Jaden Christopher Haddon-slater Novels & Stories

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

She added in a low voice. Chad glanced at her with a bland look on his face, "My name is Chadwick Hale." He answered gruffly. "I don't know if you know about Hale city but I am the second son of Hale Groups." He waited for a reaction but Calista kept staring at him, awaiting more information. "You're not surprised?" He slowly inquired and she shook her head.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

"Food is not my issue. I am grateful to be alive, but I am also bitter that I am here. Adonis is punishing me for a crime committed by my father. It's so unfair." Her eyes softened and filled with compassion. "Stay strong, my dear. I believe everything will be fine. I shook my head, feeling a lump develop in my throat. "Aunt Helena, nothing will ever be the same." Adonis married Natalia, my friend. How do I even process that?” Her face flushed, and she reached out, placing a gentle hand against my arm. "Oh dear. I know you don't want to hear this, but maybe you and Adonis were not meant to be.”

“It is an honor.” "The honor is mine, sir. Thank you for the invite.” My words were polite. My throat felt dry; my hands were steady because there wasn’t room for shaking. Not here. Not now. " I'm Thane Slade, professional hockey player with the New York Sentinels. What you're doing here with the foundation, ending child marriage... it's extraordinary work." I decided to introduce myself. His grip remained firm as he held my hand a beat longer than necessary. "Please, call me Agu. Formality makes me uncomfortable."

Claire sat stone-faced at his side, a hand on his bicep. “While I was at the party, no. There were just a bunch of students, nothing more. There was some drunk asshole that tried to pick a fight—Devin, I think, but I doubt a college frat boy is our murderer.” I replied, looking into Asher’s golden-flecked eyes. “What about you? Did you feel anything off when you went after Zeke last night?” "Devin Armstrong?” Killian grimaced, eyes passing between me and his son. “He’s Judge Clint’s son. Causes him some trouble every now and again, but the boy wouldn’t murder someone. Not with Clint breathing down his neck.”

And so it was that in that half hour, Jasmine took it upon herself to update me on all the details about Christopher. I already knew many of them, because Julia had been in charge of telling me about him, but it wasn’t the same been told on FaceTime than in person. He doesn’t leave the office. Sometimes he falls asleep while we're talking, I guess he's not sleeping well. He’s lost weight. We have to remind him he needs to eat. He's crazy about James. Oh yeah. I had forgotten to tell you, Fred and Sofia had become the proud parents of James Daniels Marton, a chubby and long baby boy.

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.