Baka Drake Friend Novels & Stories

I nod as I softly sway to the music. Several hours later, we are sitting in the back booth of a restaurant, waiting for our waiter to bring out the food. Drake and I are chatting and laughing. " I haven't had such fun in a long time," he breathes, drinking his whiskey. " Why? I ask casually. " I don't know. So much has happened in these four years that I lost myself," he confesses, eyes distant. He lost Apphia, his closest friend, and Luna. As Gamma, his duty is to the pack's Luna. They must have had a special bond.

"I just don't care." Drake let out a frustrated breath and dropped onto the edge of my bed‚ running both hands over his face like I was physically causing him pain. He was my beta‚ had been since we were twenty five years old and I took my position as Alpha of the Greymoon pack. He was also the closest thing I had to a best friend‚ after Ethan‚ which meant he was one of the only people on this planet who could talk to me like this without getting his throat ripped out.

Business complications could pull Alexander’s attention away from her and from their dangerous new dynamic. Twenty minutes later, Alexander returned with a tall, sharply dressed man in his mid-forties. Marcus Hale had salt-and-pepper hair like Alexander, but sharper features, calculating gray eyes, and an expensive tailored shirt that screamed power. He carried himself with the confidence of someone who always got what he wanted. “Marcus,” Alexander said, gesturing to the table. “This is my daughter Lily, and her best friend Mia Thompson. Ladies, Marcus Hale my longtime business partner.” Marcus’s eyes swept over the table, lingering a second too long on Mia before he offered a charming smil

His friend's question brought him back to his senses. "No, I'm not. But nothing serious." Drake replied. "Hey, want me to come over?" Dylan was his friend's name. He asked with concern, wondering if the question Drake asked earlier has gotten him some kind of trouble. They've been friends since they were little, and don't hide things from each other. It's odd for Drake to be acting this way. Normally, he was supposed to argue about Dylan's response on how the women are married and they will round it up with laughter and teasing, but he was oddly silent.

Drake stared at me for a moment. "Drake, you know I have a soft spot for you as a friend, nothing more," I said cautiously, aware of the impact my words might have on him. "A guy can hope," Drake replied, a tinge of hurt in his voice. I sighed, realizing my response had hurt his feelings. "Sorry, Drake. I didn't mean to hurt you," I said sincerely. "What's been going on with you? I've noticed you've been lost in thought." "Just work and more work, as boring as ever. I've been trying to get in touch with that bastard Jake to help you get your revenge," Drake added. Surprised by his words, I looked at him.

Jadinya dia sakit dua kali, di lambung dan juga di hati. "Tadi itu aku main truth or dare. Aku kalah. Kak Niken menang." Nadine menjelaskan permainan yang ditawarkan Niken. Awalnya mereka hanya bermain seru-seruan karena merasa bosan. Lalu, dia kalah dan diberikan tantangan memakan bakso mercon. Padahal cabai yang dimakan sudah dikurangi dari perjanjian awal.

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

She had no doubt that being in his shoes, constantly compared to someone like Theodore, was suffocating. After a beat, Drake suddenly extended his hand toward her, his smile returning in full force. “You know, I could use a friend in this circus. You seem like someone who knows how to handle themselves. What do you say? Friends?” Nadia hesitated for a moment, unsure. She had been so focused on her role in Theodore’s world that the idea of making friends here felt almost out of place. Yet, there was something disarming about Drake—he wasn’t asking for anything from her, and he seemed genuinely offering a friendship, without any strings attached.

Once off the ramp I gently pump the foot rest into the back of Drake's legs. "Hey D," I say backing away from him as he turns. His grin is as wide as my own. "Hey J, ready man?" I nod and Drake turns his attention to Jacob. "See you there in an hour looser," he says jokingly. Jacob and Drake have become friends the last couple of years since Drake and I are always together. "Later looser," Jacob replies with a chuckle as he slaps Drake on the shoulder. Before he turns to get his bike to put in the back of dad's truck he stops and looks at me intently causing me to fidget.

said Drake with a smile. It's great meeting up with old friends, for Drake. He rarely makes friends with other creatures. Like for example Alarick. Even though they are side by side in New York City and keep the city together, they are always enemies. The struggle for economic power has always been a source of their strife. "Maybe, Drake," Lana replied as she gracefully walked away from Drake. Lana went into the toilet to see and tidy up her make-up. Not long after, June came out of the toilet and headed for the sink.