Friend Titles Novels & Stories

Unable to form words. Tears starting to form at the corner of my eyes in an attempt to hold them back. My heart racing. My race not one to mix feelings with business as it clouded ones judgement. A judgement I didn’t think I could handle, at least not by myself. My heart yearning for Luke. My mate. My voice finally working. “Thank you… Luna.” “Ah ah… Royal friends don’t use titles when their together. We only use titles when we have important guests.”

Titus, who had been standing in the back with Sarah, walked forward slowly. ‎ ‎"You made a mistake," Kaelen said to him. "But you fixed it. I name you Head of Intelligence. Because you know the cost of secrets." ‎ ‎Titus fell to his knees, weeping. "Thank you, Alpha." ‎ ‎Kaelen turned to me. He took both my hands. ‎ ‎"And you," he said softly, so only I could hear. "What is your title, my love?" ‎ ‎"I don't need a title," I said, looking out at the sea of faces, Rogues and soldiers, mixed together, laughing and cheering. I saw Jinx weaving through the legs of the guards. I saw my father shaking hands with an old Rogue elder.