Jonah Beck Novels & Stories

Noah Because it was New Year's Day, one of the few holidays Jack ever closed down the gym, Noah hadn't made any plans to leave the house today—that was until Gio called to ask how he was feeling and mentioned he was going over to his uncle's house to help him pile up more sandbags. He said his uncle's yard always flooded and was already a mess from the recent storms.

Upon hearing Elyon's name, Becca flinched as her heartbeat started to race. "How is he now? I've heard he's still after me. I really hope that today marks the end, so I can finally live freely with Zane and our little one. I'm exhausted from this chaotic life, all I want is peace and stability back in my life. My pup needs me," she said with a hint of sadness. Jonas returned to the hall after heading downstairs earlier for a conversation with his neighbor, Jerney. Both residents of Park Slope, Jonas was previously unaware that Jerney was also a werewolf, an Alpha King to say.

She rests her arms on his shoulders and places a kiss on his lips. Jonah is wearing a pair of blue, khaki pants, a white tee-shirt, and a Nike long-sleeved jacket. “Come on now, sweetheart. We don’t want to be late,” Jonah says, pulling the pack. “Darling, can you do me a favor before we go?” Maya asks seductively. “Yeah, sure, what is it?”

His eyes were silver — bright, scared, exactly like mine in the mirror. Jonah. He saw me and froze. "Theo?" he said, voice hoarse. My throat closed up. "Yeah. It's me." Reeves put a hand on Jonah's shoulder. Not rough, just... guiding. "Three years we've kept him safe, Theo. Fed him, taught him control. Your father left him behind." "My father didn't know he existed," I snapped. "Didn't he?" Reeves said. "Ask him about Oregon, 2011."