Kinsley Wyatt Novels & Stories

Alpha Ryan Damison I walk inside my office's cabin, I see newly furnished table and chairs. I remember how I lost control over my anger on Thursday and broke them into a hundred pieces. Dammit! Ethan saw me watching p**n, he probably thinks I am gay. I remember how shocked and red his face was. I should have locked the door. Ryan! I need my mate or else I'll go berserk. I can't control it for this long. I avoid Dakota.

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will endure things that you never had to before. I will watch Dalton make mistakes and watch you have to navigate through them.” He sighed and rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. His blonde hair sticking up all over the place. I never really paid attention to Connelly, but he was a good looking man. Long and lean with just enough muscle. His eyes gleamed in the same amber color that everyone else in the pack had and he had blonde hair the color of the sun. He was tan and had scarring across his face. I wondered if all Lycans were tan, “What are you getting at, Con?” He looked out of the giant stained glass window that made a complete wall in Dalton’s office, “I questioned Dalton’s auth

Michael >Henry.< I called Henry–the leader of my pack warriors, through our pack link, and then I took a deep breath when the cold and strong breeze of wind caress my naked body. I left my clothes and my Calvin Klein boxer at the entrance of the woods since I shifted into my wolf form.

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“Everything’s secure, and there’s been no sign of attack. But rest assured, Alpha, we’ll be ready just in case. All of the Mated men have taken their posts and are in position.” “Good. That’s what I wanted to hear.” Then I thought of something. “Wyatt, Dane Dawson still hasn’t surfaced, and I think he was instrumental in betraying our Pack. Also, he killed his roommate, Collin. But be careful. He’s a Lycan.” Wyatt’s eyes widened but he quickly recovered himself. “If there’s any sign of him, I’ll let you know.”

His rigid and tense state further proved Alex's theory. "Who sent those letters?" Alex questioned. Jerry turned to face him. "Sir, these are just ordinary letters from my girlfriend. I was just afraid that if you saw them you would think I was slacking off." Jerry laughed nervously in a way a person caught having an affair would. Alex would have believed him if he hadn't noticed his hand trembling by his sides. It might not be discernible to others, but he was the second in command to the Alpha of such a powerful pack. Stuff like this, could not go by him without being noticed.

“And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.” The sun grew brighter. Dad squeezed my hands as an ecstatic warmth rushed through us. It filled my veins and seized my muscles. My vision filled with a bright white light, as I felt like my feet had come off the ground. We could have been floating miles in the air, but my Dad still gripped me. He didn’t let go until the light faded and my vision cleared. Every wolf in the clearing kneeled. The men, women, old and young. Each one of them bowed their heads.

Even that was graceful. I had a lot of questions and I wasn't sure where to start from without sounding rude. “Well, Sierra has always been like that. I hear they dated for a while though,” I said to Kaitlyn who scoffed as she began to undress. There was a huge tattoo that covered her back, pure black ink that contrasted her pale skin beautifully. So beautifully that I gasped in awe. “Oh! I beg your pardon, I forget that most wolves our age are not inked like me,” Kaitlyn said as she pulled on a robe that looked like it cost an arm.

We got to the bike shop way too soon, and Jared left me to go in by myself as he sauntered off to the shop in back. My palms were sweating, and I felt sick. Get a grip Kat he's just a guy. Just don't pay any attention to his arms or his tattoos or his face, shit, just don't look at him. "You plan on hanging around out here all morning, Sloane?" I almost jumped out of my skin, where the hell had he come from? "No sir...uhI mean no, Mr. Lyon." "Colton, my name is Colton, and I believe I told you about talking to the ground when addressing me."