Kenley Pope Novels & Stories

he purred. Behind Teague, Beau stepped forward into the clearing and cleared his throat. “Might want to ease up, man,” he said to Teague. “You’re gonna choke her out. She can’t drink if she can’t breathe.” A snarl ripped from Teague’s throat, but when Keane nodded at him a moment later, the tension from my neck fell. Slightly. “Our little kitten here thinks we cheated,” Keane said, taking a step back as he raised the bottle in the air, toasting the moon. “What do you think, boys? Did we cheat?”

"I told you never to come here. What are you doing here? Now get the hell out." Dean's words anger me even more, and I chuckle as I look at him. "Really? Are you asking me to leave? I guess no one knows the truth yet, that the person they all call Luna is nothing but a second wife. Tell me, Dean, how would you feel if everyone found out that the lady standing here is a lycan Luna and that the child she gave birth to belongs to the lycan Alpha? I chose to stay silent all this time so as not to hurt you, but have you ever thought about how much you hurt me when you cast me aside? I waited, thinking you would come back to me and apologize, but all I got was silence and nothingness. You hurt me

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

"I assume you don't recall my na-" "Claude Kaize, Beta of Pack Regime." "You do." He eyes me knowingly, that stern and confident look of his shows as though he knows everything. "This lady knows the most, Kaize." I flashed him a warning glance in an attempt to keep him away from me. "Fetch me some water and dare poison it, why don't you?" Claude's eyes narrow through his glasses before he bows down and walks out of my chambers. "He's sharp, I'll give him that." I tell myself in a low whisper. But none of that seemed to ease me enough, for I know better that he won't last, and I don't want to build any attachment issues with anyone anymore in this place.

He introduced Stacy to them. "It's nice meeting you, Chloe, Anita and Kimberly." Stacy said as she shook hands with them. "Same here." They replied. They moved to the other mates one after the other. All have grown much bigger, more handsome, beautiful and mature. Anita's eyes roamed around the party till it landed on who she's looking for. Kent. He was wearing a green shirt. He used his glasses as usual. Kent isn't that nerd they know him of. "I'm sorry, but I have to meet Kent. Chloe you can keep Kimberly company." Anita ran away not hearing their response.

It was already a feat that they let their precious Kristen date a Jewish New Yorker - let alone be engaged to one. "We are. Finally." K tiptoed for a quick smooch. "I wanted to see how they'll react. But first, you'll have to meet my Nana and Pop-pop. My Nana will make you tea, and you'll have to compliment her about it - especially when she offers you her county-fair winner shortbread cookies. And then my Pop-pop, you're just lucky the lake is frozen... Otherwise he would have asked you to go fishing. Or maybe you'd go out hunting for some moose." She waggled her eyebrows repeatedly at Jesse, throwing him into panic.

Marcela was the first to open her mouth and ask lily, who was feebly leaning her body in Kelly's embrace. "It is just as you heard auntie, the child in Lily's belly is mine," Kelly said. He did not shy away nor was he afraid this will reflect badly on his reputation. He had already made up his mind that today, he must leave with this woman. There is no way he would accept her to heartbreak him and walk away unscathed. "Who are you?" Marcela asked coldly. "Hi auntie, I am Kelly Leonard Junior, alpha of Ash band pack." Kelly introduced himself.

She said as she stomped to the bedroom and slammed the door behind her. The worst part about this is that she has to go to the wedding. Hundreds of photographers and media personnel are going to be there. Danika has to present herself as the perfect daughter, she doesn’t want her family to be in a gossip column like the Kardashians. I didn’t know how to help her out now that we aren’t together anymore. I don’t know what the rules are. I don’t know if I can still tell her if doing something is a good idea or not. Like agreeing to help her mother out with the seating arrangement at the wedding.

Kent hastily exited his office and made his way to the elevator, where he pressed the button corresponding to the 45th floor, which was the location of the President's office. When he got there, he slammed the door in Kency's face and demanded to know, "What the heck is going on here?" He didn't even bother to knock. Kent looked at the man in front of him with a frown and asked him the question. It was possible to tell he was at least 35 years old just by looking at him, and he sported a head full of long, dark hair. He goes by the name of Kency and is a renowned fashion designer for women. In addition to that, he holds the position of vice chairman on the committee that is in charge of orga