Looking For Alaska Novel By John Green Novels & Stories

Jackson yells as I slam the door behind me. "Not anymore," I say under my breath. Going to the nearest diner, I order a coffee while pulling out the journals so I can go over each and every one of them to study and hopefully find a place to start looking for the packs. I spent the next few hours researching and was only able to find a starting location in Alaska. I go next door to the motel and get a room for tonight while I plan my next move. The run-down motel barely has any access to Wi-Fi, making it take nearly two hours just to book a one-way ticket to Alaska for tomorrow.

I had succeeded Seconds go by when two large men burst into the room. They take each one of my arms and pin them behind my back. As one holds me steady, someone with green eyes inspects my neck. His green eyes were all I could focus on. I had cut too deep, but I felt no pain. He spoke my name, but I couldn’t answer. Instead blood trickles from my mouth as I cough. “He is going to kill us if we can’t save her.” The green eyed guy presses something against my neck

Authors Note - From this chapter onwards, our story begins and would revolve around Alaska. There would be no place diversions from Alaska, to New York and vice versa, as our main lead is now in Alaska till further notice. It's time to take us all on this bumpy ride, and the events that would lead to Adolph and Daciana meeting. Happy Reading... (Early hours of the day, after leaving Daciana back at Helene's Shack) RUBY

Willow loved it because it was a small table and chairs tucked into its own corner, surrounded by high backed walls on both sides. She had felt bad for lying to her grandmother earlier. She wasn't here to get a new book but rather read the one Loriann had given her. The leather diary had been burning a hole in her bag for days now. Gently, she placed the book on the table in front of her and stared at it, as if it would burst into flames at the first touch. Opening the cover, she began to read, devouring the history of the Red Hoods and one Weyland Brochade in particular.

Chapter 49 ANNALISA The last morning arrived with the particular clarity of a day that knew what it was. And I for We were leaving. I had been aware of it since I woke up, a low hum of relief running underneath the morning routine that I was not going to pretend was not there. Three days in Greenwood territory had produced everything we had come for professionally and considerably more than we had bargained for personally, and the prospect of the drive back, of walking through the doors of the Vael estate and finding Eli on the other side of them, had been sitting in my chest since I opened my eyes.

“My favorite color—because it’s the color of your eyes.” Elena laughed, the sound light and melodic. “Smooth, Alpha. Very smooth.” They lay side by side on the grassy hill, the world around them fading into the background. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets were the only sounds accompanying their shared silence. “Have you ever seen the Northern Lights?” Elena asked, her voice tinged with wonder. Asher shook his head. “No, but I’ve heard they’re breathtaking.” “In Alaska, they say the sky dances with colors—greens, pinks, purples. It’s like nature’s own light show.”

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Knowing not to keep me waiting, he appeared before me within seconds. "Alpha, we haven't slept at all since the Luna disappeared," he expressed. "We discovered their wrecked car and then a trail that led us to Alaska. There's only a small pack there, and Alpha Reeder has pledged to be on the lookout for anyone resembling our Luna's description. With so few permanent human residents there, any new arrival would stand out." I growled in frustration at the high ranking's stupidity, any fool could see it was a false trail. In Alaska, where the population is sparse and a visitor easily stands out, someone accustomed to warmer climates may find the weather less than inviting.