Chase X Jack Novels & Stories

He just hoped he didn’t run into any of the wolves that were in pursuit of himself—and Everly—before he turned the corner. “Jack! Where are you?” A few voices hit him at the same time, but Chase’s voice stood out. He answered everyone, but he was glad to hear his best friend’s voice in his head, even though it was a long way away. “I’m straying from the trail,” he said. “These wolves are getting too close to me, and I don’t want to lead them straight to her.” “Don’t do that!” Chase told him. “You’re going to run right into them!”

Thinking of loan sharks striked fear through her heart. If they could be somehow free from them! The doorbell rang and she jumped in fright. It was past midday. Almost 3 in the afternoon. Who would come at such an odd time? With that though, she went to the front to open it. Ethan had also come out of his room curious to see who was at the door. Eloisa would not come at this time. Yoonah opened the door to her worst fear. The loan sharks were standing there. She silently led them inside. She had forgotten today's date. Ethan quickly went to call Eloisa. He knew her mother could not handle them alone.

I asked and he nodded before running off to play with some kids and I grabbed a wine from the waiter. I took a sip and before I could take my cup away, my jaw dropped, making me spill out its contents without caring that I was in public and not only was my suit being stained but I was pouring it back into where it came from. “Alpha—“ Dhruv tried to inform me but I was too engrossed staring at Ximena who was being approached now by that bastard! I let out a low growl the moment I saw Alpha Gonzalo of the Rhinestone pack offer her a drink which she collected. I began panting heavily as my fangs became visible.

I run as fast as I can. When I felt like I was no longer chased by that guy, I lean on a wall and relax. God, why are all of these happening so suddenly? I almost jumped on my feet when I was in a corner by a guy I met earlier. He's leaning closer to me, he smells so nice, it's a mix of mint and smoke. So all this time he's smoking? He's hella stunning! He's so handsome with his thick eyebrows and pointed nose. I must say that he's freaking rich by the watch on his wrist and the way his tuxedo perfectly suits his body. He leans closer to me and smells the side of my lips. My heart is beating so fast.

Jack was able to hot wire it and we were off, heading towards the Cheregwen Port. “What are you stopping for?” I asked him as he came off the highway and pulled into the alley of a diner. “I gotta drain the beast,” he said, smirking. I waited for him in the car and when the back door opened, he had a body slung over his shoulder. “What the fuck is this Jack?” annoyed he had kidnapped someone when we were meant to be lying low. He opened the back door of the van and slung the body on the floor, “Look who I found!” He gleamed, looking proud of himself.

He was wearing long sleeve and fitted jeans; a man with a messy hair. "L-Lord Christ?" When I finally recognized the person, I couldn't help but stammer, mentioning his name. He was smirking at me before he threw a bottle of water. "T-Thank you," I replied. The man then turns towards his friend which again stunned me. This time, I couldn't utter a word as he enters the room with the boss' son. "What can you say, Dave?" Christ says to his friend. He was the inspiration to my dancing earlier. He's actually friends with him?

The stubborn kid might be alive right now if he’d listened to me. Shame and guilt warred inside him at the ugly and callous words his brain tossed out. God. How could he even think that at a time like this? Ashamed, and fearing Jackie might see those thoughts in his eyes, Chase ducked his head and walked away. A burly biker strode in and Jackie launched herself at him. Her raw sounds of anguish nearly knocked Chase to his knees. He couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t do anything but stand there helplessly and witness Jackie spiraling into debilitating grief.

Except the thing sitting in the east wing on the floor with his back against the wall and his knees drawn up and his eyes that saw things they had no business seeing. I opened a new page in the file. Wrote three questions at the top. Why does Castellano want Jack alive. What did Daniel Harris owe the Castellano family. What does Edmond Voss want with the son. I stared at the questions. Then I wrote a fourth one underneath. What does Jack already know that he hasn't told me. I looked at that last question for a long time. Jack had paper under his mattress. He had information on Morrow. He had read formation tactics from a security camera feed and relocated himself before a trained operative r