Keegan Russ Novels & Stories

Keegan only used 'boy' on hm when he intentionally wanted to get on his nerves. "I have heard a thing or two about it. And from your experience with Sheera, it looks more like...." "Don't you dare," Keegan cut him off, shaking his head slowly and showing his threat. Schooling his agitation, he added after a moment. "She is nothing to me. It is all in my head and I am positive I will get over her with my mind in it. So far, I have survived a week." "Barely," Kalari added.

Zeke said and I nodded. "How are the boys doing?" I asked Keegan. He was a Sigma. He was responsible for a major part of their training. Even though he liked to go solo, he was indirectly a member of my pack. He was born there. After the death of his mother, he had moved out.

I couldn't even talk to guys without stumbling over my words and looking like a fool. There was one guy in school that I have had a crush on since we were about twelve. His name was Kassius Keene. He was the son of the new Beta. Kassius was tall with an athletic build, sandy brown hair and dark eyes. I had sat behind him in class for several years, he smelled like an ocean breeze and I was fairly sure he had no idea I even existed.

Aside from that, the room was very empty with only a few chairs here and there. “That's Roger, your trainer.” Keegan gesticulated to a man on one of the chairs. He was extremely hefty and was shirtless; dark and scary tattoos ran all over his body and he was wearing something like a large black blanket around his waist with dark flowers like a crown around his head. His face also had what looked like mascara on his eyelids, lips, and cheeks. He looked really gothic and that scared me. "Hi Roger." I waved at him when we stopped in front of him.

Damon’s deputies quickly stepped forward, admiration evident on their faces, as if they were in the presence of a hero. Chanse and the others didn’t know who Keegan was. Judging from Damon’s attitude, they could sense that he had an extraordinary identity. Chanse then looked at Kurtis, confused. ‘Didn’t he say that he has a huge support? That’s clearly him… But why does he still look a little timid now?’ He had a bad feeling. “You’re too kind, Mr. Damon.” Keegan nodded at Damon. “Sorry for disturbing you today.” Keegan instinctively looked at Harvey; his heart skipped a beat when he saw the smile on Harvey’s face.

“Except you, but I’ll burn it all to the ground before losing you too. I promise.” “I promise too, Ember. I won’t let anything happen to you or her.” Keegan’s voice had Ember lifting her head to find him standing in the doorway. Freshly dressed in a pair of dark slacks and a light blue dress shirt. The top couple of buttons were not closed and he was still barefooted, but he just radiated confidence as he looked at her. “You know, if it’s easier for you to talk to animals, I can always let my wolf out and you can tell him your story. Would that be easier?”

In the future, as long as he worked harder, he could bring Karen back to his side and protect her under his wings. On the way back, Kevin's mood was completely different from when he was going over. His sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly raised, and his sexy thin lips were slightly hooked. It could be seen that he was happy no matter how she looked at it. Karen's mood was also different from when she came here. She felt like she was floating, and she couldn't believe that what she had experienced today was true. Only then did she realize that Kevin was not only Little Karen's father or a sad husband who had lost his wife. He also had an attractive identity — he was the head of Rovio Corpora

“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.

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.