Heather Nicholas Novels & Stories

Although my mother is the Luna and does not normally attend births of the pack she was by Melissa’s side when Heather was born, just four days before I was. Heather is one of the packs beauties. She is very tall with long legs and shimmering blond hair. The Mood Goddess blessed her with high cheek bones, and a voluptuous hourglass figure. When Heather walks into a room all the men stare at her beauty. Unfortunately, her beauty is only skin deep. Heather has broken my nose on multiple occasions and has spread rumors throughout the pack that I am a slut. She blames me for her not being the next Luna. According to Heather my brother was probably her destined mate.

She glanced at the screen, an unknown number flashing across the screen. "Hello?" she answered. "Sasha, it’s Nicholas," the voice said Sasha instantly recognized the smooth tone “Oh hey there, Lawyer, to what do I owe the honor.” “Still as witty as ever I see.” Nicholas said “Well, I am learning from the best” Sasha said laughing “It’s really a pleasure to hear from you.” “I am honored to call you oh beautiful one” Nicholas teased “I was wondering if you’d like to join me at a dinner party tomorrow night?"

"Incoming." Emma and Lila passed by their table on the way to their own seats, Emma's gaze sweeping over the notecards and the four of them huddled together with something between amusement and disdain. "Look at this," Emma said to Lila, not quite under her breath. "The missing heiress running a charity clinic. How very noble of her." "You're welcome to sit in," Ariel said, not looking up from Dana's notes. "The offer's still open." "I'll pass," Emma said sweetly. "I'd hate to interrupt such important work."

Heather Satchell was the female entrepreneur who was seeking medical treatment. Dr. Watte was afraid that Sienna would be unclear about the situation, so he deliberately explained, “Heather is a famous and successful career woman. In the early years after Heather divorced her husband, she worked hard from having nothing to establishing half of the entertainment venues in Isonbert in order to win custody of her daughter.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” “Who are you?” I asked with my eyebrow raised. “Brigid, I am a pack elder. I am sure we will get to know each other very soon….” Her words trailed off as she glanced over my shoulder. I turned to see what she was looking at. Heather walked up to Orion, and without any prompting, she shoved her hand out towards Orion. Her cheeks were tinted pink as she turned her eyes to rest on me. She only flinched when the blade broke her skin. I was so proud of her. I stepped aside as Heather came up to Brigid.

"Alpha Nicholas! he's my mate, I know he is and now that I'm 18 I can finally talk to him and allow him to find out for himself!" I almost burst out laughing at her words, but thank the Moon Goddess I manage to hold it in. I'm not up for any more beatings tonight. "Who's Alpha Nicholas? I've never met him." Whoever the guy is I hope he keeps on walking because no one deserves to be saddled with her bitchy self. "Right there!" She points across to the outside of the ball area while once again stamping her feet. I follow her finger and soon feel sick when I notice that the only person leaving that way right now is the man who ran from me, my mate. Wait... my mate is Alpha Nicholas, that can't

Feeling around for something, anything that would possibly get her off of me, my hand came in contact with one of the tablecloths used in the dining. Pulling it, I quickly grabbed it, managing to wrap it around the lady’s neck pushing her off of me before whacking her head into the ground. Repeating it more times until she finally went out cold then I fell to the ground in relief. When do I get a break again?

“Mr. De Castello, this is Maya Moguel. She’s the lead planner for today’s event. All the decor and logistics are her work.” Nicholas turned his head toward me. Slightly. Then gave a single, polite nod. I nearly laughed. And wanted to slap him. And laughed again at myself for still being alive enough to feel this kind of pain. “It’s a pleasure working with you,” he said flatly. His voice hadn’t changed. Still deep. Slightly husky. But now it was like a velvet-coated bullet. No wound. Just damage.

Heather POV "So you must be the accountant Casey is so fond of." Heather jolts up from her computer and sees a stunningly beautiful woman standing in the doorway. Heather wishes she did not know who the woman was, but Lucy had insisted on looking into Casey's past in the tabloids and had seen plenty of pictures of him with this woman: his ex-girlfriend Meredith Dillon. "I am an accountant and I work for Casey. You can call me Heather. May I help you with something?" Heather responds, hoping this encounter will be over quickly.

Reed POV The sound of the patio door opening followed by the mouthwatering scent of roasted walnuts had us both turning to see Heather exiting the cabin. She is wearing a knee-length loose-fitting dark purple skirt with a white chop halter top. Her hair is down and still damp from her shower. The small amounts of water that are dripping from her hair are causing her white top to become see-through in places. No bra again, she really is going to be the death of me. I know I should stop staring, but how can you when there is someone this perfect standing in front of you. “Is there anything I can help with?” The sound of her sweet voice pulls both Lucas and I out of thoughts.