighed knowing I hate to miss my sleep , but I knew I wouldn't hear the end of it from Aunt and Uncle if I didn't " Ok I will try to be there" I hung up the phone . But hanging up I wondered who sent me the text because no one here has my number, just my family, I thought to myself . So I texted back " Who is this ? " *Kane * " Who is this? " is the text I get back from her , knowing she might not want to talk to me if I told it is me . So I decided not to tell her " Just know I will be seeing you in the morning " I texted back .

“No, Connie and Hannah are team one. You are team two.” “Right,” she said. “I forgot.” “Forgot or weren’t listening,” he muttered aloud. Usually, he found her forgetfulness cute, but tonight he found it annoying and distracting. “Here he comes,” Elliott warned them. Through Elliott’s IAC, Aaron could see the dark figure of an older man, hunched over, with crazy black hair, slithering towards the chimpanzee cage. He weaved in and out of the shadows and seemed to do a dance step now and again.