Dexter X Doakes Novels & Stories

Xavier: When she first mentioned the name, something in me went still. “Lorenzo D’Amaris,” Valerie said with a small, almost relieved smile, setting the file on the desk. “He’s interested in investing in the new firm. It’s all legitimate, I checked everything twice. He seems professional. I am still checking things out, but the idea of someone wanting to invest is making me happy.” I forced my expression to stay neutral even as my instincts sharpened. “D’Amaris?” I repeated, slowly. “Where’s he from?”

My mother harrumphed from the kitchen and the whole peanut gallery now sitting at the island snickered. “Yeah, Dad.” Nat shot back at me. Shaking my head, I turned to walk back to the door as I heard a call pull up. “She said company Nat, not family.” Opening the door, I saw Derek shaking hands with Zeus. Zeus brought his fiancé, Gabby, who happened to be a werewolf from Bucho’s pack. Derek had also brought his mate. They walked up the steps and I shook Zeus’ hand while pulling Derek into a hug.

"Oh, what's with the fancy outfit today? Are you going to see your old sugar daddy? Have him give you more money so you can fix that crappy car of yours!" I walked straight past the security booth without turning my head or slowing down. Feeling ignored, Dexter cursed angrily and stormed out of the booth after me. "Stop right there! I'm talking to you!" After taking two steps, he stopped for no clear reason. The sight of my tall figure dressed in black suddenly made him uneasy. …

Dexter looked at me , smiled and knocked me out cold . ©#KCMmuoe "

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

I’d never admit that out loud. I turned my gaze to one of the trainees. My friend, Dexter. He winked at me. I rolled my eyes but smiled. Dexter was training to be a soldier. Unlike most trainees, he wasn’t ashamed to associate with omegas. He was friends with quite a few of us, Selene and me included.

He went back to his previous position and stood still, leaning on the wall with his legs and arms crossed. I turned to look at Xavier who had the most dreadful look on his white face, it even look like he would snap Devin's neck within the twinkle of an eye. He moves closer with his shoulders high like they could no longer lap beside him. "X-Xa Xavier?" I stuttered "I needed to keep the books up" I moved back. I didn't know what I was scared of, either the murderous look on his face or the fact that he seems to be scowling at Devin who in return had the same dreadful look.

Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain. 'Drake. . . let them hurt me,' Emily entered his mind again. 'Let them torture me. . . just run away from the forest, save yourself,' Emily added weakly. 'No! Stop commanding me, Emily! That's not the only thing you get from me once I bring you back to the mansion!' he sounded mad, with no emotions at all. Drake killed the hunter mercilessly. He didn't let them escape from his raging eyes. He keeps on beheading those hunters who tried to get his way.

At that exact moment, my door opens from outside, and in comes the beast. Looking at him now, I can’t imagine someone like this did those things to me last night. He looks so composed right now, unlike the person who unleashed such sweet torment on me last night. My gaze unconsciously rests on the space between his thighs, and I am suddenly petrified. What the heck! Merely staring at his sleeping dragon can make me this wet? What the fuck did Dexter feed me last night? Dexter is currently wearing a blue shirt with a white top that’s loose enough on his body. However, it feels like I can feel those firm abs from here.

He stepped into my line of sight, his expression grim and devoid of the easy professional optimism he had displayed just minutes prior. "Ms. Hale," the doctor said, choosing his words with immense care. "Your driver, Mr Dex, is currently in the intensive care unit. To be entirely frank with you, by the time our emergency crews received the call and managed to navigate the conditions to arrive at the scene, Mr. Dexter had already lost a huge amount of blood. The surgical reports show that he had been shot prior to the vehicle rolling, and he sat out there in the rain, bleeding for nearly two hours before extraction."