Jake Mason Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Jake said, flipping through the neck page of the letters he had received but he stiffened immediately at the powerful scent that wafted through his nostrils which had nothing like his Beta. “Fucking Holy Moon Goddess!!” Jake exclaimed the moment his eyes left the papers to see the figure that entered. His only friend and buddy he had almost practically abandoned due to pack activities. “You didn't tell me you were coming Raze!!!” He laughed and stood up to give a hard hug at the Lycan King who scoffed. “One would think you're so excited to see me, Jake, cut the crap. How disappointed are you right now?” Raze asked and he chuckled.

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

“No is no.” Mason chuckled. “You are cute when you try to act brave.” He commented, lifting her chin to look at him. “But it seems you don’t know who I am yet. Brownie.” He leaned in, his voice low and deadly. “My name is Mason King. Son of the Alpha king of the Everbite pack and soon to be Alpha. Brother to Darius King—the same Darius who can rip throats out without blinking, he thrives on pain, and I thrive on chaos.”

It was fleeting but I was sure I felt something that could not be explained. “Will he be alright?” I asked. “Who? Alpha Lukas?” I nodded. “You might not know this but he's the best warrior in our pack. He can take down several men at once. You don't need to worry” he reassured, a cheeky smile on his face. “I'm just asking. I'm not worried” I replied, my voice dropping down a notch. We are at the crack of dawn. The maids in the pack house were already up and working.

And not only does it smell amazing, but it tastes just as good. Everyone’s chatting happily as they start to dig into the meal, but I still haven’t heard a peep out of Jade. It’s a little bit funny, considering she’s the most outgoing of Jax’s three sisters- she keeps looking over at Theo and blushing, responding to him like a typical fifteen-year-old girl and quietly swooning. “You two live up at the squad complex as well?” Jax’s mom asks, looking to Theo and Brooke. Theo’s got a mouthful of baked chicken, so Brooke responds for the both of them.

Mason, now five years old was playing with a few other kids a few meters away from my sight. Luka went for a spot check with Jake like they do every day in wolf form whilst they discuss activities, training, gatherings and some stuff that are necessary for the pack to keep it entertained. Lylah and Nelly left for a few weeks to meet with some witches, in the hopes to rebuild a strong coven as they have had in the past. Everything has been quiet for years now but yesterday Luka and Jake have discovered a freshly dead body of a human, left abandoned in the middle of the forest. I've got a hunch about it and since then I felt restless, always making sure Mason was by my side. As I was back gapi

Percy told them and they all nodded their heads, leaning forward, extremely interested now. "Jason, your mate is a shadow weaver named May. She's a small girl, with a chaotic personality. She's strong of course and sports her hair in a braided mohawk." "May." Jason smirked, sitting back and leaning his arm over the back of the couch. He seemed really happy now. "A shadow weaver huh? Seems I get a rare mate too, Phoenix." He winked at me like that was something special.

The air was crisp with the promise of dawn as Jake tightened his leather armor, preparing for the hunt. His eyes held a mix of worry and determination, the lines of tension etched into his face deepening as he turned to me. I stood in the doorway of our room, arms crossed, pretending to be calm. "You don’t have to do this alone," I said softly. Jake stepped closer, his presence grounding. "This is something I need to do. Jacob is my responsibility, Prisca. He’s done enough damage, and it’s time I put an end to it."

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Jake grunted as Connor ran to him. Mason tiredly lay on the floor, watching the high cave. He was really weak now. The venom was taking the worst of him. "Jake!!!! No!!" Tessa yelled, crying aloud. She ran past the boundary and the cave began to shake. Huge rocks mightily fell from the high cave. She didn't care. She was on her knees now, begging Jake to stay with her. "No, Please. Don't die. I was just getting to know you!" She cried.