Jon Ygritte Novels & Stories

Why would she have the power to tell people to not enter the kitchen. “Are you Alpha Gilliards mom?” I asked suddenly having my brain actually work. The lady chuckled and smiled, as she began chopping up cucumber, and beef for some sandwiches, and then splattered them both between two slices of bread each, lastly she filled two glasses with lemonade, and sat down at the kitchen bar with me. “My names Ygritte.” She finally stated before tucking into her lunch. I nodded my head and took a bite of my own food.

"Nolan" his name left her lips in shock. They hadn't seen each other for years. The alpha smiled and without asking permission sat down on the seat in front of her. He was tall, maybe not like Falcon or Zacarias, well, he was not a good example, he was at the top so he discarded it. Her hair was aristocratically trimmed brown and slicked back. His eyes were honey-colored surrounded by thick lashes. Strong jaw, broad shoulders, narrow waist. A nice specimen of alpha that had developed in the last few years that hadn't been seen.

“Yes. The Moon Goddess had this planned all along. And, trust me, Tobias, I wouldn’t want anyone else.” They shared a quiet moment, gazing at each other before Tobias finally relaxed, letting himself fall into Daniel’s embrace as a quiet peace settled over them. Meanwhile, across the event grounds, Greogry stood with his young kids, he carried his two sons in his hands while the only female Delilah on his back. He spoke with other alphas nearby, his deep voice carrying easily over the crowd. Just then, Alpha Jerome approached, his expression serious as he inclined his head to Greogry.

He approached us, taking long strides in his ripped black jeans as Maeve and I looked at each other in surprise. “Hey Jake, what’s up?” I smiled. He and I had exchanged some small talk after training, usually if we happened to be leaving at the same time, but he had never gone out of his way to approach me, certainly not whilst I was with Maeve. “I, uh, have today off work and wanted to see what you were up to? Maybe you wanted to grab a coffee?” He asked sheepishly, shoving his hands in his pockets in what I assume was an attempt to look casual but only made him appear more nervous.

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

she says. “That big, hardheaded Alpha!” I growl. “Don’t bite the messenger,” Jade responds, her hands in the air. “I don’t even know these things, so I’m a wide opened book for him to use at his discretion, but he can’t even share it all with me?!” I crossed my arms. “Hey, how is Ms. Grumpy pants now that she got some food in her?” Wyatt walks into the kitchen seeing me and Jade, she gives him a warning smile.

while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

"Christian?" Johnny asked, smirking at me. "Yes, Christian Grey," I said, and suddenly I regretted saying that because Johnny crawled towards me with the same stupid smirk. "Is that so?" he asked as he leaned down, nibbling my earlobe. I shivered from the pleasure. Johnny pulled back, still smirking, and said, "You know, the only reason I watched that movie was to learn some new moves that are pleasurable, but I otherwise hated it. I know I could give you more pleasure than that fucker." He climbed on top of me, and my eyes went wide, wondering what was going to happen next. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know, but a part of me was excited, especially if he kept talking to me like that.

I am the eldest son of an Alpha and a breeder, a strong one, so my father pushed me harder to use a breeder, but I had hoped for my mate. The batch from North America didn't interest me nor did the batch from the South. The current batch is from Central America and so far held no interest for me either until she came out. Many of us higher ups sat up when she came out in her pale blue dress. She stood up on the podium and above her on the flat screen, came her statistics. ALPHA ONLY PRIME BREEDER NAME: KATE MARIE PAYNE AGE: 16 HAIR: BLONDE EYES: SILVER GREY