Novel & Cerita Kinger X Jax

Soren The notification comes as a ripple through the dark web, a shadowy realm where whispers and threats are currency. It’s from the Alpha kings, their response to our message. Ivar and I gather around the secured terminal, the air between us charged with anticipation and a hint of something darker. The video flickers to life, the image sharp despite the layers of encryption. There they stand, the Alpha kings, united in their fury. Their faces are etched with rage, the kind that speaks of unleashed storms and ravaged lands.

Loki interrupted, returning her gaze to him. The young man by name; Kylo Greyson, shot a brow upwards in a brief surprise before he gave one short nod at her. "Alright if you insist, my lady." He bowed slightly at her and Loki frowned, her brows creasing briefly. She turned around to leave but on second thought, paused. Turning back to him she added, "Its been Ms. Colleen for many years now, not Ms. Donovan. It is way too late for a sudden change of names, don't you agree?"

I nodded and bowed feeling so embarrassed. "I welcome you all to my Kingdom, I am pleased to have you all here," his slick yet raspy voice went deep inside me, emanating shivers on my back. He got a powerful aura around. I have heard this voice before. This same voice called me stupid before stealing my first kiss. "We are pleased to meet you, Alpha," my father said. "Your name is Killian, right?" Alexandro strides to my father. "Yes, I served your father," "Yes, I heard about you," Alexandro bowed to give my father the respect he deserved, and my father was surprised by that gesture.

A faint scar cut through one eyebrow. “Yeah,” I said, surprised my voice didn’t shake. “Just… driving through.” He nodded once, like that was enough answer. “I’m Jax.” He tilted his head toward his friend, who had wandered over with two more beers. “That loudmouth is Rico.” Rico grinned and set a fresh beer in front of me without asking. “Don’t let Jax scare you. He’s all bark. Mostly.” Jax shot him a look that wasn’t entirely friendly. “We’re from different worlds,” he told me, almost like he was warning me. “Rivals on paper. Friends when it counts.”

"Let’s just get through the next section, Cain." We kept working. The silence between us shifted from awkward and tense to something... comfortable. It was the most comfortable silence I think I had ever sat in. We weren't performing. I wasn't being the "Golden Boy" Cain, and he wasn't being the "Ice King" Eli. We were just two students in a room, surrounded by coffee cups and messy handwriting.

Jaxon groaned loud, dramatic as always, "Oh come on, Kael, you're always defending him, what, got a crush or something? Bro code, man, showers are shared!" Ryker snorted, "Yeah, Lange's acting like a princess, locking us out, what's his deal?" And Kael shot back, still even, but with a bite now, "His deal is he wants privacy, deal with it, go grab coffee or something, I'll wait here." I could hear them shuffling outside, Jaxon muttering, "Fine, whatever, Mr. Knight in Shining Armor, but if the water's ice, it's on you two," and Ryker grumbling agreement, their footsteps fading a bit, but not totally gone, probably lurking.

His hands on Eleanor kept whispering something into my ears. Jax laughed out loud; the hall became noisier. “You think I'm scared of a pathetic biker like you?” He walked to the chair close by and sat comfortably on it. His legs crossed. “Levrae is one of your quick and dirty games, not me!” He chuckled, then stood up and grabbed Kieran’s shirt. “Listen carefully, I'm the king of games.” “Shut the fuck up…!” Kieran yelled and shoved him away, his eyes flashing in anger.

Ryder suddenly asked as we looked around to see no sign of him. “And where the fuck is Jax ?” Kai voiced out his worry. “After Dre, he is the most troublesome monkey that we have in the pack,” he added before a ball of snow hit precisely on his face. “FUCK YOU DRE !!!!” he roared. “Ma ass is only for Xeon. So fuck off, Kai motherfucking Stone. Go and rub your gay ass somewhere else,” Dre shouted back. “He is truly Samantha’s Beta. Both of them are intolerable,” Aira rolled her eyes as she huffed.

It was almost like we had our own private electrical storm brewing. “Erik is going to be pissed about your friendship, Elodie.” His head ducked down. “Can’t say I’m too happy about it, either.” Something passed across his face. “You deserve better than to be messed around by…” Jax’s lips were just inches from mine, and I sighed. A breathy little sound as my lips fell open, and his eyes narrowed in on them again. “I don’t like the thought of him having a special name for you, or the fact that you are obviously close enough to have one. Bikers aren’t—”

Jaxon replied before continuing, “Besides, being the head of the Red Cage organization is enough for me because my place is here, Denver.” Nicko’s mind began to race as soon as he heard his friend’s words. “Did you forget that people called me The King of Denver for nothing?” Nicko’s smile gradually grew, and Jaxon soon patted his best friend on the shoulder. “I will bring that woman to you soon.”