Jacob Bertrand Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

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the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.

One wrong move from Kai Castellano, and Alessio would have his war. Kai got dressed without a word. A three-piece black suit clung to his body like it was stitched from shadows. His black hair was slicked back, the same shade as his father’s, but his eyes, those piercing icy blues belonged to the mother he barely remembered. Six feet tall, with a presence that felt like a held breath before the storm, Kai was devastating to look at. Cold, unreadable, and sharp enough to draw blood with a glance. He never smiled. Never had the time.

Sharper. “Yeah?” Kai said, voice rough. “Get on the couch then. Ass up.” Leo scrambled eagerly onto the couch, pulling his pants down fast. His own slick was already dripping down his thighs. He arched his back, presenting himself like a good little omega. Kai stood behind him, stroking his massive cock slowly. The knot at the base was already starting to swell. He lined himself up, rubbing the head against Leo’s wet hole. Just before he pushed in, Kai glanced back at the door.

The pack was all alert, and people were screaming. Kai was out of the house. He was seeing Cosimo, and the fact that despite being Italian, was here in Moscow told me that we were going to deal with more problems than we needed. “Where is Kai?” Luna Katerina asked, and I looked away from her. I knew that she wasn’t going to like the fact that he was going to see Cosimo. It was something that he hid from her to ensure that she wasn’t annoyed, but it seems that she was going to find out somehow. “I see,”

she nodded to the balcony, I looked in the direction, to see him standing there with his eyes fixated on us when did he get there anyway? “Standing there… looking at us right now, is the fire itself, the abyss that would take you in, corrode you, swallow you whole and never to be seen again…” “Mommy… I caught one.” Kai's excited voice cut through the tense atmosphere as he ran towards me, he opened his hands to reveal a blue butterfly with black stripes. “I knew you'd catch one.” Mariam said with a smile, standing up, she squeezed his shoulder gently, “You're a strong little man after all. I should go now, my working hours for today are almost over… and pleased to meet you young lady.”

I was excited when he spoke. 'Damn, look at those juicy, plump, curvy curve curves. I bet we can hold onto her from behind,' My wolf Kai spoke, the damn horn dog he is. Rolling my eyes I tell him, ' dude she's total jail bait. Nah, she's hot but not that hot.' 'Of course, I got the brains of this dynamic ha-ha. Look at DOB she's 18. Maybe she could be if the dragon is into her.' He states eagerly.

Their other roommate, Jake, was at the library, and the small dorm room was quiet except for the hum of the mini fridge and the distant sound of music from the floor below. Kai was a senior. He was twenty-two, six foot two, with a lean, muscular build that he maintained with obsessive gym sessions and a strict diet. He had short black hair, sharp features, and dark, penetrating eyes that always seemed to be assessing everything around him. His skin was golden brown, and his arms and chest were covered in tattoos, colorful sleeves of geometric patterns and traditional Japanese designs that he had accumulated over the past three years. He walked with a casual, confident stride that made every

Kai. ​The scout's final memory is filled with the terrifying blur of Atlas roaring to life, his silver-tipped black fur a storm that shielded her. His roar was thunderous as he tackled my scout, tearing his throat out before the powder could fully take hold. Kai's bond to the girl... it is a pull I can sense even through the dead scout's eyes, but I cannot comprehend it. It is a brilliant silver flame that actively thwarts the shadows.

His eyes went a dark blue and I could see his veins popping out on his forearm. “You know better than that!” Khai snarled. I swallowed quickly and spoke with all the little might I had in me. “Khai, let him go,” I said quietly. Jacob’s feet hit the floor and he held his neck to soothe it. He leaned on the counter with fear wild in his eyes. Khai turned away from him and came back to me. He looked at me with despondent eyes. “Please Khai, please let him come back.”