Novel & Cerita Baka Drake Friend

Jake They all hushed after Kari turned on music using her phone, their paint brushes coating the wall in a muted teal. Jake stayed close to Kari, making small talk here and there, loving the concentration on her face as she painted. He looked up as Drake walked in, the closest friend in Bar Harbor he’d made at the small gym where he’d spent many nights trying to purge the memories of Bethany from his mind. “Someone call for a help?” Drake stopped at the door, his hands on his hips as he looked around.

I tell her, ending the call. Drake raises an eyebrow at me, and I raise one right back at him. He has become a close friend and a secret ally for me and Athena ever since he found out about our matebond and the High Council’s crazy vendetta. It also helps that his own mate is a witch, and he doesn’t want to lose her. They have not come out in public, as his father, who is best friends with my uncle Henri, will surely die of shame. Those two are the worst purists I have ever met, and I thought that bullshit only existed in the wolfpacks. I was surely mistaken,

I hear light chuckles from Vic and Scott. “What?” I ask. “What’s funny?” I ask as I notice Kyrah is trying not to laugh by biting her lower lip. “So now Blake is a dung beetle and Sabrina is Delilah with a body of a stray dog? My goodness, Roxy!” Vic lets out a loud laughter and I join in. “That’s what they are and screw them for what they’ve done to my best friend. You know what? Karma is a bitch and soon enough the two of them will pay for everything,” I say shoving my right fist into my left palm.

She thinks I'm a good person? She's the only person I know who has told me I'm a good person. People call me Draco in the underworld, and most people associate it with the devil, dragon, demon, etc. But my fiery kitten thinks I'm a good person. Would she have the same view about me if she knew and saw what I was capable of? I know I'm not a psychopath who just kills people without thinking, but I've taken down some people because the world would be a better place without them, so I guess I did something good.

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

“Seriously? Arc, you know I’m responsible for her and nothing else. Why on earth would you think that?” Dillon called Drake’s name. He was now talking to him as a friend, not his boss. Drake knew that his words had caught him off guard because he just stood there looking at him with his mouth open a little bit. Drake leaned back and let his body loosen up as he waited for his answer. Even though he had known Dillon since they were kids, he was still the Alpha, and he didn’t like being questioned. Dillon looked at Drake for a few seconds before laughing. “No, Arc. I only said that because I thought it could help.”

I push my head and say to her; "Please don't start and I am begging you don't do anything stupid," She laughed and turned back to Drake's chair, she wave at him and Drake wave back at her; and he look back to his friends laughing at the jokes they appear to be telling. "That's bullshit"I overheard Drake say it to his friends, he laughs. I look at him, and I can't help but smile. He is so handsome, with his dark brown eyes and his perfect lips that always seem to be smiling. His hair was cut short and he had a nice tan complexion that made him stand out from the rest of us in class.

He will never find out. Drake brought me to his friend's house. We will stay here and let the night pass. He told me he wanted to bring me away from here. Ares can visit all the packs of this place and the better way to stay away from his life is to leave the country. Drake will help me and I am so grateful for him. He never leaves me. Drake sacrificed his friendship towards Ares just for me and I really appreciated it.

My stomach dropped when I saw him turn—Lucas Carter—a member of the trio—Drake’s best friend, still smirking like the universe is a joke. “Lily Stewart?” Lucas eyes widened. “No fucking way.” Salome beamed. “You two know each other?” Before I could disappear, Lucas yelled across the hall… “Drake! Get over here—you won’t believe who Salome dug up!” The crowd parted quickly like the Red Sea. There he stood. Drake. His storm-grey eyes locked into mine, and for the second time in ten years, I saw something flicker in them—something that wasn’t mockery.

I heard a hush sound and everyone started talking at once before they were ordered to stop talking. Drake introduced me to all of the eight-pack elders. They all had long white beards. They all seemed genuinely pleased to meet me which was a relief. After that, he introduced me to his betas. I had met beta Justin, but still, he reintroduced him and also his mate Rose. I was surprised when Rose got up and hugged me. He introduced Mark as his sub-beta. That was the first time I heard of such a thing but Drake had already proven himself smart and if he had a sub-beta then it was a very good idea. Mark's mate was Kate and they both shook hands with me.