Micah Solusod Voices Novels & Stories

She eyed the Delta suspiciously. “Would it be okay if I spoke with your head warrior to review anything suspicious noted on patrols?” Michael asked, appearing much more intimidating then he had previously. His blonde hair was a little bit longer, giving him a more laid back look, but there was nothing laid back about him in this moment. “Of course, Alpha Michael. I will have my head warrior come up immediately so that you can discuss any threats or suspicious activity. Alpha Anders, would the rest of you like to join me in my office?” Delta motioned towards the stairs.

His usually emerald green eyes darken to the shade of his wolf as he growls lowly on every exhale. "Submit. Like the pathetic bitch you are." He growls, his voice lower as it mixes with his wolf. I maintain my stare, praying my body doesn't betray me. I know he can hear my pounding heart, but I refuse to let him see my fear. "Let it go, Micah." One of his jerk friends says. "Yeah. She's not worth it." Another one adds. Micah shakes his head and comes out of his half shift. His body stops quivering with anger and his eyes clear.

“Ahem. Ahem. Mic test. 1-2-3-3-1-2. Wait, why are we counting when testing a mic? You could just start singing right away, right? Tsk. Ahem. Sorry about earlier, folks. That traitor was out of line. My apologies. Ahem. Please, don’t panic. Everything’s gonna be fine. Our monkey comrades are handling it. Just cover your ears so you don’t hear the g*nfire—or better yet, listen to my voice. I know it’s irresistible, so go ahead, record it. Don’t be shy. It’s free! Make it your ringtone to brighten your day. Or your alarm clock, so you’ll wake up to my sexy voice. Hehehe. Anyway, some ugly monkeys suddenly invaded Boss’s territory. So gutsy, right? Damn. But just keep calm and relax, people. Jus

she said, chin high. Another voice joined. “I do.” An older man pushed through the crowd, glasses perched on a crooked nose, hands ink-stained and callused. Eamon, the old scholar. The man who taught Noah to read his first words. “I’ve seen the man you’ve become,” Eamon said. “Your mother would’ve been proud. And I stand with you now.” Then the voices came like a flood. “I do.” “You have my claws.” “For the Luna!” Then came Rakesh.

Saliva dripped from my open mouth as I spiraled. There’s a loud thump, and my eyes dart to the sound, where I found Donny motionless on the ground. His head tilted at an odd angle, his hair is a mess, strands framing his face. His beautiful brown unseeing eyes were frozen in a mix of fear and pain. The surrounding noise was muffled. I couldn’t hear what the men around me were saying. One was willful and unbending, while the other was pleading. Only when the latter voice became panicked, did I gulp a lungful of air. Lifting my chin, my gaze swept over Shane. You’d think he’d be happier after killing the man that pissed him off, but the anger is still etched in his features. Each breath causes

I asked both Emily and Silas. "The first shift will be painful, but I will help you through it," Silas assured me. "I can use my magic to numb the pain when you shift," Emily added. "Alpha, we have detected Letty's signal coming from the Blood Pack." Mac's voice appeared in my head, and I looked at Silas in shock. How was I able to hear Mac's voice? "You heard Mac," Silas's voice echoed in my mind. I nodded. "It's your wolf, Elena. She is the first she-wolf created and can hear every other wolf's thoughts and mind links." Silas explained.

I still did not even know where my brother was, I couldn’t even hear his voice or catch his scent anymore. Nathan, who was talking to Domenico, both their voices blocked from me due to the beam that surrounded me, was furious as he tried to attack him only to get electrocuted. The bastard couldn’t even fight him like a man. His eyes met mine and he smirked before he looked between the two of us, removing the barrier that blocked his voice

I can see Michael's breathing getting faster as if he's having difficulty breathing in and out. "Then do it, mate. Suck my dick!" He replied in a sensual tone of voice and then he suddenly spits saliva on his hand, and then he used his hand that has his saliva to stroke his hard dick. His throbbing dick is now coated with his saliva. I can't help but stare intently at his dick, it was circumcised very nicely, so there are no unsightly scars. The head is nicely rounded and in perfect proportion to the shaft. The skin is only slightly veined and is smooth. It is the same color as the rest of his skin. I don't know but I think when Michael is naked, his dick is by far the most attractive featur

One of her guards yanks me by my hair and makes me stand up, quickly smothering my scream of anguish with his hand. Just when I feel like losing all hope, Leah takes me by surprise. Instead of hanging up, she activates the speakerphone, as soon as Micah picks up. “Who is this?” Micah’s voice echoes in the surroundings and my heart fills with hope as I hear his deep, comforting baritone. I wish his voice was a tangible thing that I could touch and feel. "Hello, Micah," she purrs, a false sweetness in her tone. She has altered her way of speaking in a way that makes it impossible to recognize her.

I stroked her head and said patiently, "Honey, studying here is not suitable for you. You are so much smarter than the kids here." She beamed and reluctantly got out of the car. But the second she saw Araceli, she opened the door and raced over to her. "Araceli! Valeria!" She shouted, waving at them happily. I frowned slightly, wondering why she liked them so much. I pulled out my phone and dialed Micah. "Daddy, what's wrong?" The call was quickly answered, and Micah's calm voice came through the receiver. Many people in the Royal Pack said that Micah was as calm and collected as I was, and he was born to become Lycan King.