Novel & Cerita Jack Frost Guardians

Jaxon starts, “I see it and so does Matt, my father, Jett, Brayden, hell even Jade saw it.” “If I’m the objective, then he is going to have a really rude awakening, Jaxon. You already know I’m not someone you can just ‘take’.” I said. “I know, baby. But to be on the safe side, I’m assigning you twenty-four hour Luna Guard. You can evaluate them while they are on the job, but I’m not waiting. I already told Matt to talk to the guards.” “Jaxon, are you worried about me or worried about me leaving with Jasper?

I nodded with a sad smile. “I don’t know what I would do without your bravery right now, Phoenix.” My mates growled, but she just stuck her tongue out at them. She was the absolute best. I was so incredibly happy that she was the one who was on this journey with me. She led me over to Papa and the guards. “Emmaline, this is Commander Christian Frost of the Royal Guard and his team who will be accompanying you all to Blood Moon and back. There will be ten others who you will not see but will be in the shadows.”

Gunner moves his hips back and forth, pretending he is spanking something in front of him, while making a high pitch moaning sound, “Oh, Kill… You hot alpha heir who is madly smitten by me…Yeah, pump my wolf out of me and make me your Luna…” He looks and sounds so comical doing it that I have a hard time holding my laughter when my dad and his beta open the front doors to the pick-up truck. Making Gunner and me stand in attention and swallow our laughter. The two doors behind them open, too. Revealing, no other than Gio and his mom, Vilma. The Guardians. Members of the wolf blood council. What are they doing here? “What are you guys doing here just standing like idiots?” My dad, ladies and g

Freya asked calmly. "It's a surprise. Anyway, meet my younger brother, Jett Jamison Gray. He's an outcast because he chose to be an outcast. Papa let him live as an ordinary man after he begged on his knees. Sounds crazy, right? I didn't know that he's been working as one of the bodyguards of Mr. Marcus. Well, God answered our prayers by sending Jett here. He was also surprised when he saw that I was one of his boss' captives. We planned this before we transferred here. I hope you don't get mad," Jackson explained while smiling. He could hardly see because of his swollen eyes. Freya hit Jackson on the shoulder. Jackson grimaced because it hurt.

I halted my step a few distance away from the kitchen tent when I saw many guards situated around two men, probably the assassin. I walked towards them. I saw a wide rope fastened around their mouth and another rope on their hands. Arnold sat on his relaxing chair and flexed his muscles with his dark eyes which visibly emit no mercy. A bulky guard came forward. He bowed to Aaron and muttered with a hostile stare at the guards "We are waiting for your instruction, your Highness" Arnold stretches his hand to caress his jaw and grunts "What is on your mind, Achraf?" "I dare not decide the presence of His Highness" he declined Arnold and swerved low.

"Lock down the academy. No one in or out until we return." One minute. As her SUVs peeled out, Zephyr collapsed. I ran to him, along with his brothers, catching him before he hit the ground. The partial shift receded, leaving him human but unconscious, his body temperature dangerously high. "Get him to the medical wing," Thorne commanded. "Now!" As we carried him away, I caught sight of something that made my blood run cold. One of Frost's companions hadn't left. The scarred man stood at the edge of the grounds, watching me with knowing eyes.

Duncan “We are leaving,” Keith, my fellow guardian wolf said to me. Keith was always a very brooding character, but he also had a goofy side. Right now, however, he was all business. The look in his eyes was serious. He was ready, like I was, to bring Coral back home.

I see raven's black hair in a familiar braid. My father hisses as Angie throws something in his eyes. She’s chanting something, and her cries of pain grow louder. Jazz stumbles over to me, half sobbing, half shaking, clutching a frantic Zeno and my bag. “Charlotte… I have to… The police…” “R—Robert,” I gurgled at her. “The vet—The vet called him.” Her head moves in jerky shakes. “G—Gun.” Despite the pain, I move, reaching for the bag. Zeno suddenly goes wild, and as Jazz tries to hold on to him, my hand wraps around the gun, and I lift my head.

Miranda did not respond once and the sun was now rising and he was drifting from consciousness. He felt hands on him and when he opened his eyes they hurt. He kept them open for this vision of an angel before him. Disappointed that she would cause him so much pain when she touched him. He growled and tried to move his hands to his chest. “The Guardian blessed you! You are awake.” “Leave me!” He grimaced in pain as she wiped the stink smelly cream into his chest. He had little energy to do anything else. “Drink this.” He resisted. “Help me move you to that building over there out of the sun and sheltered. You need stitches and if I do it here they will open again when I try to drag you. I hav

“Mm.” A look of remorse surfaced briefly in Jay’s eyes. He finally believed Rose’s words. There was something in Tourmaline Estate that hurt Jenson. Jenson’s autism was not congenital. After breakfast, Jay gave a call to Grayson. He arranged for ‘Ghost’ to enter Tourmaline Estate. Grayson hung up the call, his face morose. Ghost was the trump card team of bodyguards working under the president. Ghost was a team of four. However, they were very capable nonetheless. Their identities were kept secret and they had never shown their faces to anyone before.