Cj Dachamp Novels & Stories

Alpha Nicholas Exactly 6 hours and 32 minutes after we left the cells, we welcomed future Alpha Wade into the world. He came into this world kicking and screaming, weighing 9 lbs 3oz, and is one incredibly long pup. He is going to grow into a big guy when he's older, and I can't wait to see every minute of it. I may have missed the first few years of my daughter's life because I didn't know about her, but I'll be damned if I'm going to miss any part of my son's life.

I wandered to myself. "When he took me he had a witch help him to suppress my wolf and my strength, I was paralyzed while he made me watch my people die while I could do nothing to help them and when the effects wore off after I was put in the dungeon the dam witch disappeared and I couldn't find out where she went" I explained to them. The light bulb went off over their heads and a look of complete and utter sadness took the place of confusion, finally they believed me. "I understand that little warrior but why would you think you would die, I mean even though she disappeared you could still have killed the alpha and whomever of his warriors was with him that night but why would you die? "

“Tell me again why we're doing this at three in the morning.” “Because every time I stop looking at it, another piece starts making sense,” I muttered. “That's not healthy.” “Neither is being hunted by rich psychopaths.” “That's fair.” A tired laugh escaped him, but it disappeared quickly. That was the thing lately, neither of us really laughed the same anymore. Too much shit had happened too fast, and every answer we uncovered only led to worse questions. I stared at one of the names highlighted near the bottom of the page. Councilman De Luca.

It is just another painful reminder that both Jace and Danni were right. Training went as normal. We are always split up into groups. Our commander in chief, Richie, is Danni's uncle. He and Jake are brothers and since he was raised with the understanding of leadership as well as the physical strength of a Beta, it made sense to put him in a more leadership role.

"Serves him right. Mr. Smug. Turns out he's an empty suit." I stood in the corner, head down, scrolling my phone. The corner of my mouth would not stop lifting. To be fair — I hadn't exactly been fighting solo. A few months back, when Jared and Stephanie had been cornering me on the floor, someone had cut in out of nowhere. "Or, hey — Chloe. You'd consider pairing with me?" I turned. It was Chris Davenport from IT & Data Engineering. Insanely good technically. Too quiet to notice in normal conversation.

David looked out of his jet as it landed on the tarmac of the airport straight into his private hanger, a privilege only a few in the world enjoy. "Douglas! " He called out to his personal assistant who was vigorously tapping on his laptop but immediately put it away hearing his boss call out to him. "Brief me again about her. " He said and Douglas nodded and took out a file. "She works at Sephora as a manger and lives with her best friend name Mimi Jackson who works as an assistant to a one Mr Decker of Decker construction and has a three years old daughter by name Nora Ariel Morganza. "

Dean: “Boss,” Valentina, my club manager said, smiling at me. She was in charge of managing the girls at the club, ensuring that they were both safe and tended to their work the way that I wanted them to. “Valentina,” I said, nodding at her before she nodded at Viktor who smiled. She extended her hand to us, inviting us to sit. We both sat down and she nodded at the bartender to get us drinks. I shook my head at her, currently not in the mood for drinking anything. The last thing that I needed was to give into my anger while drunk.

The beats from the music made her remember Damon. She danced harder, screaming again, “Come on! Louder!” She turned too quickly and crashed face-first into a stranger's warm, solid chest. “Shit—sorry!” she gasped, using her hands to balance herself after she hit the stranger. Her waist got caught by strong hands that belonged to a man with big hands and familiar hands. Elena slowly raised her gaze to him. Her heart thudded heavily against her chest. It was him. Damon Voss stood there in the VIP section, looking down at her with dark, burning eyes. His black shirt had the top buttons open, showing smooth, tanned skin and a hint of hard muscle.

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."