Captain Hook's First Mate Novels & Stories

But the thing is that he also misses Jackson so much. Reuben kind of closed himself off to every other person except Edwina and Marcus. He didn't let anyone else get close to him, he invested himself in this pack. Reuben misses Jackson so much. Yes, Alpha Mathew is indeed Jackson's first mate and Jackson didn't know about Reuben being his second chance mate. But Jackson is Reuben's first Mate, so it is tough for Reuben to let his mate go. But he saw him happy and Reuben thought to let him go for this happiness. He loves Jackson so much but he didn't want Jackson for himself. Probably Jackson still blames him for the death of Jason and he hates Reuben.

Her mouth actually fell open. Brad, to his credit, tried to play it cool. He smirked and gestured between us like we were old friends. “Stacey, this is Sebastian,” he said smoothly. “Sebastian, this is my girl, Stacey.” I gave her a small, polite nod. “Hey.” Her face was surprised with her mouth almost opening wide, like she had just discovered the juiciest piece of gossip in all of Hawthorne. The captain of Westfield suddenly living under the same roof as her boyfriend?

“First piece. Like we agreed.” I took it, fingers brushing his. The paper felt heavy. Important. “What is it?” I asked. He leaned back on the desk, watching me with those dark eyes. “Open it when you’re alone. It’s a report. Shows who really ordered the rogue attack that killed your first mate.” My stomach twisted. I clutched the envelope tighter. My first mate—sweet, gentle Kyle. The one who hadn’t rejected me. The one who had been ripped apart by rogues right after we bonded.

I asked all at once, and realized how curious I was. I cleared my throat and folded my arms. "I am just curious, that's all." He smirked. "I know," he answered. "But let's leave it at that. I don't want to bore you with my boring story." Then you shouldn't have started it, I almost yelled out but that would be foolish of me. I had pushed him into spilling the truth. She was his first mate. I was the second. Not chosen. Not destined first. Just… next.

I couldn't help myself from asking. Hunt dropped his hands and exhaled. "You want the truth? Yes, I did. But it was a long time ago and it didn't mean anything to me. I was still grieving very much. And if you want to know, my first mate died by...by my hand because I made a mistake, Della. But that's in the past now and I want this future." Tears blur my vision as I threw my arms around his neck. "Is that why you didn't want to tell me?"

he answered bringing the binoculars down to the little remotely controlled boat heading in the island's direction, but as soon as panned down movement from the island made him look up again, yet he missed it. "What was that?" He asked looking over the binoculars. "What was what skipper?" First mate asked but somewhere they heard an clear thud on the large steel ship. "Go check it out" The first mate nodded, he headed out the bridge and scaled the steps to the lower decks. Thinking it nothing the captain panned with his binoculars again but a scream of terror made him run to the door to look out. His first mate on his back looking up at a figure, to the captain it seemed like a demon, the win

In the basement, I saw that there was another guy that was chained up but he had passed out and his head fell which made his hair fall over his face. In other words, I couldn't make out his face. Few seconds after I was tied down, I gained back my free will. The first thing I did was chuckle. Indeed, Killian was too great. And the bastard walked in right on time. I laughed now, mocking him for robbing me of my free will. Then he goes on to continue accusing me of Esmeralda's kidnapping. He let his tongue slip, he mentioned that she was a pure blood wolf.

Just like the rest of his mates, average body of an alcoholic and unhealthy diet pirate, the Second Mate bravely spit out his words. It’s their inside joke. They, pirates, are usually stealing and hording women for their own lust and personal desires, and now . . . Searching for allies was never their doings. Captain Black Beard gives him the looks of great darkness and lust of spitting off his blood in his veins. “Are you ready to get your head off from your neck?” “N-No, c-captain.” Scared, trembling voice came out from his mouth while trying to straighten up his words into fix sentence. “Forgive me.”

I screamed at the top of my lungs. His jaw tightened,, and I could see it was beginning to get on his last nerves. GREAT. “It means you’re mine. It means your soul was woven into mine long before either of us drew breath. It means I’d burn down the world to find you if you ever ran away from me…” “Second chance, mate,” I shot back. “Care to explain that?” I questioned. His grip on me became even tighter, like I just struck a nerve or asked a question I shouldn’t be asking. Something flickered in his eyes, and I caught it; it was pain. “My first mate… is dead.”

“I know you have questions. Many of them. And as your Alpha, I owe you answers.” Silence. The kind that prickled against the skin. “But before that…” I let my voice drop lower, steadier, “I want to do this properly. Even if circumstances have forced my hand.” Kael grunted darkly, “And whose fault is that?” I ignored him. My gaze didn’t waver. “This is Jimmie.” I reached for his hand, lacing my fingers with his. My wolf settled instantly at the contact, strength flowing back into me. “Jimmie Portland. My mate. And by the law of Woodland, your Luna.”