Finnick Odair Novels & Stories

It was what I had been doing since my mother divorced my father, Alpha Arthur Clausen and they separated their ways for good. ‘Rich human kids and their annoying habit of throwing around their money.’ I scoffed as the thought crossed my mind. I tossed the card onto the table in the living room, before heading to my room to get changed. It was the perfect day to get drunk. It was the day that should be celebrated as it was the day when mom finally succeeded in seducing Alpha Gerald Forest. The God himself. The alpha of Twilight pack. We both wanted to bring more forces into our pack so that our pack would become undefeated by our enemies.

It helps take the edge off; to dull the disappointment and emptiness I’m feeling after the colossal let-down that was tonight’s run. The twins wander over to join their mates- have I mentioned that Gray and Theo are mated to a pair of identical twin sisters? Gray with Fallon, and Theo with Brooke. Theo’s sister Quinn is actually mated to Jax, and if this is all starting to sound a bit incestuous, it’s because it is. Our alliance is beginning to form more and more blood connections through mate bonds, ensuring that we stay aligned into the future. Brock’s the only outlier, but his mate Astrid is actually the sister of the Denver pack’s Alpha- our newest ally. So once again, mate bonds and blo

His family would inevitably reprimand him for his actions, and as a result, he was relatively restrained at the beginning. Fortunately, he had a shrewd and bold Finley among his classmates. Finley had wanted to get close to Homer, and upon realizing Homer’s special hobby, he had immediately tailored a perfect service for Homer. Before Finley’s help had arrived, Homer needed to do all the dirty work himself. He had to choose the prey, deceive the prey, and find a way to clean up the corpse after the torture. However, Finley had volunteered and solved all his trouble. Finley would look for a large number of potential prey for him to choose from, and once Homer had chosen his prey, Finley would

"I do. And I know what it's like to do things you're not proud of. Because you had no choice. Because someone was threatening the people you love. Because you were trapped." Finch's eyes filled with tears. "I didn't want to do it. I swear I didn't." "I believe you." Adrian scoffed from the corner. "You believe him? He created a poison that killed dozens of people." "I believe he was forced." Eli kept his eyes on Finch. "Tell me. Tell me what happened. Tell me the truth." Finch was quiet for a long moment. Then he spoke. His voice was barely a whisper. "I was young. I was brilliant. I had a wife. A daughter. A life. And then Victor Voss came."

“Mia? I don’t understand…?” Hearing her name made something ugly twist inside me. “They broke the bond,” I snarled. “And if you say her fucking name one more time, I am going to be sure to cut your tongue off.” Damien’s expression darkened with realization. “Lockwood marked her. She fucking allowed him to mark her.” I stood slowly, fury burning through every inch of me. “She dared defy me and allowed the Lockwood Alpha to fucking mark her, and not only did she do it willingly, she did it after she saw me.”

Finn sighed, pushing back his tears as he stepped out of the office. The afternoon breeze hit his face, making him feel cold from within as he glanced around the surroundings. There was no one around, and only the low chirping of birds could be heard. Finn had only taken a few steps forward, distancing himself from the office door when he heard a loud Ding in his mind. DING! Affection point +10!] [Affection points: 15%] [DING! Affection point +5] [Affection point: 20%]

But, to be fair, he still made sure I was happy. Finley had started openly acting affectionate toward me in front of everyone at Livingstone, hiding behind our whole "fake gay couple" cover. It made things easier—we could be around each other at school without raising too many eyebrows. Even Tyra complained about being a third wheel. Adonis? Still impulsive as hell. His rivalry with Hayden never seemed to end. Both of them had strong Alpha energy, but their views on me were totally different. I didn’t mind that Adonis saw our mate bonding as a biological need—because whenever he was with me, he tried his best to hold himself back.

“I need a horse for my…for Stella.” Aaron frowned slightly, seeming to give the apple more attention than normal. Then he held it back, running his hand down the muzzle of the brown horse and holding out her lead rope to me. “Tiffany. That's what she's called.” — The adrenaline from the sprint hummed beneath my skin, beads of sweat gathered at the back of my neck. I ran my hand against Olarya’s dark fine fur, stopping to scratch the back of her ears softly. Her sides expanded and contracted with heavy, rhythmic breaths, the faint smell of sweat rising from her coat.

Given the affluent circumstances of Sofia's family, they were considered a suitable match. However, recently, after Finn's mother passed away, his father hastily remarried a younger, beautiful stepmother, who had a son from a previous marriage, older than Finn by two years. Finn's father appeared to favor this stepson, Hubert and even had plans to groom him as the future heir to the family business. Consequently, Finn went from being the esteemed heir to an outcast in his family.

"And this is going to be our hickey. I gave you a few on your neck. That's for the world to see. This is just for us to see. I mean, we get to have our private memo, don't we?" Nodding, I brought my fingers to my neck, feeling the tender part of my skin where he had given me the mark. I smiled to myself and bucketed my knee when he inhaled between my thighs. Good Lord. How was he able to drive me crazy without trying so much? He hadn't even touched me and I was already coming undone. "Fuck, you smell so good. So so good," Finn said and kissed my skin. "If you're going to take more time torturing me, I'd have to kill you, Finn Davis,"