David X Max Novels & Stories

I go back to her original question. “I’m loose, as you say, because I like penises. Different shapes and sizes.” “Esmerelda!” she shouts. “My name is Max, mom, now please leave, I’ve had enough of you today.” She stands there, glaring at me. I feel bad for making her upset, but I refuse to apologize. She finally walks away, muttering under her breath. “Try to do something nice, like visit your only child and get thrown out in the streets.” “Tell the congregation they would love to hear all about it.”

He fell flat on his back, unmoving. Max bent down and pinched his cheek before giving him a hard slap to wake him. David opened his eyes and groaned. “You got lucky with one shot, Dave. Don’t let that go to your head,” Max said as she stepped over him. Max tugged on the ropes of the fighting ring and leaped out of it gracefully. She stood tall with a straight back, adjusting her hand wraps. Her voice sounded stern, but the hurt in it was evident as she spoke, “You have some nerve coming here after an entire week of silence.”

Alex POV I looked at my mate as she clung to my best friend. Pain filled my heart when she wouldn’t come to me instead. Could it be because Creeds the one that found her? The car ride back to the pack was torture I watched as she shifted in pain in his lap but didn’t move from it just held onto him for safety. I wanted to pull her away from him and hold her so close to me that no space was left. But I couldn’t. He made her feel safe at this moment and the last thing I need is ruin that. He looked at her with love in his eyes. They’ve bonded a lot over the time she’s been with us. She’s closer to him than she is with me. I’ll admit we haven’t clicked the way I thought we should. We don’t talk

< I call him using the pack link, one of the perks of being a werewolf is we have the ability to talk to each member of the pack through our minds. >Promise me you're not gonna do anything to my mate, Michael.< Maddox replied to me via our pack link. I can't help but grimace upon hearing what he just said. I can't blame him though for thinking that I'm planning something bad towards his mate. He knows how much I hate rogues and I would attack every rogue that comes my way with no interrogation. But I am not heartless as everyone thinks, I will never do something stupid to his mate, I mean I'll try to be in my best behavior and I will not attack his rogue mate as long as I am not being provok

He walks away from me and I cannot help but chase after “You did that on purpose” “Obviously, like I said Ashley, you are mine” “I was his too” Daryl spins around to look at me, anger rolling off of him “You are not Christians” I shake my head “Not Christians. Maddox said the same but after he beat me, a constant reminder”

Everything started clicking into place now, ugly and horrifying. My father hadn't been running from thess people, he'd been trying to protect something from them. And maybe that's why he disappeared. A cold feeling crawled down my spine at that thought. “Fuck,” Pierre muttered suddenly, leaning closer to the laptop again. “Look at this.” I walked back over quickly. Pierre pointed a lost of transaction records near the bottom of the screen. Specific names highlighted repeatedly. One of them mad my stomach tighten instantly. Morretti holding. Another.

“I don’t have time for this. Whatever we had, we’ll talk later.” I tried to shake him off, hard—but he only clung tighter, spouting the same pleading nonsense, begging me to forgive him. I was seconds away from shifting and shredding him when— David. He materialized beside me, moving faster than any human eye could follow. One moment, Max was in my face. The next, he was airborne, hitting the wall with a dull thud. David flexed his fingers, looking far too pleased with himself. “I was patient the first time,” he said, his voice smooth but laced with an Alpha’s command. “This time? I’m feeling a little less generous.”

David chuckled, "Well, you look like you’re about to strangle someone with that pen in your hand.” Xander stilled, then tossed the pen onto the desk with a sharp clatter. “If that was a joke, you failed.” “Mm.” David stretched his legs out. “No choice. You know me. When I see my best friend simmering like a boiling pot, I have to ask what’s cooking.” Xander shot him an instant glare. “Nothing’s cooking.” “Right,” David said easily. “So another man kissing Tatiana didn’t bother you at all?”

Allison froze. "What?" she whispered. "Yup! David is the father! 99.99999999 percent!" Max said again, laughing loudly now. Allison didn’t get a chance to ask more questions before she heard another voice. "Max, what the hell are you doing with my phone?" It was David. "Oh hey, Dave! Just telling Allison the good news," Max said, slurring his words. "Telling her congrats. You know... Henry and all that..." Allison’s grip on the phone tightened.

David whose hands were already raised, turned while shivering, "I haven't done anything wrong, I swear." "Where is Jade?" Max asked. "I don't know who you are talking about," David replied. The investigator spotted a big bag on the floor beside the couch and asked, "Planned on skipping town?" "No," David replied. "I was trying to put my house in order. I would have gotten to it after eating." Max walked toward the bag, picked it up, and emptied all its contents on the floor. As he checked every piece of item, he noticed a black bag and opened it.