Mccall Pack Novels & Stories

Ava dropped to her knees, begging, "Please! Mr. Potter, save me!" John looked at her with disgust and pushed her aside with his cane. "Do you even know what happened while you were busy doing nothing for the family? "Ever since May left, the animals have been on edge. There have been multiple attacks. The news is a mess, and Potter Corp's stock has hit the floor one too many times! "Didn't you say Ava had the same bone flute and could calm the animals? Well, today's the zoo's anniversary. You better prove yourself."

This chip is the most advanced technology in the alternative for devices to store information which we can see in the invisible screen in front of our eyes. Emma takes a look. "There's a lot of submissions for this week. But I have shortlisted a few that I thought could be urgent. Dark Shadow pack's Alpha Mayer, chief councillor Robert and then the Alpha king of Nightflang pack, Alpha Archer'' My entire body ices on the spot, my breath catching in my throat. A knot forms inside my stomach as I hear the name. Archer. Archer. Archer. "What did you say?" my voice barely comes out.

Rhett glanced over his shoulder. “I’m done,” Cameron was still doing up his belt. “Heath?” “Mmm,” Heath smoothed his hands down his top. “Could do with an iron.” “Is it worth taking the bags?” Cameron paused by them. “They’re pretty empty. We’re wearing what was in them.” “Shit,” Aislen realized that he was telling the truth. “I am not wearing khaki,” she said firmly. “We will have to find somewhere in Trayrock,” Rhett agreed. “Because fuck khaki.”