Romans & histoires Jace Norman 2023

“Is she close? I wanna talk to her.” “Halfway across the waiting room. Just staring at the ICU door... probably zoned out again. Maybe another time, my love.” “Yeah you're right” my brother agreed. “Hey, José...?” Abigail drawled, and I very well knew that tone. “Where's Jace?” I fought back a flinch. “Out” Michael answered. Out? “At this hour? What time is it over there?” “Two in the morning. He stays longer than the two of us. Exculsive Alpha stuff” Michael answered again.

“What's so terrible about meeting old friends, Nomad?” Every muscle in my body stiffened in a heartbeat. Jace stood beside our table, dressed casually in a black tank top and trousers. His smile was so friendly, as if he hadn't threatened me yesterday. “Long time no see.” He patted Nomad's shoulder. “How have you been?” Nomad stood slowly, his expression becoming polite and controlled. “Good evening, Alpha Jace. I'm well. Thank you.” He extended his hand for a handshake, but Jace ignored it. Instead, he pulled Nomad into a hug.

I could see the humiliation and rage burning there. The rage and anger. Everything that marked one as cold and ruthless, now twisted under the weight of forced submission. If it was possible then I knew that he would have killed me or Thorone I ordered to prevent this from happening but he couldn't and he had t accept my rejection which was hw yhe as here, standing in front of everyone who had once feared him. “Bella Maxwell, I, Jaxon alpha of moonstone pack accept your rejebtion." He said.

One step across that gate would mean instant death. "Well, well! If it isn't Barry Lufter! I heard you became an Intermediate-grade alchemist at Harmony Clinic. Have you come to show off at our house?" A young man emerged, and Barry quickly greeted him with respect, "Mr. Jace." The newcomer was Jace Xavier. He was from the main family line and was also Nerissa's cousin. "Please, Mr. Jace, let me in. There must be some misunderstanding about my father trespassing." Jace looked down at Barry with contempt. "If there's a misunderstanding, are you suggesting we Xaviers are bullying people? Barry, you're quite bold to judge the Xaviers.

Good. I didn’t want to think. I wanted to feel, to drown in something bigger than my own head. I rolled out of bed, naked, skin still tacky from last night, and grabbed the booklet from the nightstand. Pages of faces, bodies, names. I flipped to the men, scanning until one caught me, Jace, 32, built like a linebacker, dark eyes, a jaw that looked like it could crack stone. The kind of guy who’d ruin me and not ask questions.

Jace finally turned back and stared directly at Elora but never stopped walking. "Were you attacked by a wild animal as a child?" I smacked him on his head immediately. "Jace! You don't ask a woman about her looks!" "I apologize," he said stiffly. "All my teacher here taught me was how to fight. I am the Beta of the Blackout Pack. My name is Jace, you?" "Elora," Elora replied, her voice firm. "Nice to meet you." Jace gave her an appraisal for a few seconds before turning to look at me.

Jace asked, “Is this our house?” “Yeah, it is,” Nox said, giving his shoulder a squeeze. “We’re going to live here with your uncle Andy.” Jace loved Andy. “Where is he now?” “Somewhere with Vic,” he answered before giving me a look. Jace was eighteen now and was Second Beta of our pack. “Most definitely up to no good.” “Most definitely,” I agreed. We then stood huddled together outside our home-to-be, staring at it. The walls were painted white and the artificial grass made it look like a sunny place. I hoped we’d find our happiness here.

Tailored after his love for Japanese animations. Jace was a well-built young man in his late twenties. He wore his hair in a buzz fade that made his face look smart. His body did nothing to not distract any oncoming gaze that sought him out. He was built very nicely. Years of hitting the gym paid off and he was a McCain as much as he would hate to remind himself. They were built like mountains. An unstoppable force in anyone's path. Anyone that they choose to barrage for what it was worth. His blue eyes were just like his father's although he would drop dead before he admitted that he had anything in common with that man. This was a fact however. One that he could do absolutely nothing about

-Just turned 19 -Born in Black Oak Pack -Mother Deceased, No Father Listed on Birth Certificate -Entered TRTC at age 15 -Completed Highschool Education And BS in Accounting at the same time No major leads there. The lack of family history is a bit peculiar. Immediately after his mother's death, he showed up at TRTC with the Black Oaks Alpha….. Alpha Raymond dropping him off personally. Why does that name sound familiar? I mind linking Jace to see if he’s free. I need his digital tracking and hacking skills. “Bro, you free to come over to my room?” “You’re not my type” he responds.

Closing the gap, Jace realized his body had shifted back to its normal form, however he still couldn't manage to get back in control. Fear began to grab the young man's throat as his wolf got closer to the girl, tracking her down like prey. Lust gleamed in his eyes and Jace began to imagine the worse; what is this monster going to do to her? I must get back in control! COME ONE JACE, YOU'RE STRONGER THAN THIS!!! At last, he found her; unaware of Jace's presence, Ava was happily chattering about with Tommy while the young man playfully tussled with the little Tobby. Jealousy boiled in the Alpha's veins, slightly fueled by Jace's own disgust.