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This time, I swear that I will come back being successful and crush this beast completely. It was the last time I was looking back at him. That man was smiling because that jerk thought he achieved everything he wanted, and I smiled back because I knew that it was the beginning of stealing everything he accomplished. I will not only take everything he achieved but his life too. It was the end of 17 years old scared and quiet Jake, and the beginning of the storm he will have soon. XX End of Chp three-3 XX Thanks for reading

Nothing but yellow eyes and patient rage. Zak’s jaw worked. “Linda—” “I know,” Jake said, voice flat with grief he didn’t have time to spend. “We get to Cremorne. We get my parents. Then we settle it.” He took the corner hard, the coast road opening like a cold blade ahead. Somewhere behind the cloud a pale coin pressed at the sky. In the trees they’d left, the she-wolf lifted her muzzle and sang a note that promised the chase wasn’t over.

“Oh, we’re done. Done done. Take-us-home-and-feed-us-something-that's-not-trauma done.” Tora muttered under her breath, “I want my mate, a bathtub, and a chocolate cake. In that order.” Chelsea raised a brow. “You sure Jax and cake won’t be fighting for top billing?” Tora smirked. “Depends on how well Jax behaves tonight.” A ripple of laughter spread through the girls as Charlie chuckled and summoned the portal home. As the portal began swirling to life behind them, Cheyenne grunted, wiping blood and ash off her forehead with the back of her hand. “Let’s go. Our men are probably trying to blow up the witch’s hut by now.”

Then whispered, “Oh sweetie… that is spectacularly awful. Well done. You win Christmas.” I didn’t win anything. Across the room, Jace was still watching me. Not like a man looking at a houseguest. Not like a father checking on his daughter’s friend. More like…More like he saw the crack in me and wanted to put his hands there. No. Stop. Absolutely not. I straightened my spine, pretending I wasn’t dying inside, and told myself I was imagining it. I wasn’t. Because later, after Lena dragged my suitcase upstairs and left me with a mug of hot chocolate that tasted like a warm hug, I headed downstairs to return the mug—

That is all. ‘Mate! Mate!’ Mina is screaming in my mind. “Look how handsome he is!’ She isn’t wrong to be fair. He is tall, muscular. With a headful of dark hair, short at the sides, but flopping into his face. His eyes are a piercing grey. And such a strong jaw, defined further by the stubble dotted along it. “Jake this Rose Cartwright” the woman next to him smiles “Rose, this is our Beta and business partner, Jake Joseph. I am Lilah Winters. My husband Knox is back at the pack at the moment, but is able to come along if you should need him to attend”

Chapter 24 As the pack members dispersed, preparing to rebuild their territory and heal their wounds, Maya and Jake found a moment of solitude. They stood side by side, their gaze fixed on the horizon. "This is just the beginning," Maya said, her voice filled with determination. "We have overcome our inner battles, but there are still challenges ahead. We must remain vigilant and continue to grow, not only as leaders but as individuals." Jake nodded, his eyes reflecting a fire that matched Maya's. "Together, we can shape a future where our pack thrives, where the supernatural realm finds balance.

"I’m heading back. You coming?" Lucas nodded. "Yeah. Let’s go." Chapter 2: The Burden of the Past The house was eerily quiet when Jake stepped inside, his damp shirt clinging to his back. The weight of exhaustion pressed down on him, but he knew sleep wouldn’t come easy. Not tonight.

Book 2 of the Swift Security Series. Saving Erin Chapter 2 Jake's point of view. We're up at the crack of dawn. The weather is bleak this morning as we load up the snow mobile's to make our way further up the mountainside. Tank turns to look at me as he says. "The weather's definitely changing." I nod my head as I look up to the darkening skies. "Yeah, let's get this training done before the storm hits properly." Laila grumbles as she climbs onto one of the snowmobiles.

BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND Chapter 01 I’m Hailey. I’m twenty-one now, but the second Jake’s convoy rolled in tonight, I swear the last seven years vanished. Tyler (my big brother) threw the welcome-home party the minute Jake walked through the door: beers cracked, shots poured, war stories shouted over the music. Jake looked exhausted, sunburned, beautiful, still in his desert cammies, dog tags glinting under the string lights. Every time his eyes found me across the room, my stomach flipped like I was fourteen again and stealing his T-shirts to sleep in.

Weasel nodded his head and hurried down the hall to his room. “Appreciate it,” Jake said and finished his beer. He met Weasel outside, handed over his house keys, gave him his instructions and got into his truck. He drove away from the clubhouse, a feeling of yearning settling in his soul. He got on US-222 and headed toward the big city and the closure he was hoping to get there. He felt like a broken man, beaten down by life, the feeling eerily similar to the one he’d had in prison. It was suffocating and numbing at the same time. The idea of never spending a day with them again was a physical pain he’d never encountered before.