Mason Story 소설 & 이야기

she began, her copper eyes scanning each word as she read them aloud. “In an industry of much older men who have been in the business long before Mason was born hasn't fazed this bright new star in the business world.” her lips curling just slightly into a soft smile. “Mason has been busy as a beaver expanding his empire, and now he intends to lead his company into what he calls the new century. And his first order of business, you ask? Humanitarian work. Mason’s view might be considered controversial, but he stands by his ideals. This spring, Mason plans to break ground on the first of many shelters that will be part of his new foundation.” her brow furrowed as she glanced at me.

Mason confirmed while nodding. “Wow, so nice Mason. The place is relaxing.” “Good. You seem to like it, Ada. I am pleased.” “So, I guess your brother is wealthy,” I said smilingly. Mason shook his head and laughed a bit. “Nope. He is a very simple and generous doctor.” “Doctor?” I asked, with amazement plastered on my face. “An animal Doctor. My big brother is a veterinarian.” Mason said proudly. He seemed to be so fond of his brother. Hence, I got somewhat curious about his eldest brother.

"I'm not interested in playing your little games, Mason. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do." Mason's grin turned into a scowl. "Fine," he spat. "But mark my words, Emma. I'll be the one to break this story wide open. And when I do, you'll be out of a job." Emma watched as Mason stormed out of her office, a knot forming in her stomach. She knew that Mason was relentless in his pursuit of a story, and she couldn't afford to let her guard down for even a moment. She needed to stay one step ahead of him if she wanted to uncover the truth about the shifter murders.

Vincent refused his opinion with the same whisper he made it with. A paper was drawn out and pinned at all four edges. “Mason said they came in from the west,” one of the council men said. He pressed a red thumbtack on the picture of the west gate. Before anyone could speak, I rushed in. “How can we trust Mason?” “He was there when it all began. He was shot too.” The council man answered immediately.

Mason would rip him to shreds and Brody just took it. Mason growled in defiance, snarling as he walked by us on his way to the office. "He's always been like this?" Brody spoke quietly, looking up as Harley bandaged his wound. Harley hummed, taking a step back to admire his work before moving to me," I heard he was treated pretty badly by the Stoll wolves before running away to Ash Walker. Nobody is really even sure how Ace was made. Mason was in one of those forced mateships."

Aunt takes my hand and leads me back to our chairs, aunt Fel follows behind us. "Right, let's tell Jane how Mason ends io having you as his wife!" Aunt said. My eyes lights up instantly in excitement, I can't wait to hear his embarrassing moments. We sit down and aunt clears her throat. "Mason doesn't have any friends when he was growing up, no! He have friends but doesn't like playing with then....hes always on his own space. So, one day he was flying his kite and the kite got shuck in a tree, he climbed to the too oh the tree, honestly, up till now I don't know how he got to the top of the tree!"

John scratched the back of his neck and pulled out a chair for Carey. “Why do you two look like whatever you need to tell me is catastrophic?” Kelley gave her a small smile but said nothing. This was Mason’s story to tell but he’d have his back. They’d figure it out no matter what Carey said. “Mom, I love you and no matter what happens in the next few minutes just remember I’m your only son.” “What did you do, Mason?” “Carey … it doesn’t really change anything. We’re a family, all of us.”

If Mason really could not afford to wait around, why would he be in a mood for pizza here? "I'll give you an answer, then. No. I won't go." Mason smiled cruelly and scoffed. "Do you think I won't touch you in public? Or did you think I'm just bluffing because you're a doctor and have powerful connections? "Well, you're wrong. I'm Mason Jacobs, a prodigy of the Eight Great Martial Families. I can crush you effortlessly in every way, so I suggest you wise up." Getting no response as Felix walked away, Mason cracked his neck. "You're the first to dare ignore me ever since I became famous. After midnight, you won't even get a chance to regret your words."

I hold his stare, trying to control my anger. “Who killed them, then? Who fucking set fire to that store?” When he hesitates for a few seconds, I get my answer. “See? You can’t even give me a reasonable response… because you know you’re at fault.” Mason takes a deep breath and walks past me, pausing at the bar. He takes one more shot of whiskey before motioning to the sofa. “Sit down, wife. Let me tell you a story.” “I do not have the time for your games right now.” I reply coldly.

There's no way they could have died and then come back to life. "That's exactly what happened, Killian." I spun around to find Mason approaching us, there was only a little splatter of blood on his body. "What the fuck Mason! Where the hell have you been?" As angered as I was, I was also happy he was alright. "I am sorry, I was at the Packhouse with some warriors. I watched as those bloody wolves murdered our own, including Adam and Nate, then we all heard the loud scream and the enormous power that swept the earth causing so much destruction. By the time the mist vanished, both Adam and Nate were fine. Like nothing happened at all"