Isaac X Scott Novels & Stories

alpha nik: i know this is going to be a big ask, especially after what your pack has recently gone through, but would it be possible for you to send maybe a couple scouts over there to scope it out for us so we know what we’re heading into? alpha isaac: i actually have two warriors that have been itching to get out and do some work. we’ve been so focused on our homestead that i haven’t really let them wonder out recently and iceland is only so big. (isaac and nik both chuckled at this.) alpha nik: i would really appreciate it alpha isaac. remember that there are two names she is going by: Sarah and alida. so tell your scouts to key their ears open for either name. alpha isaac: got it. i will

” The girl appeared nervous around me and gave me a tense smile as a greeting, which I returned because I didn’t know who the fuck Isaac was “Isaac is the head warrior, you must have seen him in your pack, he is this big, scary guy that is also a beta so it’s possible you must have mistaken him as the beta” She further clarified and my thoughts travelled back to the really scary dude that had scared the shit out of me that night. So he wasn’t the beta but the warrior head? Made perfect sense, but I was also confused.

Had they been hazy before or had she just not looked hard enough? "So," said Isaac, folding his hands on the table between them. "What did you want to start with?" "What are you playing at?" "Excuse me?" "I wouldn't say I felt anything for you so you start throwing girls away? I knew you were sadistic, but this is just depraved." Lavinia crossed her arms. Isaac sighed. "I didn't kill them for you." "Then what are you doing?" "How much do you know about my kind?"

Nobody knew anything and they did not argue. -That's not what I was going to say ... -And what were you going to say? -Well ... that Kya is ... -Stop doing fucking drama and let it go, Scott. -I say seriously starting to piss me off again. Scott lifts his head and looks me straight in the eye with some fear. Sighs. -Kya is the daughter of Harrison Tucson. -a momentary silence appears before us which I take the opportunity to process everything.- Which means that ...

Isaiah Cole walked in. Unlike Jordan, who wore his wealth in flashy designer labels and loud boasts, Isaiah was the definition of grounded strength. Standing at six-foot-three with a broad, athletic build and a relaxed, unbothered demeanor, Isaiah was Xavier’s closest friend outside of the toxic, legacy bubble. They had met at Wharton, where Isaiah had refused to touch his family’s real estate assets, choosing instead to build his own independent private equity firm from scratch. He was the only man in Xavier’s life who spoke to him with absolute, unvarnished honesty.

Then she saw a beautiful lady and a good-looking man chatting at the end of the stairs. She greeted them. "Good evening!" Then she bowed. "Hi there gorgeous, I'm Dean's mother, Aurora Yang." She pulled her to embrace. "And I'm his father, Sean." he smiled. 'Ho ho ho she's a beauty, like father like son!' "I'm Isabella Chen, it's nice to meet you."She bowed. "I'm so sorry to disturb you, please accept my humble gift." She gave them each a bag of supplements that was kept in the guest room when they were training. 'Thank God I brought enough, I still have some in the car and in space.'

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

taking another deep breath i slowly release it and walm down the stairs, The guy i now know is named Skyler watch's me as i descend the stairs before coming over to me as i reach the bottom. He holds out his hand and i graciously taking it "I'm Skyler, and might i say you look fucking delicious in those pants" i blush slightly not really knowing what to say other then to say thank you and introduce myself "I'm Harper and uh thanks" i give him a soft smile and walk past Nixon ignoring him completely.

It has to be real. Isaac lifts his head tall and in that moment I can see the man that my mother fell in love with. He is strong and proud. Though he might be aging now, he looks the way an Alpha should. “I will do what I need to do to protect my family and my country,” Isaac says. “Even if that costs me my life. I’m not afraid to… to…” His voice breaks as he begins violently coughing. Wyatt, at once, takes his arm and guides him to the couch to sit down.