Jaden Walton Novels & Stories

For all I know, to them, I was nothing more than a murderer of my own blood and the love of Kayden's life, a member of their 'cabal' and of course, a witch with claws ready to jeopardize everything in my wake. “It’s me, Kennedy, Brandon, Dwight, and Jord. Jord is the one returning home from the UK.” He said softly. I kept quiet for a few seconds contemplating his words. “I have pretty cool friends huh? Dwight is a famous basketballer. You can g****e him up.” He gloated with a grin and I scoffed.

“I feel it now.” For the rest of the evening, the household buzzed with excitement. Jina started planning for celebrations. Jacob was already debating what role he’d get to play in the baby’s life. Her father offered to bless the child with the ancestral symbols when the time came. Even the coldest corners of her past had warmed with the joy of new life.

I ask, concerned that the kids are using him as a jungle gym. “Yes.” I chuckle. “Can you pass him the phone?” “I’ll try. He’s helping Addison on the monkey bars. He’s busy.” He runs off, and the phone's movement blurs his face, causing Hera and me to laugh. These kids are incredible. How can I have a family like the one she’s created and make them mine? “Mr. Thomas wants to speak with you!” Aiden yells. “Tell Mr. Thomas I can’t talk right now. I think I hurt my back,” Gelo says in the background as someone laughs.

Adel huffed. “Isn’t he a senior?” Luna replied. “It’s not disrespectful if my senior walks away, right?” “Who cares? You were just being nice. That’s the thing with boys—never try to be nice to them.” Luna chuckled as they walked to the entrance, where Jaden was already waiting. Adel’s family driver was also there. “See that guy over there?” Adel pointed to a boy leaning against her car, busy on his phone. “That’s my twin, Nathan Wystan.”

I didn't want that to be a reality. He looked back at me then, and his voice dropped, quieter. “You didn’t tell her yet, did you?” I held his stare, unflinching. “No. Not yet. And I won’t, not until I’m sure she’s ready. She's just a toddler and understanding something like this is not going to be easy for her. She really understands how to sit on the toilet seat, let alone understand the concept of you being her father.” His jaw tightened faintly at that, but he didn’t argue.

The voice seemed familiar, but I could not place it. “Speaking.” “Leah, it’s Jack. Jack Carter.” “Jack,” I paused for a second, “How are you?” “Always so pleasant. I need to ask you a favour as I know Logan will not ask you.” “Of course.” “I and my wife Chelsea, Logan’s mum, are having a family get together next weekend for his birthday.” “His birthday?” I questioned. “Logan didn’t tell you?” “No!” I was surprised but also not somehow at the same time.

'' Delta is the lowest-tiered Werewolf nation. ''Good. I'll be there with Perol,'' replied Eden mentioning Perol who is a Beta, the older brother of Herol. He then walked down the stairs at high speed. Herol's forehead wrinkled. He still remains in his place. Astonished by Eden's enthusiastic attitude that the man rarely shows. What's more, it's about women. Eden who is famous for his power and power throughout the pack in the Scandinavia area is also known as the loneliest Alpha, having not met the Luna.

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?

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”