Drake Reading Book Novels & Stories

Drake I swallowed hard, my eyes wide as I read the letter. “Beside you is a small box wrapped with something,” it said. My heart raced as I looked down and saw the small package. I reached for it, my hands shaking. My mind raced, wondering what it could be.

And Drake… Drake was lying somewhere between life and death. And I couldn’t shake the fear that I might have been the one who pushed the first domino.

Even though I had three mates, these lonely days didn't pass me by. I walked over to Drake's study and picked up a random book about witches. This was my first time roaming an Alpha's study room. And I had no idea that in their study room, there are books of history. Could it be Drake's office alone? Well, I have no idea, and I'm not going to stress my head into finding out. I sat myself down on his chair and went through the book. A few minutes into reading the book, I felt my eyes suddenly grow heavy. Presently, I realized that nothing could stop me from falling asleep.

Jace raised an eyebrow at him before reaching through the bars and taking the book. “Why?” Jace asked, trying to understand Drake. “If she is really what we think she is. Then we're going to need to become allies. This is my olive branch to you so to say. Plus I like her.” Drake said with a shrug. Jace watched Drake walk back to the car and get into it. He watch Logan start btiching at him for giving the book to Jace. The headlights of the other cars turned on as Logan turned his engine on.

“Exactly. You should read these.” She handed the book to Drake, who looked at the title before giving her a deadpanned look. “You brought me a book about someone’s journey through weight loss.” Alaina beamed at him. “See? So beautiful.” The look Drake gave her had me bending over in laughter. “You two need to stop before I pee my pants.” “I’m glad this amuses you. Take her away from me before I choke her.” Alaina made seductive eyes at him, biting into her lips. “I’m not opposed to that.”

Max served us breakfast and Drake sat closer to me making me feel awkward, we ate our food silently and I went up to my room leaving Drake in the dinning table. I brought out a book and started reading cause I was getting bored. I heard a knock on my door and looked up. "Come in". I said. It was Drake as he peeped in making me roll my eyes at him. "Hmmm!! Never knew you were the novel type",he said as he sat on my bed. "Yeah, it keeps me busy". I said avoiding his gaze. He collected the book from my hand making me glare at him. "What now", I said annoyingly as I stood up to collect my book from him.

Drake shrugged. Julian cleared his throat. “Uh-hem still here. Okay question two. What are four things your significant other likes? We will start with Drake.” “Lydia likes to read fantasy romance novels, she likes to go on adventures, she like showers that are as hot as hellfire, and then likes to soak in a nice warm bubble bath with a few drops of lavender oil, she likes watching true crime documentaries and she likes to go on adventures.” “So Lydia,” Julian turned to the side to face her. “Did Drake get those right.”

When I opened the book, I saw the tragedy I had caused the only man I had ever loved. Drake lost his parents in ghastly motor accidents. I can’t believe his parents gave all they owed to the orphanage. It’s hurt Drake so much that he hates me. “Why do they do that?" It’s unfair. I mumbled softly. "Drake's parents left little property for him, but he has no access to it and shouldn’t touch it yet unless he sees the greatest misery of life." "There’s still hope right now." "My father is actually suffering."

"Well, Drake is whoever he thinks he is, dear. And what he thinks he is... is a monster. Trust me, even the circle would think twice before offending him." Her voice grew darker, more serious. "He's the kind of man who burns entire packs just to watch the flames dance. I've seen him rip apart families for sport, then sleep peacefully afterward." She paused, her eyes distant with terrible memories. "Drake doesn't just kill, he destroys souls. Just like yours... you remember, don't you?" I collapsed onto a rock, my legs giving out beneath me. The letter fell from my hands, and I buried my face in my palms.