Mason Novels & Stories

“Mason just arrived too.” Sure enough, Mason stood near the entrance, surrounded by a group of admiring lesser wolves. He wore his formal Alpha robes—midnight blue fabric embroidered with silver thread that caught my eye when he moved. His dark hair was well styled, and he gestured animatedly as he spoke, commanding the full attention of his audience.

Mason takes a sip of the hot drink before setting it on the table. " You don't like it?" I ask and he sighs. " I am a whiskey person. Something to set my nerves ablaze." He confesses and I nod. " Don't get me wrong, I am not an alcoholic. It's just that my work needs someone who is always on their toes. " He continues and I give him a look of understanding. " So you are a police officer or something?" I ask, making Mason laugh. His laugh is music to my ears and it sends a shiver down my spine.

He heard the older wolves grumbling their approval, patting Caleb on the back. "See? You still have a pulse, pup," one whispered. "He'll move past it." Mason didn't care about their approval. He just wanted the hierarchy restored. He wasn't going to kill the boy—it wasn't worth the paperwork—but the boy needed to remember his place. He made his way toward the glass doors leading to the patio. He stopped by a window that stood open to the salt air. He caught the glint of copper hair and the sound of Julian’s voice.

She added with a tight smile. “Miss Rosalind.” I heard Mason's voice from behind by the stairs. He was in his casuals. A shirt with the two upper bottons opened revealing his tanned smooth chest and a pair of grey shorts. His hair wasn't gelled and looked a bit rugged giving him a different look but no matter how good looking he was, he was my tormentor. Nothing else. I could never see myself falling for a man like him.

he was a student, no doubt, I just wanted to know why he would do such a stupid thing. "no, you will explain that to her not me. I don't wanna hear it." the line went dead and I quickly looked behind me to catch the face of the culprit. Mason. He was a part of the sound and lights crew what business does he have with me? And why di he ask those guys to use wolfs bane on me?

He even dared to follow Hayden to his house! “Oh, wow! Big house, huh?” Mason said, strutting haughtily into Hayden's mansion like the owner. His neck moved as he took in the view. He nodded at the sight he saw, “Looks like your identity is really precious, huh?” Mason said, and with that, he sat on the sofa, spreading his legs wide like an uncultured brat.

Then he stood up, rounded the table and to my surprise, wrapped me in a big, bear hug. Mason was extremely handsome. At five feet eight plus my three inch heels, I wasn’t a small woman, but Mason towered over me with about four inches. He had long blond hair, and dark green eyes. He looked like a Viking. Well, if Vikings wore cargo shorts and T-shirts that is. “Is today costume day?” I asked when he pulled away. He threw his head back and laughed. “No. We just like to be comfortable when we work.

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Mason asked as we walked back home funny enough he lived in the same apartment complex as me and due to experience it took me a while to finally accept that not all people are evil, especially when you have a short experience of someone like Sylvester. Funny enough how I didn't hear from him again. “Well it was fun, I had friends and families, I had a job and I pretty much had my life together!*. Liess!!!!!! “I have only been to Chicago once and that was it, I went to my grandma's funeral last year!” Masin explained. Mason was a tall chocolate skinned man. He had a beautiful set of brown eyes and his hair was very much curly. Hi

That didn’t mean no one would notice him, though. Mason was tall too, although Barry was taller, and for a tech geek, he was well built. He had that wonderful combination of dark hair and striking blue eyes that women noticed. Oh, and a chin dimple and cheek dimples when he smiled, not that he smiled often. Mason was a serious type. His brain was constantly thinking, constantly working and quite often he was lost in his own little world. If it weren’t for the other members of Alpha Pi Tau, he would probably never socialize. Making friends was too much work and meant leaving his apartment.