Danny Wheeler Novels & Stories

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Tall, lean, sharp jawline and dressed in a perfectly tailored suit that probably costs more than my entire suitcase. "Hello?" I stare at him with my eyes wide and wondering why this skinny hot man is at my door this early. “Good morning,” he says with a polite smile. “Miss Johnson?” “Yes?” “I’m Dan Wheeler. Ford Corporation onboarding unit.” He answers smoothly to quench whatever doubt I have of him in my head and indeed he is so skinny hot. Oh, right. The housing manager mentioned this yesterday. I step aside quickly. “Oh... yes. Come in.”

Alpha Nathan teased “this dress should cover the bruise on your back, and I don’t recommend wearing heels if they’re going to hurt you. I’ll go shower and get ready. Call me out if you need anything…” Nathan kept his arm wrapped around me as we entered the club, walking through the VVIP’s door, entering the lounge which was filled with men who wore suits. Carter stood beside one of them, glaring at the surrounding before his stance loosened up when he caught sight of us. He raised an eyebrow when he saw me, winking, making his Alpha shake his head as he extended a hand to shake.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

I think it was only Raven who could take his brute strength. And, that was saying something considering Danny had gotten stronger in the last couple of years. At his tender age of 24, Danny was already very big, his tanned physique was very muscular. His blonde hair, that used to flop into his eyes, was now brushed back. He wore a white collared shirt and I could see his muscles bulging through it. Danny worked as a personal trainer and the job matched his passions completely.

Tresh responded with a serious face. Daniel laughed louder “Fine, let’s go. I want to witness this historical moment myself anyway” “Good morning Sir” Danny greeted the moment his boss came out. “Morning Danny, I will ride the red little thing today” Tresh responded, putting his sunglasses on. “Yes Sir” Danny responded and giving the instructions for the two billion dollars sports car to be brought up. It was his job to know exactly what his boss wanted, being with him over five years now, he executed his duties perfectly.

She raised her hands in mock surrender, allowing Tiffany to continue. "Anyway, before I was rudely interrupted, Zachary had this one kid pick on him all the time. His name is Danny Wheeler. He goes to Westfield Academy and is the captain of their football team. He couldn't play the last game because he was sick though." "Could you imagine if Wheeler faced Zachary on the field?" Maya snorted. Tiffany stifled a chuckle, as if it were the funniest thing she'd ever heard. "He'd lose his mind."

"Danny?" "Danny Finn. He's in prison now, Riverbend Correctional. Got twenty years for a bank robbery that went wrong. But before that, he and his sister Caroline worked for your father. Eliminations. Making problems disappear. Your father sent them into a trap, got Caroline killed, got Danny locked up. But Danny knows things. Names. Locations. He might talk if you approach him right, offer him something he needs."

“He rarely talks to the press, so this is huge.” “Oh?” I asked distractedly. “Which Dane?” “The Dane! Wendy, you seriously don’t know him?! He’s the biggest rising star in the entire Werewolf League—looks like a movie star and plays like a god.” Kate leaned closer. “People say he’s almost as good-looking as Alpha Nick.” It really is Dane… I opened F******k. Sure enough, Dane was trending at number one. The video showed him in a pristine white suit, gold-rimmed glasses catching the light, radiating elegant melancholy.

Seth called out as Alex walked over to stand beside him. Alex looked over at Danny, who was leaning against the passenger side door of the F-250. He was wearing a Mossy Oak camo hat and a black tank top. Perhaps a bit too light for April, but he never cared. In fact, it was the sort of outfit he seemed to wear all year round. “Where’ve you been today?” Alex asked Danny. Danny just rested himself against the truck door casually with his hands hanging in his pockets. There was no way he had been sick earlier. “Oh you know,” he began with a grin. “Couldn’t afford to come to school today.”