Cody Nutkiss Novels & Stories

“Such as?” Cody opened the door to his office, ushering me in. “Well, like he was Lya’s guard when she was held hostage. He fed us all the information we needed, down to things like if we cut their electricity, it would take twenty minutes for their generator to kick in. A few years ago he took on a mission to weaken a corrupt beta so his alpha could more easily take him out of the game without causing a disturbance within the pack.” Cody laughed a bit. “He enjoyed that one too much, targeting getting the beta’s mate into bed.”

“I only know a few words,” she said. “Just the basics. I, um.” Lilith coughed self-consciously. “I was a pretty big fan of this company for a long time. I might’ve learned a few words as a hobby.” “Well, that calls for a demonstration,” Alexei said, always ready to cause trouble. “Let’s hear it, kotyonok.” “Alexei.” Enzo scowled at him, feeling oddly possessive. “I won’t warn you again.”

Only, they always remained out of reach. I will not remain out of Ethan’s reach. My gaze flits back to Blake. “Can he be cured?” “There’s only one person in the Northlands who knows the antidote,” says Blake. “You?” His lips curve into a smile. He goes back to the workstation and starts mixing something in a beaker. “Keep pressure on the wound,” he tells Ethan. When Blake returns, he tips back John’s head and pours the liquid into his mouth. John chokes. I step closer, peering over Becky’s head. “That’s the antidote?”

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

“The scouts are circulating a terrifying update through the war council corridors,” the beta cell-member whispered, his silver ears pinning back as he checked the reinforced threshold of the staging bay. “The executioner of the global operational routes, Cody Tucker, has officially breached the perimeter. At just thirty winters old, his blade and tracking prowess have survived a global cleansing tour, making him the most lethallly efficient enforcer in the northern territories. For five years, his alignment remained hidden within high-level tactical sanctuaries, answering only the most sacred blood summons. His presence inside this trial signifies a massive shift in our selector protocols.”

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

I was wrong. “Yes, but–” I was cut off when Ricco gave Nikolas a machete. No. “You may think the interaction was harmless and maybe it was. Baby, Carlo knew what he was getting himself into when he touched you like you were his bitch. Now he’s crying like a figo.” (figo - pussy)

It was Cody again! Cody sat next to me but surprisingly he always sent his note through Steve. Steve on the other hand didn't seem to care. He was cool about it. Cody was a very handsome guy. He was always protruding hot! He had black hair and brown eyes. He also had six packs. Not like I have seen him naked. It's just so obvious when you see him. Cody is hot and all. He's just like Steve's competitor. No girl could resist them. Not even me.

“You’ll need to decide where you stand. Because it seems to me that you’re still confused.” My pulse quickened. Because I knew exactly what he meant. “I am not.” “Well, tell it to the man who is going to be waiting for an answer as to why you have a bite on your neck and why you smell like another Alpha.” He said calmly. “Because he is going to be curious about the lie you’re going to throw… unless you’ll have the fucking balls to tell him that you met with Nathan and this was the one way you could think of to ensure that I don’t kill you…”

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.