Connor Unwind Novels & Stories

Connor the con was already enough competition. *****************************************

Connor reached into the fridge and picked out a chilled bottle of water then pressed it against his face to reduce the swell. Distraught, I picked myself a bottle and uncapped it. Taking a swig, I gulped it down with great difficulty. I could not help worrying about meeting the council in the morning. Tomorrow was meant to be the night i returned home without drawing my father's suspicion and lying to Commander Turner about meeting my uncle. Tomorrow was going to be the last day of the festival celebration. When I woke in the morning, I found myself lying in Connor's strong embrace. He pressed a chaste kiss on my head. I laced my fingers with his, finding great comfort in his warmth.

I didn’t know it was possible for a man to look both cold and hot at the same time, but somehow he managed it as for a brief moment our gazes connected and he raised a single, judgmental eyebrow. An involuntary shiver rolled through my body from the top of my head to the edge of my toes, distracting me for a second as I stood there, open-mouthed with shock. “Good morning,” Connor pressed his lips into a thin smile as he shifted his gaze downward to scroll through the news on his tablet. “Don’t forget to eat some protein this morning. Your body needs it to rebuild after such a rough day.” The way he said those words was so dismissive…so arrogant…so…. condescending that I wanted to march acros

Right now, there is just a slight stiffness in my wrist when I move it around. For the past three years, I have not been able I have not been able to sleep properly and normally a nice sparring section with Luke and a long run in wolf form would help me blow off steam and calm my wolf for a bit but today, the uneasiness only grows as the hour passes. I sigh and try to concentrate on the account books, but the numbers just blur in front of my eyes. I put the account books aside and start messaging my wrist when I'm consumed by an array of emotions that I know instinctively doesn't belong to me.

He said “One!” There was the sound of branches bending and creaking. “Two!” A little thump as Olivia hit the ground in a run. Alexander said in a muffled laugh. “Three!” Shaking his head he took his time in following her. He wanted her to have some time to think about what she had done and what her discipline would de.

Ofcourse he was suspended but that didn't change the fact that Nina felt so embarrassed. I gripped Emma's hand in a tight hold "she's mine" I replied confidently, claiming her felt so much better than I had imagined. I felt so much alive and for the first time since Anna's breakup I felt I found a treasure. Emma's little wince made me loosen my grip and settle for a comfortable but firm hold. "Why don't the little birdie introduce herself?" Kelvin asked again with the same smirk he had on when he told everyone about Nina. Someone waved our direction, kelvin's expression changed from smirk to a smile "See you around Tobi" He hurried off to the lady that waved.

I feel the solid line of his body and it sends heat straight through me. Connor’s mouth curves into a small smirk. “You sure you want to start that game right now, Claire?” I tilt my head just enough that our lips almost brush. “I just walked out on my entire pack. I smashed a bottle on my ex’s head. I think I earned the right to be a little unhinged today.” He laughs once, low and rough. The sound vibrates through his chest into mine. “You have always been a little unhinged. That is one of the things I like about you.”

I guess I should have talked to Trisha more about what happened with her when she met her mates for the first time, or I could have had this conversation with Mom before I left. Of course, who knew I’d be finding my mate at Green Mountain University? And it’s such a coincidence that he’s even here right now. He’s not a student, and he’s not connected in any way to the school, except for one vague mention about having good friends who work here. It’s odd, the way he said it. Connor is so outgoing, I’d categorize him as a complete extrovert. He thrives on conversation and seems to come alive in a crowd. But when he mentioned his friend here, he seemed hesitant to even talk about him.

He swung his legs off the bed and stood. I sat up fully now. “Elliot—” “Forget it,” he said, cutting me off. His voice was back to normal now. There was no vulnerability. He sounded detached, guarded. Like whatever had just been there, whatever crack had opened, was already closing. “I get it,” he added. “You got bored.” “That’s not—” “It’s fine,” he said, grabbing the door handle. He paused for a second. Then, with his back to me, he added, “I won’t bother you again.”

"This one is a trap—a void agreement we already burned. Ignore it." "If I’d known that two hours ago, I wouldn't have wasted my breath translating it!" Connor stepped out of the study, sensing our frustration. He took the device from my hand, though I saw the flicker of guilt in his eyes. He hated seeing me this stressed. He quickly filtered the mountain of offers; thanks to the JK show, the Blackwood Territory wasn't the only place that wanted a piece of me. "Connor, I’m going back to New York. Tonight."