Keegan P Russ Novels & Stories

Storming into theirs I kneel down out of breath “ Oh goodness are you alright dear?” grams says running over to me “ yeah I’m fine I just had to walk back here because my car wouldn’t start.” “ I wonder if you were a target.” she mumbled “ what?” “ Nothing dear, go to the kitchen and I’ll make some tea.” I do as she says, watching her make tea I couldn’t help but ask “ Have you heard of this ‘king’ rogue who’s built himself a pack back in the US?”

To ensure that I didn’t lose my child, he was playing this whole dirty game right now. The lies and treason, all these exposed him as the man that he was. Dean kept his eyes on me for a second, frowning in confusion before he looked at the door. His mother, father, and the so-called Kai stood, frowning at our sight. “I, Alpha Dean Ivanov, Pakhan, and Alpha of Alphas, accept your rejection.”

How the hell was he able to keep this calm even though I had refused to answer his questions? What I knew about Alphas was that they would get angry if they asked one a question and then failed to get a reply from the person. A perfect example was Alpha Kyle, he would make sure to torture me at every little thing even though I didn't know if that was how he treated the remaining members of his pack. "Evelyn." Alpha Ethan's voice came again, as calm as the sea which sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't understand what was happening. This Alpha should get annoyed at me for damn's sake, only then would I feel relieved. But his actions were scaring the hell out of me. I needed help.

Rasmus lightly shook his head in negative. "You think you'll get a..away after killing me?" Richard spoke with difficulty as he wheezed for air. Rasmus paid no heed to him. His sole attention was on Catherine. "You're giving him an easy death. I have prepared something special for him." Rasmus said as his eyes darted towards the other door which opened and a huge guy emerged out of it. He was a black guy. Tall and all muscular. He looked scary with a scar running from his eyebrow to his jaw.

Katherine answered. Move on? I couldn't. My entire career was borne of Nikolas. It sounded like such a shallow thing to say but who was I kidding? I got most of my endorsement and shoots because those industries wanted to be on Nik's good side. A large portion of my social media audience were women who simped for Nik because he was young, rich, and equally good-looking. I would lose all that once it became public knowledge that Nikolas Sica had dumped me. Bad publicity could be good publicity but my career would be plunged to the depths of this got out.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

I don’t doubt it will only get better. I learnt today that Kael is a very spontaneous person we he wants to be. When he says he wants to do something, that typically means he’s going to do it. However, that doesn’t mean I wasn’t surprised when he approached me a day later telling me he is taking me to the Passion Pack, where he has found a place for us to say.

“Jesus, man.” I sat up abruptly in my chair as Keane burst through the door. He had that manic look in his eyes, the one he often had when he’d pinned his attention on something shiny and new. It was his schizophrenia kicking into high gear. He was fixating. “I met the new intake,” he said, crossing the room to light a joint. He took a huge hit and offered it to me. I took it, more interested in his story as it burned between my fingers.

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.