Mike Wheeler Angst Ao3 Novels & Stories

He puts his front paws on my thighs as I scratch his ears. "His claws," Death says slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up I look at my thighs and see his claws pierced through my jeans and into my skin where blood was spilling. My thighs heal within seconds and I look at Death who looks surprised "We have things to do tomorrow, so your friend has to go home soon," he tells me I nod and Mika and I go inside his room. Cerberus lays his head on my lap and Mika and I talk about things.

He wore only a pair of dark sweatpants, leaving his broad torso completely bare. In the dim light, Angela could see the intricate network of scars that crisscrossed his back and shoulders. They were physical markers of a dangerous, violent past. Instead of pushing her away, the sight made her chest tighten with a strange, fierce ache. He looked incredibly strong, but in the quiet of the night, he also looked profoundly alone. As if sensing her presence, Mike turned his head. His eyes found hers in the darkness. He did not look surprised to see her. He simply stood up, his massive frame casting a long shadow across the room.

Mike spat, but even as he said it, I could see the uncertainty in his eyes. With a final glare at Alex, Mike stormed out, slamming the door behind him. I sank into my chair, letting out a long, shaky breath. The tension in my body hit me all at once—I was trembling, consumed by a mix of anger, pain, and shame. Especially shame.

Annalise: The warehouse stank of damp earth and sweat. Moonlight filtered through the cracked roof, slicing the shadows into cold, jagged lines. I paced the length of the room, my heels echoing on the concrete. Three rogues knelt before me, heads bowed. “You had one job,” I hissed. “One.” My voice cut through the air like glass. “You couldn’t handle a human and a sheltered Luna? How the hell did you fail at doing so?”

“I’m not—” “A breeding cow for werewolves?” Mike spat, cutting her off. “That’s all you are to them. A vessel for their mongrel pups.” His words twisted something deep inside Cathy’s chest. She shook her head vehemently. “No, you don’t understand. Magnus and I—” “Magnus?” Mike’s eyes flashed dangerously. “Is that the animal’s name? The one who’s been fucking you whenever he pleases?” Cathy flinched at his crude words—memories of past verbal abuse flooding back. “It’s not like that,” she insisted, fighting to keep her voice steady. “I love him. We’re a family.”

"For real. You'd better watch your mouth." "All you had to do was leave us alone." Mike said, raising his voice, "That's all we wanted. I've beaten your ass twice now, outnumbered, both times. What the fuck is your problem?" his voice becoming a loud crack of thunder as he finished. It began to drizzle slightly. Dwayne rubbing a hand through his red hair and grinning evilly, replied, "I just gotta have me another taste of one of your whores, the first one was so deli..." but that was all he got out.

“Seems barbaric to me.” “I can do whatever I choose to do with her. She is my wife, at least for the next few hours. Why don’t you scurry off and go help the next helpless victim before I change my mind about letting you leave with your heart still intact?” Mike was starting to fume. He had anger issues, it was a well established fact. I did not know what he was going to do to the man all because of me. I could not have anyone’s downfall or blood in my hands.

All I know is that, the absence of Leila. Dead or alive just cost me my chance with my mate. “Alpha North. I have never betrayed you and I won't start now.” Mike coughed Deep down, I knew he was telling the truth. “Fuvkkkk!!” I thundered I snatched my fist several times into the wall just to cool off. It did nothing to alleviate the anger inside me. “Get up, Mike.” I ordered him He gave a loud grunt as he struggled to get to his feet.

Easy pickings for any lowlife on the street. My inner beast gets anxious at the thought of her being vulnerable and I get even angrier. My punishments are necessary but if anyone else touches what's mine, I will kill them. ***** MIKE POV My heart clenches and pounds in my chest as I watch her play with Angelica. She is so patient and sweet it is hard to imagine she is a real person. Her rejection is still fresh, but I will recover. If she doesn't like me romantically then I will have to accept that.

Third Person's POV Aiden wasn't sure what was going on or why the Alpha suddenly seemed angry. He was shocked when the Alpha yelled at him. The Omega flinched and then wrapped his arms around himself. His eyes stung as they filled with tears, unsure of what he had done wrong. The Omega wasn't sure why it hurt so much, knowing he had made the Alpha angry, or why it hurt even more when he yelled at him. It was nothing like a beating, but somehow, it hurt just the same.