Jake Mason Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Could Mason be her anchor? ******************************************

If you tell anyone again what you heard that morning, I'll kill you. Daniel's hard voice stuck into his head, repeating itself over and over again. "Mason, answer me, what's wrong with you?" "Nothing, I'm fine," he opened his teeth and pushed his cheeks sideways, trying to make Jason believe he was fine. "What's your name again?" Jason asked suddenly. "My name is Mason, Mason Pierce." "You see, we are alike, in so many ways. My name too is Jason Pierce, we look like father and son in which everyone mistakes us for."

Mason said as Jacke made his way back up the steps to us. "I take it this is the guy?" "Yes, Love, this is my Beta. You do realize that I would've helped you find him if you'd just waited in bed, right?" "I wanted to let you sleep in, and I was hungry so I got up early to make some food," He said as he stood next to me. "Mason, this mess is Jacke, my mate. Jacke, this is Mason, my Beta. Now that introductions are out of the way, Mason, Jacke wanted to talk to you about the speech."

snorts Mason. “No! Like the Greek hero!” Both Mason and I laugh. “Not any better Ajax. The Greek hero killed himself,” I chuckle. “I’ll kill you both! Stop it.” I grab Ajax by the throat and bring him close. “Be careful Ajax, I am not the one in silver chains. Now, I know Alpha Jake is dying from a spell and he wants Haley to heal him. When does he plan to attack?” “I don’t know.” “Sadly you are telling the truth. Who is the witch that put a spell on him?”

He was still in a solemn state after not being able to do anything about helping Kayla. There was a slight noise in the field and Jason peeked through to see that it was Jake and Mason. They were obviously coming back from their hunt and because of how popular they were, they attracted a sort of attention from other students. Jake was the first to open the door. He almost slipped and fell the minute he set his eyes on Jason and Ethan. “What the hell! I thought it was only a rumor!” Jake said with a big smile on his face just as he pulled the both of them into a very warm hug.

Percy quickly moved as she crossed in front of his door, making sure she didn't notice him. Percy’s curiosity was piqued. He needed to know more. Silently, he crept towards the door, careful not to make a sound. Peering through the crack, he saw his mother, her face a mask of anger and determination. Marissa stood nearby, wringing her hands nervously behind her. "This Jake,” his mother continued murmuring as she walked, “he’s not just some random kid. There’s history. Connections. And that transaction… it’s the key to everything. If only those detectives could do their jobs.”

“He doesn't look like someone that can have such deep conflict with anyone when I saw him with Lila last night.” I sighed, “I hope whoever did that is caught soon; this dorm has to be safe." I muttered. Mason clenched his fist." That damn Jake is such bad luck; bad things happen immediately when he shows up." He hissed. “We have to do our best and catch him soon, or these bad things will keep happening.” “Yeah, we have to catch him soon, not because of his bad luck, because I don't believe in that, but we have to catch him because he is dangerous.” I said.

He said seriously. "What the fuck bro? I'm not a donkey!" He growled. "Says the man who dressed up as a donkey at my birthday party when I was 14." Max deadpanned. "I thought it was a dressing up party!" He reasoned. "Whatever, Jay this is Jake, Zach and Lydia son. And Jake this is my g—" "I already know my dear prince, you are his girlfriend, the queen it's such an honour to meet you. I am Jake Jacobs, the strongest knight in Raven." He introduced himself.

Jake was someone who excelled in strategy. Every action he took was intentional, calculated, and designed for maximum effect. His recent choice to recruit Mason Garcia was no different. The young assistant had demonstrated his capabilities at a smaller firm, impressing Jake with his keen intellect and ability to foresee moves before they materialized.

“Thompson! I’ll get you! “ I heard him say outside my apartment as he banged the door. My heart was racing as I waited for him to go. Only when I heard his footsteps retreating did I relax. I could have talked to him and asked him to give me more time. However, the chances of him doing that were thinner than a Jimmy Choo heel. I threw my bag across the room in frustration and paced my room. The only way I could pay off the rent was if I asked my manager at the bar I worked at night to pay me early. I blinked back the tears threatening to fall down my face, refusing to be weak. Crying wouldn’t solve anything. Needing to take my mind off things, I made myself coffee and sat down with my lapto