Designated Survivor Aaron Novels & Stories

Gesturing for a passing pack member, I ordered, "Find people to carry our fallen to the infirmary. Keep them in the morgue until you send word out of their passing. Let the ones who have mates see them. Knowing the mate bond, they won't have much time to live when their mates have passed. Let them grieve while they can." The wolf bowed his head submissively before leaving to comply with my orders. Sydney pivoted to carry out her tasks, leaving Quade and me in her wake. "Dea will be fine, Victor," conviction dripped off Quade's words, "It's you that doesn't look fine. Listen, you shouldn't need to hear this from me but it's not your fault. This is our life. It's inevitable. Mourn her, don't f

"Then what are we supposed to do? You're the expert—think of something, quick." My father looked at me, his expression heavy. "Amelia, why don't we set up a family survival fund? We'll put you fully in charge. If the apocalypse really comes, at least we'll be ready." I agreed without hesitation. "All right." He continued, "You've been working for years since graduating. You've saved up quite a bit, so naturally you'll be contributing the largest share—" Before he could finish, I took out my salary card and placed it on the table. "That's fine. This is my entire income. I'll put all of it in."

No mother, no father, no family, no lineage, not even a twin, because with all insolence someone stole it from him without having the slightest right to defend his right to it. She does not understand his situation and will never understand. He has to do what he can to protect his people, he has to convince Kayden to pardon the rest in return for punishing him alone for the murder of his father. He has enough in his pocket, and no matter how hard he tries, it will only make matters worse for her. Aaron sat at the east gate of the colony guarding it for the night. A bored yawn surrounded him, since since he had come with Kyle and Sirana in hiding, they hadn't been able to find any of them.

Separated by the glass, he looked at me and told me he had been reborn. I only felt disappointed. “Sabrina, you have to believe me. In the previous lifetime, I married you.” I stared at him and smiled coldly. “Then tell me, how did I die back then?” Aaron’s gaze flickered. “The Johansen family was crushed by the Sullivan family and went bankrupt. Your grandpa took you back, and you got sick and passed away.” He was still lying. I exposed him without mercy. “I died because you and Rachel pushed me into traffic and I was hit by a car!”

“I saw everything.” I narrowed my eyes. “And you… did nothing?” He didn’t flinch. “I didn’t step in. She didn’t know I was there. That was the point.” I felt my chest tighten. “That was the point?” “YES,” Aaron said flatly. “I didn’t touch her. I only… watched. Made sure she didn’t die. I didn’t interfere beyond that—I couldn’t. I didn’t know who else was involved, what they wanted, or how far it would go.”

Will we be able to recover from such devastating losses? Aaron and Michael find their way over to us, and I perform quick introductions. "Aaron, this is Todd and Janelle-he saved my life during the attack. Todd, Janelle, this is Aaron Monroe, the leader of our small sanctuary." Aaron shakes hands with both Todd and Janelle, but he doesn't look as excited to find new survivors as I am. "How have the two of you managed to survive out here on your own? The zombie population has been steadily rising over the last couple of weeks, and it's getting more and more dangerous."

I cut him off, but he continued talking over my words. "... denounce the pack and leave, and if Janna does the same, will you give us your blessing?" "Aaron..." I coiled my hand in my hair and tugged it in frustration. "I think I will be okay in the human territory as a lone wolf. My uncle Theodore was able to survive there. And so was your father. And Janna, she never wanted to leave the human way of living, so maybe.." "We're not discussing that option. I only have one fucking Gamma! And you're not going to throw this away! You've wanted this since we were kids, Aaron!" I could feel my heart racing and my ears ringing. Never did I imagine he would revoke his position over this.

Adam didn't continue after he rubbed his eyes and still saw two Alpha Darren's. Damien finally took off the apron and head covering he was wearing. "Good evening, mom, dad. How have you been without me these past few years?" Adam was in shock while Janette was so happy that she couldn't resist hugging Damien. Damien smiled wryly and giggled half-heartedly. "Do you think I'm dead, dad? Unfortunately I'm still alive even though you pushed me off the cliff." "What are you saying dear? Why are you accusing your father? Darren was the one who tried to kill you."

Loria blinked at him, something flickering in her chest—hope, maybe. Andy held her gaze and added, “I’ll need to take Mamaw to get her approval. But if it’s for the pack, for the survivors… I don’t see why she’d say no.” Loria leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees, her hands hanging limp for a moment before she dragged them through her hair. The image of thirty bodies waiting to be buried, of more survivors on the way, of Moon sleeping quietly—all of it pressed against her. “Thank you, Andy,” she said softly.

"I heard you saved Our Alpha?! He takes my silence as an agreement and continues. "If it wasn't for you Sawyer would be dead and it would be my fault." "No don't say that." "It is true, it was me that set the meeting up and it was me he came to save. I was so injured that I couldn't do anything to help anyone. Without you I would have lost my best friend and this pack would have lost their Alpha. I just wanted to thank you and say this pack is lucky for you to be it's future Luna." I froze at his words, future Luna me? I hadn't thought of that before.