Jon Wexler Novels & Stories

The person who had attacked Ashton a moment ago shifted back to his human form and shouted at Ashton. When Leonard saw who he was, he was not surprised. "You have gone against our values and attacked our alpha, the crime that you have committed requires you to face execution at the first light, right in front of the whole pack," Kevin shouted at the top of his lungs. Although he was talking, he seemed to be sending out signals. The wounds on Kelly had already healed and his subordinates had already brought him clothes. Ashton was still healing because his super healing abilities came from his wolf who was still under the effect of the wolfbane.

The golden flecks in his eyes swirled, making them brighten and flash dangerously. Towards the left of the stage stood Zeke, his arms crossed in front of him, a crucial ally for our pack and a trusted friend. Asher’s Beta stood to the right, a quiet man who saw much more than the rest of us. He peered out into the crowd; his face neutral beneath the harsh stage lights.

If I was going to prove I deserved to be here, I needed to do it alone. *The Skeptics* A waiter passed by with a tray of champagne, but I waved it away. Alcohol dulled edges, and I needed mine razor-sharp tonight. “Aurora Sinclair.” I turned at the voice. A man in his late fifties, graying at the temples but still exuding power like a second skin. James Wexley. Real estate mogul. Investor. And, once upon a time, a close associate of Damian’s. His smile was all politeness, but his eyes held something else. Curiosity. Doubt.

Wesley called to check on her but she didn’t even hear her phone ringing. For some reasons, she was sleeping deeply than she has ever done before. Wesley was in the middle of a discussion with Jacob Wonder. He was a well-known banker who was also looking into investing in Jewelry business. Jacob had met Wesley as the CEO of W. P Corporation and they had cooperated in a number of projects. They had completed several projects together and earned admiration from many. The JW Bank was recently awarded a tender for a construction of affordable housing in West city and he was looking for a partner.

But when one wolf at the far end of the room whispered too loudly and the table chuckled under their breath, he set his fork down with a sharp clink. The sound cut through the room like glass breaking. Every head turned. His voice was calm. Cold. “Is there something you’d like to share?” The wolf froze. The color drained from his face. “No, Alpha,” he said quickly, eyes dropping to the table. “Good,” Nolan said. “Because if anyone here thinks my wife is a subject for gossip, they’re free to take it up with me directly. As I doubt that any alpha would allow limits to be crossed when it comes to his Luna. And I think that you know what it is to cross a limit when it is me.”

Not just to be heard, not just to be accepted, but to be celebrated. “I’m so happy for you,” Jina said as she held Serena’s hands tightly. “Have you told Alexandro’s family yet?” Serena shook her head. “They’re next. But Alexandro already knows. In fact, he was the one who figured it out before I even did.”

an Alpha doctor? “Don’t let it get to you. We’re all adults, and outside the play zone nobody’s going to disrespect you or talk about it.” Lorenzo’s low voice rumbled. “Did you know him?” I didn’t even lift my head. Honestly, I didn’t care that much about the doctor. What was eating me alive was everything that had happened... and what it was going to cost. “Yeah. He was on the list to be the main buyer and distributor for Luna Nera. He owns one of the most important networks of fertility hospitals,” he explained.

He immediately bowed in submission. Asher’s smirk deepened as he stepped closer, his eyes boring into Fred’s. "Now, Detective Monroe, let’s start again. What were you doing watching that house?" Fred swallowed hard, his mind racing for a way out of this mess. He was in deep, and he knew it. "I’m investigating a case," he repeated, trying to keep his voice steady. "Ronald Kray’s death. Veronica Kray is his ex-wife, and I’m following a lead."

I shook my head, nervously and shaken. James and I are the lead wolves here. He is called alpha 1; and I, alpha 2; Caleb, is Beta 1; and Miranda, my close friend is Beta 2. Jazzy is our only gamma and our chem wiz. We have a group of about twenty of us. There were two other groups, but unfortunately, they have come up to be outnumbered drastically over the years. Most of the members of the other groups have long died. Making them merge with the other groups.

His face was pale, his eyes burning with a protective, furious intensity that the world had never seen from the notoriously cold, calculating CEO. "Listen to me very carefully," Rex commanded, his powerful voice cutting through the shouting reporters. He looked directly into the camera lens, as if he were looking straight through the screen at Jenna. "I have known Jenna Anderson. I have seen her at her lowest and at her most vulnerable. And I tell you now, she is the strongest woman I know." He took a deep breath, his knuckles tightening on the edge of the podium.