Drake Parker Novels & Stories

I should have asked instead of assumed. Drake is a prominent member of the pack, even if he hasn’t lived on packgrounds for years, he has given large donations to the pack hospital, the school, kindergarten and daycare. He is friends with dad, and we’ve, Becky and I, have known him since childhood. An odd fellow, reserved, but generous. We never felt like something was off about him. Or at least I never did. Had I been so blind? ‘Becky, I need you and dad at the Dalton mansion at once.’

The conversation seemed to be as tense for him as it was for her. "Right, so my other two brothers are younger than me. Landon is an investment broker in Oregon and Clint, my baby brother, is still in college, and makes Drake look like a chump." He chuckled. "What do you mean?" Drake looking like a chump sounded way out of place. He was the scariest, strongest-looking guy Kari had ever run into. Where there was a soft side of him that he shared with the group, she knew there was more to him. She was grateful that Jake brought him up. It was a good time to poke a little.

Humans will not dare to step inside it, with the fear of being killed. The ringing of his phone alerts him of the incoming call. He looked at the caller id and noticed that it is from his father. Drake's mother died when he is only 10 years old. His father then married his stepmother Sophia after a couple of years. Drake never liked his stepmother. She is shallow and flashy. He never liked people like that. But he want his father to be happy, so he never went against her. "Dad" Drake greeted his father Roland Hamilton who is the founder of the Hamilton group.

“I’m sorry about that.” “It’s alright, Mr. Hart.” Drake smiled kindly. “When did you arrive? You should’ve called,” Jason went on with the conversation. “Oh, it was sudden,” Drake replies, shrugging. “I didn’t know I was coming too until four days ago. I just landed on Monday.” “That’s exhausting.” Jason continued nibbling on his paccheri. “Is Chris already in college?” Drake asked again. “He’s attending Columbia,” Arianna answered. “Great. An Ivy League school,” he praised.

Drake said, “Ken, can you do me a favor? Could you find Noah’s belongings that fell around the park? He seems very sensitive about his personal items.” “Whoa, that's new! You never care about other people’s feelings,” Ken smirk at Drake. “By the way, your spare clothes are inside the bag. Go change dude, you like a fucking rapist!” said Ken while pointing the black duffel bag on the passenger seat. He entered the park soon after. Drake’s POV: ‘I never care about others' feelings? That's true, I never give a damn about others, and I just do what I like. But when I saw him crying just over a movie ticket, it made my heart hurt.’

Drake gave us more tours of Purple Hill and even had lunch with his parents as he introduces me to them. Drake’s father was a very kind man, and I can see his resemblance with Drake, especially when it comes to his attitude. “It’s nice to finally meet the new Alpha of the Black Moon Pack,” he said as he shook my hand, “My apologies for not being able to be there to show my condolences to your father. Aldous was one of the great men I had met in this lifetime. I have the biggest respect for him as an Alpha.”

, Drake wanted to be done with whatever the man had on his mind. Elder Parker is working with Alpha Edward on setting up Marcy as Drake's Luna, and Drake knew that the old guy didn't come for a drink. After all, as an Elder, Elder Parker doesn't roam around to approach youngsters unless he has some important business. "I hear you came with a date.", Elder Parker said to Drake, going straight to the point. "So?" Elder Parker narrowed his eyes at Drake. "Shouldn't you be with your future Luna?" "You mean, the woman you chose to be my Luna?"

Drake's growling subsides. Replaced by a dull ache. What have I done? #################

"Drake I never abandoned you. I'm still the mastermind behind the success of your business. Not to boast but I've been looking adrte you and your brother even though I wasn't with you." What's he talking about? I got my money from the business I started with my own savings. Mom only helped to boost it by buying some of the shares and also some people came buying later. "You think that saying all that shit to me, I'd forgive you or bow to your feet and worship you? You're not my father old man. He died long ago so quit." "Drake your father is Mr Ken Grover." Mom blurted out. That came as a shock to me as I stared at my mother like she's gone crazy.