Axel Walker Novels & Stories

Nature was beautiful, indeed, but I'd rather I sat here and revel in its wonders rather than aimlessly wander through the woods. The sound of the boot shutting close reached my ears before Axel appeared at my side of the door and opened it. He had a schoolbag latched to his back and the hiking boots he'd gotten me. Talk about a prepared individual. Basically everything I wasn't. I scowled, scrunching my nose as hard as I could. He crouched before me and reached for my legs. "You're so cute when you make that face, Eva…" As sweet as that sounded, it still took a large chunk of patience not to kick him in the mouth. He was so close to it anyway. Axel slowly took off my boots and replaced them

My heart jumped into my throat. “That’s the driver,” I said, smoothing my hair one last time. Jules winked. “Go get ‘em, tiger.” I opened the door, a practiced, polite smile on my face. It wasn’t the driver. Axel stood in my hallway. He was dressed in dark trousers and a simple grey t-shirt that clung to his chest and arms in a way that should be illegal. He looked more casual than I’d ever seen him, and somehow even more powerful. His eyes did a quick, sweeping scan of me—from my face, down to the backless top and leather pants—and for a second, I wished I’d worn a potato sack. I braced for a comment about it being too much for travel.

—Wait, I'll go change. Alicia nodded. Alicia was sitting, moving her feet, waiting for her boss and, when she saw him come out of the elevator, her mouth dropped open. Axel was dressed in grey pants, a white shirt, his white tennis shoes and a cap. He approached Alicia. —I've never seen you dressed like that, sir. Then she thought that she said what she was thinking. —I like to dress normal when I'm not in the office. Besides, we're going for a walk. I don't plan on wearing dress shoes and anything else. I'm not so big that I can't dress like that.

Axel walked away to continue the rest of his meetings and work. After he was done with his day, he had his limo driver drop him at his usual spot. It was his privately owned forest park. One which he bought for his wolf to roam and hunt in. It had wildlife and everything found in a normal forest in the wilderness. Sometimes only his trusted circle of rogues could also come and have access to it for their own wolves too. They still had to shift constantly. For if you kept the animal caged inside, it would wreak havoc.

Why could they not see that? “Well, good luck with that.” Axel said before slipping out. He locked the door behind him. I was exhausted. Mentally, physically and emotionally. Truthfully, I was done running and I wanted nothing more than to be saved. That just in the cards for me. Walking to the balcony, the view was amazing. Too bad I was not going to be here much longer. Waylon POV “What do we do?” Axel walked into my office just as I was pouring myself a whiskey.

I brought my eyes up to look at his handsome face and simply nodded. I suddenly thought that through the years, Axel was becoming more and more handsome and toned. He was wearing a tight white shirt under a blue denim jacket, paired with the same color of denim pants and white rubber shoes. He had long dark brown hair that reached only up to his shoulders. He pulled it up to a neat and tight ponytail today. On most days, he would usually let his hair loose, and comb it thoroughly, and sometimes he wouldn't. His tanned body and huge muscles have done it all for me. Every time our bodies accidentally touch while taking a group photo or being stuck in a crowded place, my body would freeze feeli

The waiter came over with a basket of bread and placed it in the middle of the table, having no idea what he just stepped into. Axel stared at me the entire time, as if there had been no interruption. When the waiter walked away, Axel continued. “Then I’ll move between those soft thighs and sink as far as you can handle. You’ll wince at my size, you always do, but I’ll keep going. After a couple thrusts, I’ll come, because fuck, it’s been a long time. But I’ll still be hard for you, and I’ll fuck you until you cry.”

Axel cracked his bones as he walked on. "There is something you should take a look at." Wesley said as he walked along with his boss who seemed to be at on speed. Wesley couldn't meet up. They got into the elevator from the car park, under ground. Axel ignored all that he was told and gave his own instructions instead.

Axel reported, prompting a momentary pause from Xavier. A muscle twitched at the side of his jaw as he clenched it. With one last draw on his cigarette, he carelessly discarded it to the floor. “Let’s move.” Xavier and Axel entered the elevator, ascending from the building’s highest floor. As they -emerged, he strode purposefully through the corridors, his pack members falling in line behind him. Six loyal members trailed him, ready to execute his every command. To the outside world, he was a billionaire, a powerful CEO of a tech empire and several airlines.

Looking amongst the lively city, Axel found himself pondering the purpose of their upcoming visits to their legitimate businesses. "You know, Don, I've always wondered about those puppet CEOs. They are just pawns in your grand game," Axel remarked, his voice tinged with cynicism. Abaddon turned to Axel, his stoic expression hiding the amusement that flickered in his eyes. Axel was an enigmatic figure with an appearance that matched his eccentric personality. His most striking feature was his pure white hair, which cascaded down to his shoulders in a wild and untamed mane. It seemed to shimmer like moonlight, a stark contrast to the darkness that often surrounded him. His hair held an otherwo