Keith Kogane X Reader Novels & Stories

It made me happy to know that my mate was ready to be our Luna. Skipping long good byes, and a long drive, we pulled up to her pack's pack house. We got out and made our way through it to her alpha's office. "Come in Nivea." He said through the door. when the door opened he smiled and said "Hey Keenan, what can I do for you? How's your dad?" He asked. "We are good Alpha Nathan. My father is doing well." I bowed in respect. "Alpha Nathan, Keenan is my mate. " She said with pride.

*** Hey Lovelies! Don't forget to come find me for free coins, giveaways, and swoon-worthy pictures of Cillian and Andrei. I read your comments and reply to them as much as I can. You can go back throught the chapters to see my replies. Thank you for reading my book! Lovelots. *** KT Valentine - Author Kayleigh “Are you okay, boo? You look… pale…” Gisella tilts her head and glances at me while she continues to stretch her torso.

And Keith seems to realize it too, as he finally releases a harsh breath out of his nose. “You have my word,” he rumbles out, the deep words hitting me in the pit of my stomach. I can barely nod back. But there’s still more work to be done, so I make my head turn back to Ralph. “And you,” I begin. “I hope this explains why I didn’t accept your advances the other night.” I can see Keith’s head whip toward Ralph out of the corner of my eye. “I’m an Ahearn - a she-wolf raised to know what she wants and that still includes you. Even despite this inconvenience,” I tell him. Immediately, I can see Ralph’s eyes shining with enthusiasm.

“Oh, god! That’s us?!!” “WHAT THE HECK?!” Keith roared as he grabbed one of the drawings. “Who is this ugly man?!” He angrily shredded the paper to tiny pieces, clearly displeased with the depiction of him. “That’s actually really look quite like you,” Xion tried not to laugh.

But I don't have much choice. "You're not here to have the mate bond separated, are you?" the Gaze Reader drawls, voice thick with an unintelligible accent. I swallow, but the lump in my throat goes nowhere. The Readers eyes are a foggy, purple colour, already feeling like they are drawing out my thoughts before the ritual has even started.

His gaze swept over Ezra. "Goodbye, little pet, find me anytime your alpha is lacking. I can satisfy you better," Alpha Kael marched away after dropping that statement, and Alpha Cage fumed. Kit blushed furiously, and Ezra stayed confused. Why did Alpha Kael keep staring at him even though he wasn't the alpha's pet? "Alpha..." Kit's loud voice pierced his ears. From the corner of his eye, he saw him press into Alpha Cage's body. The alpha's eyes weren't on Kit.

Kane stood beside his sleek black McLaren, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he flicked his cigar to the ground, crushing it beneath his boot. The night was thick with tension, but it wasn't from the fight. It was from the blonde currently kneeling in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs as she worked him over with practiced ease. He should have been feeling something. Pleasure. Satisfaction. A hint of release. But instead, he felt nothing. Her mouth was warm, wet, eager—but there was no fire in it. No spark. No real connection. Just another woman desperate to say she had been with Kane Shawn. The underground champion. The undefeated god of the ring.

Quickly, his eyes skim the first few lines below the name—ancient, devours without end, cannot be contained, bloodthirsty, dangerous— “What are you doing here?” Kieran snaps his head so fast at the sound of the voice to find Alpha Dagon; the man’s dark eyes flicker between Kieran’s face and the page of the book. He immediately walks over and slams it shut. He snatches it off the table and securely into his locker. Kieran raises a questioning brow. “What’s that?” Dagon waves his hand dismissively and sinks into his seat. “Nothing you should be concerned with. What are you doing here?”

he said, nodding respectfully to Cole. Cole pointed my way. "This is our client, Keira Kay." The man turned to me, his tone formal and flat. "Ms. Kay, hello. My name is Xander Zane." And just like that, the whole fantasy shattered. That voice—nasally and high-pitched. It was all wrong. Hayden's voice had weight, that low, velvety tone that made you lean in just to hear it better. This guy? Nope. Not even close.

For all his training as a Recon Marine and powers of a an Awakaned, Strike Force soldiers were on an entirely different level of deadly skill. “Everything okay?” Alexei said. “Yeah,” Kyle replied shortly. “I'm fine. Get on the jet.” Xander shot Knight a narrow-eyed look before promptly hooking a hand around Kira’s elbow and hauling her into the jet, the both of them talking in rapid Italian all the while. Knight felt irrationally jealous at the way Kira easily leaned into her partner’s space before sternly telling himself he didn’t have that right. He and Kira weren’t together. They were never been together.