Astrid #httyd Novels & Stories

While still backing them, she raised her left arm and Lycidas froze in his tracks, as if someone pushed a pause button on him. “I’m very much aware about who you guys are.” The figure said as it proceeded to stand up and face Claud and Lupa. “If I didn’t know who you were, I wouldn’t haven’t taken you from that place.” “By taken, you mean abducted right?” Claud retorted back. “Call it whatever you want.” The figure said. “My name is Astrid Wynter and I need your help.”

I look up, holding her gaze steadily. “Astrid was here last night. At the tower.” Hayley’s eyes widen comically. “Really? Is she as gorgeous in person as she is in the photos?” I almost roll my eyes. Ever since Hayley hacked into Astrid’s personal computer and retrieved those photos, she hasn’t stopped gushing about her beauty. “That’s not the point, Hayley dear. Focus.” She shrugs. “I mean, forgive me but Astrid Machiavelli is a goddess. That woman is a one hot bombshell. Sex on legs…!”

“Cade’s still inside.” “Oh, I know,” I mutter under my breath, barging into a room full of men watching a workout video on their gigantic TV while they all lift weights. “Astrid,” they all say in unison as a greeting, and I just nod at them, rushing up the steps where the rooms are.

Leon returns a short time later with a couple of scrolls he hands to me. 'Alpha Ryker!' Mia says as she enters the room, Kane and Hayley behind her. 'Please tell me you found them,' she says, hopeful. I shake my head. 'No, but I can confirm they were both at Zenith Creations. Their scents were faint but were there. Alpha Zenith denied seeing Seth but said Astrid worked for him for a few days before leaving with enough money to skip town. So, he has them. He's lying.' We gather around the table and roll out the map showing Shady Crest.

“But your friends are right. You should go with someone who is like a slap in the face for Bryan. Someone that Geena herself would drool over. You already know she has envied you all her life. Even though she has Bryan now, it’s still a hard habit to break. So, I suggest you show up happy to that wedding… should you choose to go, that is.” “But Adam… how will I get a dream guy like that to fall for me in three weeks? Considering, I don’t even know where to find one!” Adam chuckled and then he said, “Oh, little Astrid. Your soul is too good, you don’t know how to conjure evil plans, do you?” “What?” “Find that guy, Astrid. Smoking hot! That’s all you need to do.” “Where?” He shrugged. “You go

But he always boasted about having some high level assets. “He said he gave you a gift, and you were ungrateful.” Adelaide brought my attention back to her as she reached one of her arms through the bars and caressed my thigh, her other hand slipping under her top and grasping her own breast. She watched me as she glided her hand high enough up my thigh into my groin area. I could smell her arousal and on instinct, my dick started to harden at the scent. “He said that he thinks we could be friends Adam. ” she tugged at my pants through the bar and looked at me through her eyelashes.

I turn, ready to tear into whoever thought this was a good time to intrude— And I see her. Astrid. Of fucking course it’s Astrid. Strutting forward like she owns the damn place, with that smug, knowing look plastered across her face and lips painted a shade too desperate to be seductive. She’s wrapped in another skin-tight outfit—because God forbid she ever wear something that leaves room to breathe—but today, for once, she’s managed to restrain herself enough to cover her tits. Not that it helps.

Her eyes were wide open while staring at the young lady's countenance, she already knew that Astrid Hawthorne is suicidal. Astrid Hawthorne appeared to be irritated by the turmoil from her seatmate, she did not bother to look at her but she did utter a reply. "Pfft. Hey come on, I'm okay... It's just scratched. It won't kill me," she chuckled and jokingly smirked at her seatmate who looked uneasy.

“And a cup of water to sort my itching throat.” “You can have a seat.” My head cocks in the direction of the warrior standing behind her, “Get her water.” “Aye, Alpha,” he replies before walking away. Astrid fixes her butt on the seat next to Thane. Her glaring gaze pierces through me as her lips move. She is muttering some unknown words. Words I bet are what witches call ‘enchanting.’ My head slants to the side as I watch her do her thing. I can hardly give a fuck about what she is doing even when the atmosphere is suddenly gripped by cold.

“Not really, I guess. A bit of interest now and again, then they all get frightened away.” “Frightened away? Are you beating them at everything again?” Astrid smiled briefly. “No. It’s not me.” She saw Draynon’s expression. “Honest. It’s someone else. Two someone’s actually.” She rolled her eyes. “Two?”