Kit Connor Birthday Novels & Stories

my father says. As we walk out, the pack members all wish me happy birthday. Connor is at the front of the warriors and when he sees me, he slaps his hands together and rubs them, watching me with a glint in his eyes like he’s some sort of mad scientist. “So, who gets the first shot at the birthday boy?” he grins.

don't tell me you're still thinking about marriage? ‘I'm not I promise', he snickered, ‘It's almost 12am and I just realized it's my birthday today'. ’Well it's soon to be a day after your birthday', Connor also laughed and lifted his beer to cheer, ‘Happy birthday Mr Grayson'. *******

He entangled his finger's and gaze at Williams. "You haven't gotten rid of this your attitude haven't you?", Williams inquired and he didn't respond. "Anyways", He relaxed his back comfortably on the chair before he speak again. "I'll be having a party next week for my daughter's birthday", He said. "Ugh", Conner said in disgust. "What's that for?", Williams asked. Conner stood up,"I am sorry Mr. Williams but I can't attend to your daughter's birthday", He said as if he knew what his about to say.

I nod my head and take the picture from his hand and show him the date in the back. “Look at the date, Connor. Your brother is probably about thirty years old right now. What if he’s like Alistair?” He shakes his head. “No, he can’t be. And even if he is, I need to know.” Exhaling with fatigue, I lay the picture back in his hand and reply. “Okay. I just want to make sure you know what you’re getting into. So what have you found out?” Connor runs his fingers through his hair with a grimace. “How did you know I was looking?” Snorting incredulously, I ruffle his hair and playfully elbow him on the arm. “Come on, Con. I practically raised you. I know you better than that. So what did you discove

Asher had to go and help at the village but it was my responsiblity to make sure that our pack members were taken care of. Connor was very clingy after that and I needed to do everything while holding him and the omega's were cleaning up from the party. It wasn't really a celebration anymore. And I had to admit, I was pissed that my son's first birthday was ruined like this. Just like the day he was born and was kidnapped. Are any of his birthday's going to be alright? Or is he going to be forever damned to have shit happen on his birthday.

He glanced over his shoulder at me, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “It’s Korina and Vivian’s birthday,” he said like it was the most normal thing in the world. I blinked, tilting my head. “Wait, both of them? Are they twins?” That earned me a quiet chuckle from Damien, who had been leaning casually against the desk with his arms crossed, free of all party responsibilities now that Killian had dumped it all on me. “No, not twins,” he said, shaking his head. “Strangely enough, they were born on the same day… just three years apart.”

He wished that there was still more time for talks and forgiveness because after all said and done, Kelvin had been his friend and he didn't deserve this ending. "I will… my friend," Connor replied, tears streaming down his cheeks because despite everything that happened, this wasn't how he wished the end to be. "Rest now, bye." Kelvin's eyes closed slowly, and his grip on Connor's hand weakened. In that moment, he passed away, leaving behind a grief-stricken friend determined to fulfill his final request. Connor vowed to find Rita and the child he hadn't met and he knew he couldn't afford to fail in the mission.

Just to be safe. “I understand. Again, thank you so much – we wouldn’t be here right now, or even be alive, without you.” Well, I wouldn’t have been alive to help if it hadn’t been for you, so… by the way, Grant’s here. Say hello, Grant. HELLO, GRANT, appeared in all caps. Smartass, came the next text. SERIOUSLY, THOUGH, CONGRATULATIONS. IS CONNOR STILL THERE? “Right here,” Connor said.

He said looking at Kolby with so much love and devotion. “Dude, you’re our brother of course, you can join our pack.” Connor and Dakota said in turns. Karson stared at Hunter. “Hunter if I may,” Hunter nodded for him to continue, “how old are you? You said you left home at twenty, Connor is twenty-one.”

He asked curiously jogging to keep up. the two were a mismatched pair, Koin was tall, almost 6'5 and bulky with dark hair and colorful eyes, and while he had a sense of humor, it seemed he naturally leaned towards anger. Connor on the other hand was only 5'7 and his muscles didn't seem to exist until he used them. Connor also talked a lot, much of the time before his brain could run the words through the filter of "Is this appropriate or kind?" None the less, after spending literally every moment together since they were 2 weeks old, Connor had become like a brother to Koin.