Novel & Cerita Jacob Alden

Both of his arms are covered in tattoos as well. “Hey Everly.” Alayni chirps. “Hi Alayni and Jax.” Everly replies. “Hi everyone my name is Jaxsen and I am Alayni’s business partner.” Jax tells us. Everly sits down by me, and I see a few of mom’s photo albums in her hands. I can also see several pieces of paper and a few other pictures. She looks at me, and I can tell something is bothering her.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

Actually, it fixes what is already messed up, to smash a sledgehammer into again. Alden is the epitome of a Wisdom Pack member, of course. As he strides toward us, I see the smooth, ageless skin, with no lines or blemishes. I see the radiant, sleek dark hair and strange coloured eyes. They are almost navy, darkened to the point where they could be black, if it weren't for the subtle hint of blue there. It all ties in with his contemporary dark suit that seems like some recent trend I'll never learn about.

But yes, he should have told me. "That's great Landon," I mutter, forcing my lips to quirk up in a resemblance of a smile. He let go of my hand, and the absence is slightly depressing. "Alpha Dallas is as intimating as they say, and Alpha Kaden is scary as hell," he rambles. Both are leaders of well known packs. I nod along, barely listening. I just stare into his eyes, enjoying the spark of enjoyment in them. He's just that much cuter when he smiles. It reminds me of our childhood together.

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

That’s absolutely the only reason why my life means anything to him. Alden falters in his speech for a moment. I wonder if there is anyone in his life he truly cares about. His family are dead, so does he have anyone else? “Anyone’s life means a lot to me,” Alden says carefully, eyeing me as if I was monitoring his response. “I’m just covering all my bases.” I’m not going to tell him about the pill. That’s for sure.

I started to scream. “Don't be stupid Ava,” Jacob said. I never asked you to do anything.” He began to laugh. “Your dreams, Ava let’s be honest your dream of being an actress are nothing short of fucking delusional. Who would want to see a hybrid wolf bitch like you on anything but smut films.” I could not believe this. Nor could I believe how Jacob was acting towards me. I knew that he did not believe that I could be an actress in the human world but his words made me rethink everything he had even said to me. Even sweet word of encouragement.

Ashwin and the others were overjoyed and crawled their ways toward Jacob. "Who dared to destroy our plan? Are they trying to die or something?!" Jacob roared viciously. "Mister Lowe, that's the guy!" Ashwin and Mister Mabre pointed at Leon resentfully. Jacob turned to the direction they were pointing at and spotted Ariel, before noticing Leon. "He's so scary," Ariel paled and was instantly intimidated by the malicious look in Jacob's eyes. She was only an ordinary civilian who rarely came into contact with powerful figures, so Jacob was the only powerful figure in Springfield City that she came to meet apart from Iris and she could sense how influential he had to be just by one look.

Frowning with confusion, Jacob asked, "Director, didn't you say before that Zoey was in the same group as me and Jane?" Jacob is a second-generation wealthy man, although his family is not among the top ten wealthy families, they own several listed companies. Jacob is the sole heir, with a rebellious personality. Due to this, he has quite a number of critics, but his acting skills and good looks have gained him a lot of fans. Jacob is definitely not easy to get along with. Zoey, on the other hand, is different. She is a woman nearing forty with experience and depth, having advantages in both interpersonal relationships and styling.