Cobra Kyler Novels & Stories

My breath caught, just for a moment, as if my body had reacted before my mind could catch up. I watched him as the crowd carried him forward, his laughter cutting through the noise. He raised the trophy like it weighed nothing, letting people touch it, shouting something I couldn’t hear over the chaos. “Who is that?” I asked quietly. Star followed her gaze and smiled knowingly. “Owen-Kyle.” The name settled into my mind with strange clarity. Owen-Kyle. I watched as he was set back on his feet, immediately surrounded by friends who clapped him on the back and talked over one another. He listened, laughed, responded easily, his attention moving effortlessly from person to person.

He was using his Alpha tone, a tone that I was only to familiar with. The omega gulps, her eyes wide as she slowly nods her head. “I need you to say it Kiera!” “I won’t tell anyone, but how are you going to hide her, what if she is a poorly pup?” Daryl looks between me and the omega as I gently rock our little girl. “Kiera, you will become Ashley’s personal maid. You will do nothing else in the house except for helping Ash and tending to the children and monitoring any changes in them!”

David Bryant, he’s friends with Mikali and Kurt. He’s a quick-witted guy, with lots of tattoos and piercings thought in his trooper uniform. He wasn’t wearing any of those piercings, and I could only see a hint of the tattoos on his neck. “An attack?" I furrowed my brow. “I didn’t hear anything,” I shrugged.