Drake's Wife's Trainer Novels & Stories

I refused to quit. Shana, my training coach, has me doing weights today to help with muscle growth. I really like Shana. She is awesome and shows me respect as the Gamma female. Yet, she is tough with her training. She joined our pack a couple of years ago and is still getting to meet and know the pack. She is tall, beautiful, and was a warrior in her old pack. Drake was the one who saw her potential and suggested her for my training. She has confessed to me since she never found her mate in her old pack, and ours is so large she is hoping to the goddess that she finds her mate here. I am praying that she does. She is awesome.

“If you want to start sparring, Hannah, then you should go for it. Don’t let anyone stop you.” I threw a satisfied smile in his direction. “Thanks, Drake.” But then I paused, worrying my lower lip between my teeth. “I’ll need a sparring partner, though…” “I’ll do it.” Both Noah and Drake spoke at the same time, leading me to blink in surprise at the two of them. Even they looked over at each other with matching expressions of shock. “Sorry, Drake, but I’ll train my own wife,” Noah said with a dismissive wave of his hand before Drake could speak. “Thanks for the offer.”

Disappointment crossed her face, and she was not even bothering to hide it. What the… “She’s nothing like the women you’ve bedded, Drake. You want blondes. Sexy. Tall. This woman does not belong to this type.” I felt his body tense. “Beatrice is the most beautiful woman I ever know. She is my wife and I don’t think I need to explain it to you or not,” he said, his voice full of coldness. “Whoa. Are you freaking serious? That woman is your wife? You've got to be kidding, Drake. Why would you marry someone like her? She looked…plain.”

Drake asked. “You never told me that an Elon was involved,” Sharon said. “Don’t worry. I looked him up. He was only a delivery man a week ago and now owns the delivery company he used to work for. He has no ties to the Capital’s Elon family, except being Sylvia Elon’s cousin and the CEO of Elon Trust. From my understanding, he’s married to Claire Dalton, and it’s only a contract marriage. They wouldn’t have had him stay in such an arrangement if he were essential to the Elon Family of the Capital.” Drake said. “I will teach him a lesson soon for kissing my wife.”

Drake closed the blue print file he just signed. Frederick Robert laughed. "Serena Sanders is just an old friend and we used to be good business partners.” "Sanders?" Drake repeated. "Yes. Serena Sanders, she is the wife of late Rex Sanders the famous Architect in the state.” "Oh! You mean Sanders Architectural Firm!” Drake remembered. "Yes. Serena Sanders took over the company after the death of her husband.” Mr Frederick explained. "Is she architect?" Drake questioned. "Yes and her only daughter is also an architect.” Mr Frederick set the glass on the table.

"Drake just announced his engagement to Miss Eaton. We need a coping strategy." "Miss Eaton?" Debra was surprised. In her previous life, Drake had been engaged to Yvonne, allying with the Sharp family. The Eaton family was based overseas, having nothing to do with Drake. Andrew leaned back in his chair. "Surprised me too. I thought he'd marry Yvonne Sharp."

“He’s not like that. And I’m not a child anymore. I’m not going to let you control my life.” Drake’s calm voice interrupted, cold but unwavering. “Enough, Xavier. Calla’s my wife now. You will respect her choices.” Xavier’s face twisted with frustration. “I’m trying to protect her, Drake. This is a mistake.” Drake’s lips twisted into a mocking smile. “It’s too late for that. She’s already married to me.” Calla’s heart pounded, torn between the two men. She looked at Xavier, feeling the weight of his words. But then she turned to Drake, her resolve hardening. She had made her choice.

Drake said when Asher turned to Lena to give her the phone. " Miss Dubby wants to speak to you, I didn't call to- " Well, I am not sure who that is, but I do know I want to talk to you. Actually, I want to share my accomplishments with you." He laughed. "Tell me, have people noticed I am not at the wedding yet?" Asher threw Lena a confused glance. He hadn't noticed Drake wasn't present yet. He didn't care. He just needed to hear, ' I now pronounce you husband and wife,' before getting up and driving back to work.

She needed to relax and think about where her life was going now. Drake made a call when he got into the car and the latter pick up. “What’s up, man?” asked the latter. “I think we just got ourselves another Liana.” The latter was silent for a moment. “Man, don’t say things like that Liana was one of a kind and losing her was a huge lose to us. I want to have someone like her and we have trained many people over the years and not one of them came close. They are good yes but they are not Liana good.”

she began with an air of confidence that didn't surprise the people who were watching and waiting for her to introduce Drake Down, "and this is my fiancé, Drake." She casually waved the same hand that, earlier, had worn a diamond cloned bracelet, only now it was wearing a small emerald ring with a bracelet to match her smile, and what she had failed to mention to the crowd at the beginning of her speech was that Drake was actually a human widower who had lost his wife recently, and she was one of his sympathizers who had found her way into his bed. But there was enough time for her to tell the crowd whatever she wanted to tell them. There was nothing haughty or snobbish in her eyes as she sm