Gonard Kappa Mikey Novels & Stories

I shook my head at him. “I swear you are somehow related to Tanner. I just know it. You guys are two of a kind.” I am thankful for my Beta and Gamma. I really don’t tell them enough. We finished our food and undressed to shift. Mika laid down next to Shadow who is Kai’s wolf. He is charcoal gray in color, he is impressive in size, and I know I can count on him if something happens. We shut our eyes and attempt to sleep.

It was unconventional sure, but our Luna was a strong woman and no one would dare question her. The future Alpha, Kai, was my age. Exactly my age, we shared a birthday. When we were young we would even share birthday parties due to the fact that my father had been the Beta of the pack. Our parents had been close so Kai and I had spent a lot of time together as kids.

She wanted to speak to me and tell me the answers I could not obtain with The Coterie or Hezekiah. Suddenly, the water began to ripple. And when Mikael and I looked up, we saw him - the Gatekeeper, standing taut in his large wooden canoe and paddling slowly towards us through the water, moving smoothly around the trees in the bayou. There was one lantern hanging off of the canoe's curved bow, but it only weakly illuminated the path before him. Mikael sucked in a sharp breath and stared in shock as the Gatekeeper came closer towards us. This time, he did not have the head of a bloodied deer sealing his identity. Instead, an alligator's head sat on top of his own head, its snout extending outw

Imogen This club/bar is really something else. We got picked up by the limo and a driver who calls himself Mikey Mike. Cute. Actually, he was such a sweetheart like a gentle giant with his bald head, gold hoop earring in his left ear and broad body but with the largest toothy grin you could possibly imagine. He held the door open for us and made sure Autumn and I were comfortable before driving off. Mikey Mike pointed out there was champagne on ice and some snacks if we fancied them.

The man said in a rush. “Daniel, this is Cordelia Blackwell, she's helping Sheila. Now, there's a coffin in my trunk. Get it and follow me to the back of the mansion.” I wasn't sure what happened, but Daniel and Cadell both stared at each other, a silent conversation was happening between them. And I remembered reading about the mind link between pack members. Daniel's eyes widened before drifting towards me and bowing his head slightly. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Blackwell. My name is Daniel Braxton, the Beta of the pack.”

Torches flickering weakly against stone walls. And in the center— A figure. Kneeling. Bound. Head lowered. Blood on the floor. Marcus stood nearby. Still. Silent. Watching. Kael stopped. Slowly. Dangerously. “Look at me,” he said. The figure didn’t move. Didn’t respond. The air tightened. Something felt off. Very off. “Kael…” I whispered. He stepped closer. One step. Then another. The bond pulsed. Sharp. Warning. “Look. At. Me.”

Maya walked quickly to see Ken. He was one great friend whom she had known for a long time. Well, not a good friend but one who could come to help in terms of trouble. They were rather the trouble. A smile formed on her face as she proceeded towards his room in the woods. Of course, he was a criminal. A Beta that had once been exiled from their pack because of his criminal activities

“So, what is he?” Georgia’s voice jolted her from her musings as she stared into the fire and her eyes snapped to hers with a raised brow. Her mug of hot chocolate abandoned on the coffee table still half full. Georgia was full of questions and curiosity but had kept it reserved for her sake as she listened to her story. “The boy?” She questioned further. “Isn’t it obvious?” Adelaide questioned her back with a frown. “He’s a High Alpha.”

I really want to make him disappear, and I know that Ty feels the same way. They walk over to our table, and every step she takes has me mesmerized. “I told you that I hate when you call me Mikky.” Aston throws his head back and laughs. “I’m Mikayla.” As she looks around the table, her name settles into my bones, and my body vibrates in satisfaction. “Alpha Mikayla Davis.” Just like that, my body numbs. She’s an Alpha, and I’m simply a Gamma. There’s no way she’s going to want me.

“Yeah. Yeah. I know. Or I’ll be punished.” “Exactly.” He pulled away, giving me a heated onceover. When he walked out, it took a few seconds before I shifted my attention back to the computer. I typed in the name of the Russian mafia organization, finding more articles than I had on the Voltairs. After reading a few articles it had become apparent that they had no issue ruffling feathers, acting as if they owned the world. I started writing down a few notes, startled when I heard a man clearing his throat. I placed my hand over my heart as I peered at Mikey. “I didn’t see you standing there.” He has something in his hand. It looked like a hard drive. “What do you have there?”