Jace Alec Novels & Stories

He looked skeptically at me and Alaric and then Esme answered sighed in defeat seeing he was jfagoutnumbered” “My name is Jace” “How old are you? “17” “Now tell me exactly what happened to you” “I went out to get some fresh air and I heard some noises around the back of the school… so I went to check it out. I saw this guy half naked… It was so weird, and I remember getting closer to him and asking if he was okay… he didn't say anything, he just crouched lower to the ground in a really weird position. Then came this loud noise. It sounded like his bones were cracking and being reshaped at the speed of light…” He drew off as he immersed himself in the memory.

A few group of men took off running in different directions as I walked up to Jace. “We are on schedule. Here is your ear piece and a few other fun items.” Jace pushed a bottle of chloroform, a rag and few grenades. “Thanks.” Jace did a double take. I was no longer in control. My wolf forced his way in and there was no stopping him. He needed this and as much as I wanted to be the one to do it, he was the man for the job. Nothing will keep him from getting his mate. “Ready?” Alec asked from behind me.

And yet he turned and looked right at Jace. “You’re the new one,” Elias said. “Yes, Alpha,” Jace answered, nervously. “What’s your name?” “Jace Lacewood.” Elias stepped closer. The Alpha Elias people heard stories and rumors of. “You smell like something I haven’t felt in years,” Elias said. Jace didn’t know what to say to that. He looked down at his hands, trembling. Elias moved closer, his hands slowly reaching out to touch him. "Don't move, little wolf."

It was bleeding. “Please tell me, it wasn’t me who did that?” Jace looked down and figured he might have scared me by accidentally highlighting his cuts. “No, no, Hailey. You didn’t.” “How can you say that? Every single person out there knows who did this. A fucking monster. The one beast who can’t even control her thoughts. You can’t even shift on command. Who can’t even respect her own mother’s funeral?” “Hey, hey.” Jace walked over to his pace was soft but quick. He pulled me close and wrapped his arms around me. Securing me from all this trauma. He caressed my head as I hear his heartbeat growing louder.

"I'm confident that I can ruin his family and him within 3 months and make him surrender to Stephen!" Jace said arrogantly. He wasn't reckless like Stephen, that trash. In Draepolis, Jace was considered one of the four top men in Janover. He was cunning and evil, and even his uncles and seniors envied his means. This time, avenging Stephen was only his excuse. There were many spies from the Beckard family in Janover, so it was very difficult for him to start anything of his own.

"Oh daughter, I never thought I would see you again and stop confusing your cousin." "Cousin?" The two blurted, while the man nodded. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Thalia growl. "First of all, let me introduce myself to you, I know this naughty cousin of yours didn't tell you who her father is, I am alpha Jace, and you are in Crystal Moon Pack and I am sure, you would have be wondering how I am related to you, that is if you don't already know?" Thalia wanted to nod but on second thought, she shook her head glaring at the alpha.

I'm lead into an office of sort, which room temperature is seemingly colder than down stairs, with all the sweaty, dancing bodies. Landon seems in particular discomfort, as he turns around, his eyes meeting mine. "Althea..." he breathes, and my heart stops momentarily. "How did this happen?" I gesture to his person. He frowns slightly, so creases forming on his forehead. He's the definition of an Alpha now, like he would fit in with the rest of them, even if he is the youngest. "I phased. You were right, I'm better now," he concedes, a smile lighting up with face. I'm struck by his indifference. There is a bitter, sour taste in my mouth. Is he the same Landon, because if not, he's surely not

His home was a pictorial representation of their rich history and all the things that they had stored with every passing generation. The werewolves of Belmont Falls were a proud clan who protected their own with their lives. He had run from his duty for far too long. He knew that the messenger was coming when he felt that surge of power coursed through his veins. He was the first born son of three. He had a brother and a sister. Jace was twenty eight years old now. He had not seen his family in over ten years and he wasn't sure these were the best circumstances to see them.

And yet, Jace was simply unable to see it, he can't even make the effort to simply acknowledge that she's been getting stronger, all because he has too big of an ego to care. Dear Selene,why do I care!? I sighe, finallydeciding it was best I stepped away and sent Jace back to the cottage where he'd AT LEAST be supervised. "Head back to the house, Jace. - Or what!?" He snickered, flailing his arms around as he suddenly shoved himself inches away from my face, voice distorted with a gutural growl. "What will you do, HUH!? You can't do anything to me... I AM THE ALPHA!" He slammed his fist into his chest, but I remained unfazed. My anger however, kept growing. "NOT Kira, NOT you, NOT Ryder, ME!

I already feel light-headed from the blood “We’ll patch this up. You need to trust me.” Jace’s gaze screams nothing but genuine intention as he stares straight into my eyes. I want to laugh at myself for even putting genuine and Jace in the same sentence. But he does look truthful right now. Come to think of it, the Aldair brothers may be complete assholes but they are the navy commander’s son, and they are raised in the way of the navy and of an alpha. If anyone should know injuries, it should be them.