Novel & Cerita Caleb X Mc

"What? She asked." My face is on fire. I take a sip of water and try to compose myself, but my mind is racing. A sex club. Caleb and Callum go to a sex club. Of course they do. They're NFL players, rich and famous and surrounded by women who throw themselves at them. Why wouldn't they? And Caleb is taking some yoga instructor named Jade tonight. The fork in my hand trembles. I set it down before I drop it. "You should come," Caleb says, and for a second I think he's talking to me. But he's looking at Callum now, casual, leaning back on his stool. "You and whoever you're seeing. Make it a double."

his father said before everyone was eating and Caleb was feeling agitated to get out of here so that he can be with his mate now. “Relax, will you? No one will come to your mate. And if anything, you should be scare of her, she got some skills,” Xavier whispered to him before his Beta was smirking at him. “I would like to see when you found your mate, will you able to calm down,” Caleb mumbled before Xavier chuckled as he sipped on the wine again. Later, Caleb was running on all four before he shifted near the neutral territory and put on some clothes before went inside the cottage. He noticed that the cottage was unlocked but no one dared to come here.

Caleb’s smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Good. I want to see them suffer. And I’ll make sure you get the chance to do just that.” Caleb's eyes gleamed with a sinister intensity as he gazed at Monica. “You see, I've been thinking... maybe it's time I take matters into my own hands. Maybe it's time I show them all what I'm capable of." Monica's heart raced with a mix of fear and anticipation. She knew that look in Caleb's eyes, that tone in his voice. It was a warning sign, a signal that he was about to unleash his wrath upon the world.

“We cannot talk about this later.” “Mitchell—” “Caleb has a girlfriend.” I stopped walking. Turned around slowly. Caleb, sixteen years old, standing two steps behind Mitchell with his hands in his pockets and the expression of a person who had specifically not wanted this information shared in this way at this time and had been entirely powerless to prevent it. “Mitchell,” he said, with enormous, exhausted dignity, “I told you that in confidence.” “I tell Lex everything,” Mitchell said cheerfully. “You know this. This has always been the policy.”

Caleb was purring Mate so loudly I thought my eardrums would burst. I forced it down. The mating bond was a chemical trap. I reminded myself of the dossiers Madeline had shown me: the betrayal, the faked death, the way he’d plotted with Frederic to dismantle my family. He’s an actor, I told myself. A professional. Look at the eyes. But he didn't see me. He was searching. If he’s the villain, Caleb mused, who is he performing for in the dark? Shut up, I snarled internally.

“We can’t tell everyone, especially Alice and Aaron, until the doctor gives us a clear after first trimester.” They both nodded, even though Caleb’s pout deepened. “I can’t wait to tell everyone,” he said, closing the distance between us. He was like a big puppy, with dark eyes and tattoos. He was very clingy and needy, and I loved that. “Can I give you twins?” “Huh?” I was pushed on the bed before they answered me. “Let’s find out,” Kyle said, crawling over me as Caleb undressed. I squirmed when he pinned my wrists to the bed and lowered his hand to my sex. I gasped when he flipped the dress up, kissing my neck.

Marco spat on me. "No one will save you now," Kiley slammed my head against the wall. Somehow I managed to keep still despite my tears. "He'll be here. You don't know him the way I do." Caleb just laughed. "You don't know a thing about demons. Your naivety is almost cute." He had my shirt up at rib cage level. I just bit his arms as hard as I could. "He isn't like the rest." I spat the blood from Caleb's arm into his face.

Not that he was bad himself. “How are you doing today?” Steph asked as she smoothed my bangs to the back. “Good. I feel really good today. How about you? Aren’t you stressed from Pack duties?” Her arms were still around my waist. “Nope. It’s my duty so I’m used to it.” “Sometimes I wonder if you two are lesbians,” Caleb commented as he dropped the dumbbells to the floor. “You have a bad mouth and a rotten mind.” “I like Steph. A lot.” I said, dragging the last word.

“I don’t understand. If you’re just trying to play with me, maybe you should just let me go… or kill me right now.” Caleb responded with a laugh, shaking his head while gently pinching my cheek. “If I wanted to kill you, I would’ve done it the moment I knew you were my mate. But I came to get you and even postponed a dinner that should’ve started an hour ago—just for you. I know you still need time to rest, even though I had so many other ways to wake you up,” Caleb said. “But, Alpha Caleb, I just separated from my mate. How could I suddenly have you as my next mate? I mean, I’m just an unattractive werewolf without a wolf!”

“This just gives me hope that something is keeping Damien tethered to this realm.” Caleb is oddly silent and then he picks up his tea, sipping it, before suddenly saying, “The effects of the moonshine are gone from your system now, aren’t they?” He’s talking to me and I nod, “I’ve started growing those flowers. I consumed a lot of them.” Caleb holds out his hand, “May I?” His fingers run over the inner side of my wrist and then he releases my hand, “Well, it’s gone.”