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Nora said firmly. “Right.” Asher said looking down at his hand, his claws still out as everything slowly came back to him. Zeke nodded and rushed out the door. Asher followed quickly behind him. Nora locked eyes with Jace dread pitting in her stomach. “I need to go contact the other packs and up security.” Jace said, looking from Nora to Mallory. “It will be ok.” Jace said quietly, he walked over to her and placed a quick kiss on the top of her head like he would do when she was a child before walking out the door.

“You are Norman Reedus, you are not just any type of man, Norman but a retired pack warrior and talking about Jack Steele, we both know how powerful he is and the moment he succeeds to take the throne from Jace, he will automatically become the new alpha which means he will control New Orleans and Jace, he is known for his numerous bad records and there are no possible ways he would have for himself a friend. All the alphas all want same thing, they want him dead and I believe that you must be aware that he is a hybrid which will make it a challenging one, but then.” I paused for a while as I moved in circles round Norman, I was already weighing him and if he says otherwise, then I would be

There was no way that Jace Storme was staring at me. Jace Storme was the hottest guy in the world and possibly the entire universe. He had a slender athletic body, sparkly turquoise eyes as bright as the sun, shortly cropped brown hair that he enjoyed to spike and a smile that could light up even the darkest of nights. He was the captain of the soccer team, football team, dance team, and he was the lead in the school's musical. He was the most popular junior at Macintyre High, easy. He would never be caught dead talking to me, much less gazing at me. It was probably just the stupid glasses not working for me.

-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.

It was a casual, unedited picture taken at some high end tropical resort. Jace was completely shirtless, standing on a deck with a pair of dark sunglasses on. His body was an absolute masterpiece of hard, cut muscle washboard abs, deep v-lines disappearing into his low hanging swim trunks, and massive, thick arms that looked capable of snapping a person in half. His dick print in that swimming trunk was... Gosh.. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure, unchecked lust hit me like a physical blow. I couldn't control it anymore. The heat in my chest turned into an agonizing, throbbing ache between my legs that demanded to be answered.

I had seen so many nude bodies but none ever made me feel the way hers made me feel. The Jace standing, was no longer the Jace of earlier. All my etiquettes diffused into thin air. The Jace Morray standing here was now without morals. The only thing that rang in my head was to grab her and fuck her brains out.

Jace rebuked Lily, interrupting her untrue defense and Lily immediately zipped up, swallowing up the rest of her words. Jace Romano was the second born. His skin colour was a light warm–beige tone. He had short dark hair which he had styled in a side–swept wave. Mesmerizing emerald–green eyes that complimented his hair colour nicely. He had small pink lips, a sharp, pointed nose had and a nicely–chiseled jaw that highlighted all of his facial features. He was charming and the most popular amongst the ladies—he enjoyed their attention and didn't hesitate to indulge in them. Which is why he's the player amongst the brothers, and the funny one too.

Cassy froze, her eyes peeling open with a reluctance to see what they know she would. Jace stood across the room from her, in the entrance of the tunnels that led back up to the packhouse. His face was a storm of emotion, hard and tight with a fire burning behind his eyes that made her breath hitch. She had never seen him so angry before but then, she couldn’t imagine what she looked like to him. Flushed and breathless, pressed against the wall by another man, a rival Alpha at that.

Clean, woodsy, and something darker underneath that made me want to lean in and stay there. I didn’t say anything at first. I was too busy looking. Jace wasn’t doing anything flashy—white tee that hugged his chest like it was made for him, a bomber jacket thrown over it, dark jeans that sat just right, and spotless sneakers. Simple. Effortless. And deadly. The lights in the room made his skin glow, smooth and golden-brown. His beard was sharp, and that little smirk he gave me when he caught me staring? Unfair.

The Scent of Fate Jace's POV The morning sun filtered through the windows of Moonridge High as I strutted down the hallway, my usual crowd of admirers trailing behind me. Being the future Alpha of the Storm Pack came with perks—respect, fear, and more female attention than I knew what to do with. Not that I complained. "Jace, you coming to my place after school?" Amber purred, pressing herself against my arm. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her low-cut top left little to the imagination. She'd been one of my regular hookups for months now.