Lackadaisy Rocky X Mordecai Novels & Stories

The cute college girls cheered as Rocky made a goal in the basketball. Rocky turned around and flew some flying kisses to the girls. This time girls blushed and went crazy over him. He smirked and went towards the benches where his best friend Ben was sleeping. “Hey Dumbo, get up…” Rocky said in a loud tone “Mummy five minutes more…” Ben said in a sleepy tone with eyes closed “Breakfast is ready son….” Rocky mimicking a womanly tone and shook his friend. And due to the constant jerking Ben woke up.

I was again worried as Leo glared at him, but still, Rocky had a smirk on his face that suggested he could stay here for a long time until Leo accepted it. “Why don’t you shake mine instead?” I placed my hand in Rocky’s as I shook it. “Leo is glad to meet you." “I don’t think he is,” Rocky said snappily, still having that smug look on his face as he stared at my son. Maybe now I see every reason to be pissed. “It is all good vibes; I can’t wait to learn from you,” he stated before retreating. “I will see you tomorrow; goodnight, Mrs. Thatcher."

“I would let things settle a bit. You never know if the police missed someone. Hopefully, they have disrupted the organization, and there is no value to taking Miranda. But it is better safe than sorry.” “True. Though these women,” Vice smirked. “They are admirably capable of taking care of themselves. It is like James from Two Way Street says. Don’t mess with the rock chicks, they will get you.” “I will drink to that,” Raven lifted his beer bottle and clinked its neck against Vice’s.

A redo on a beautiful Montana ranch filled with kindness and love. And really hot kinky sex. Too bad none of this was real. “So, Rocky,” an older man came up and thumped Rocky on the back. “When is the contingent from Canada showing up? Do you have any events planned?” I didn’t know what they were talking about, but the detective in me didn’t miss the way Rocky’s jaw clenched and the quick—and guilty—look he darted my way. “I’ll be right back, Grace,” he said, stepping farther away with the man, like he didn’t want me to hear.

I followed Mordecai through the crowd, careful to keep up with him as it was obvious, he didn’t intend to escort me. Mordecai was a large man, but he didn’t slow his gait or check on me. He was the same sort of jerk as Justin. But where Justin just seemed selfish, possessive, and cruel, Mordecai had different darkness to him. He looked crazed. I wanted to escape from him, but I couldn’t. I glanced around and found Matt and Grace still at the blackjack table. She was still seated in his lap, leaning close to him as he played and sipped his whiskey.

Not until now. Mordecai had chosen a pair of acid washed skinny jeans and a light grey shirt that would probably show skin if he raised his arms too high. My mate started laughing when my chest began rumbling. "Eyes up here, Alpha," he motioned with his hand and I locked eyes on him. The tension of our heavier kissing over the last three days and feeling the fringes of my upcoming rut was digging away at my reserve. Mordecai shook his head with a smile," you never answered my question."

He tripped more than once, but refused to stay down, crawling up each time to chase after her. Raina turned to Leif and said, “Mr. Vexley, please wait a moment.” Leif didn’t respond, but he didn’t leave either, a silent agreement. Rocky finally reached them. His legs trembled, having gone numb from kneeling so long. Forcing himself to run this far had pushed him to the limit. Breathing hard, his face turned pale then red, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead. But now that he’d caught up to her, he suddenly didn’t know what to say.

The rogue cackles, his throaty laughter sending a chill up my spine. “WRONG!” He roars with a grin. “She’s going to be mine after we kill you all.” “Come and get her then,” Rocky says confidently. The rogues charge forward and I nearly swallow my tongue in fear, unable to think about what to do or where to go. Rocky looks at me as his lycan tears free, pointing with his muzzle to the barrier for me to go, but I refuse to leave him.

My answers make him stop and write a note in a folder. He finally has me search for Rocky. My wolf seems fine. He’s actually more calm than I would expect from him. Ace has me let Rocky come forward to ask him different questions. What does his mate smell like? How many feet does a squirrel have? Who is his mother? Rocky patiently answers all the questions, then gives me control back. “Is this guy stupid, Keller? He doesn’t know how many feet a squirrel has.” Rocky says with disbelief. “Yeah. A real numb nut, Rocky.” I watch Ace writing notes into a folder.

Maddie replied jumping, “I mean, of course, why not.” “Idiot,” Nattie mumbled under her breath. “Heu pup, aren't you hungry and missing our mate? Because I'm hungry and miss our mate.” Monica said, lying on a rock with a sad expression on her face. “I'll go check up on him now.”