Drake On Nash Grier Novels & Stories

Drake said, turning back to see the man who was standing behind Aisha who hadn't noticed him. Aisha was taken aback when she saw Drake and gaped. Drake sat in the chair in front of Adeline, placing the tray on the table. "Drake? Drake Wright?" she asked, her hands in her mouth, incredulously. Drake gave a slight nod. "Please take a seat," he said to the lady. Aisha who was still at shocked and awed by the situation still manages to sat down beside Adeline. "What is the freaking meaning of this?" Aisha asked the two of them. "I thought Natasha is your girlfriend Drake. What is this now? Freaking taste of the week?"

Drake’s head was hanging, just like every other time I had seen him. “This is my fault, Alpha Colt. Take my life!” His eyes were still on the floor. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at me. “You agree with this?” I asked Grant. It wasn’t common for someone to request that I end their life. Well, not like this anyway. Most mutter it in their final words. Like I would somehow stop what I was doing. That their demand would make me save them. It never worked. “We talked and Drake believes it is the right thing. He lied. He failed to tell you about Snare. He had every chance and he withheld the information.”

Drake’s voice had become softer at the end because that part of his life wasn't something he liked to talk about and only a few of his pack members knew exactly where he'd been and what he'd been doing. “Fucking Justin and his big mouth.” “So, Reese Willowby will become Mrs Madden in a weeks’ time and never know you saved her from Justic Michaels and his perverted ways,” Drake said evenly. “Yeah, listen, I’m heading back now but I’m thinking of making a detour. I need a fucking drink after last night.”

She looked at Drake with a mischievous smile. Drake tries to act innocent as he took a bite of meat from his plate, but something tells me that there was a hidden meaning behind what Nikki is saying that makes him shy. I watch the tips of Drake's ears as it turned crimson, confirming my hunch. “Oh my God!” Nori exclaimed excitement filling his eyes. “Yeah Drake, remember the falls?” It was nice to see that Leon si moving on from that serious, quiet, and guilty phase. Seeing him and Drake as they slowly get along much better makes me happy. I just wish that Lisa would also go easy on him.

Drake voice echoed from the other side of the door. I turned my gaze to the door and saw how far away I was. Noah covered my mouth before I could scream out, but that didn't prevent me from thrashing like a wild beast. I kicked everything in my path, including Noah, as he cursed out. "Lynn!!" Drake thrashed at the door, shouldering it with one massive blow as it whipped open and slammed against the wall. His entire body was tense as he lunged in, seeking me out with his gaze. Then he saw Noah and the position he held me in. Drake was a scary man when he was livid, and right now, he was a caged animal that had just been released.

“Didn’t look like you were waking anytime soon, so I brought you home. The kids are safe. But you need to link Drake. Emma told him you were dead. He thought the pain was the bond breaking. Only Matt was close enough to realize it wasn’t true.” My blood boils again. That witch has stooped to a new low. “Did they figure out who’s behind it all?” I ask. Fiona nods. “Nashville Power. Drake’s going to dissolve it, put everything in his name. He’s letting the staff go and replacing them with our people. We’re in for a busy few weeks.” I exhale hard and link Drake. “Hey babe… sorry it took so long to link. I’ve been… uh, busy?”

Nathan rasped, the word vibrating in the small room. Drake stood up, smoothing his borrowed jacket. "I’d stay and chat, but I think I’ve done enough for the Cocolink tonight. Next time you want to lose your husband, Nathan, maybe don't do it near a deep end. He's not exactly a fish." Drake winked at me—a quick, sharp gesture that felt like a secret—and sauntered out. The click of the door behind him was the loudest thing in the world.

Drake snarled while mentioning each name. Drake was waiting for his mate to answer, but Noah was too afraid to say anything. ‘So he prefers other men instead of me?’ Drake snorted, ‘well… then I'm gonna change his mind.’ Drake took his black tank top off and exposed his ripped muscular body. “I’ll make you understand that you belong to me, Noah,” he said while unzipping his jeans, letting his huge-and-already-hard-shaft out, “and you’ll know that I'm the only one that you need…”

From behind her back, making her flin ch and realize that Niall was there all this time. "Oh hey ladies," Niall sings before taking off the headset and mic from his head as he gets off his chair and does some stretches. He probably had been too busy focusing on the game and gladly did not hear a single word that was just uttered. “Niall~" Gracie pouts upon seeing him as she approaches him with a a side hug. "Sira is useless, I can only rely on you!" She fakes a cry as dramatic as she could be.

Without wasting another secomd, I swiped the green icon. "No doubt I am dealing with a son of a slut." I said over the phone knowing well who was on the other side. "Yes, I am, in fact my mother was the best mistress of Nathaniel Grayson, excuse of my father." He laughed from the other side. I cringed on his disgusting remark on his own mother. It proved he was the worst kind of creature on earth. "Where's Drake?" I asked without beating about the bush. "Why in a hurry, son-in-law? Let me ask about your health. I heard you were in a coma for two weeks. It broke my heart but I am glad that you're in a good shape now. It will give me more pleasure to kill you with innovative methods." He said.