Mike Wheeler Angst Ao3 Novels & Stories

“This is my mate, Jacquelle.” The word mate lands like a fist to my ribs. For half a second, my vision blurs, Zoey’s face flashing unbidden in my mind, and I have to clench my jaw to keep my composure intact. Jacquelle meets my gaze with steady confidence, her posture relaxed but alert. She looks like someone who doesn’t tolerate nonsense—someone who could, and probably does, put Maven’s cocky ass in its place. The thought almost makes me smile. Almost. “This is Mikeal,” Maven continues, oblivious or pretending to be. “My beta. And his mate. And this is Cara, our pack witch.”

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

I bit deep into my lower lip until it bled, but I didn't scream in pain and I was proud of myself. "I'm sure your boy toy is already on his way here to be the knight in shining amour. I'm impatiently waiting for the drama that is to unfold. Today is the day all the Archangels will perish and it will be because of you and that rapists inability to stay away from your pussy." "Mike and I are done. You will only be wasting your time if you think he'll walk into a trap you set with me as bait." I gritted in alarm as my heart began to pound abnormally.

One month later where Angel's birth month, Mike stares at the ninth letter he plans not to give this instead he will include it in his declaration of will but every time he thinks about it one thing bothers him. As usual, Angel will expect his promise and he doesn't want to see her sad, as Mike spends time thinking suddenly he feels to vomit his vision suddenly become blurry and when he stands up and rushed to the bathroom, Mike vomits some blood his eyes widen when he shreds in tears Mike smirks then he vomits again but this time he suddenly knees down as he feels weak, Mike sits down on the floor and lean on the wall (cried) "What did I do to deserve these things? What? I know I made lots

“Hebe, you go get ready. I'll go get the other girl's information." "Yes, Sir" After Hebe left, Wolfgang frowned. Hebe had a unique scent on him, the smell of blood mixed with the sterilizer. Not only that, but the smell was a bit like the smell of a wild animal. But the scent was very faint. It only appeared briefly and then disappeared. Wolfgang stood silently in the hallway as if thinking about something significant. Suddenly a girl came up behind him, then spoke up. “What are you thinking so focused on, captain?”

Seeming to have trouble with her own seatbelt, Angel looked alarmed as he dropped down onto his knees before her and gripped her knees, forcing her legs apart. “If fucking you a second time is what it takes for me not to be a player, then I’d be happy to oblige,” he rumbled deep in his throat, offering her a gaze filled with desire. His fingers squeezed her knees, silently urging her to feel his sudden need to have her. His wolf instantly began to react to the way her knees squeezed against his sides, almost urging him between her legs. The beast was ready and raring to go, one step away from howling his desire for all to hear. It was a good thing they were miles up in the air and only the p

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

Again. I crouched behind a cluster of pine trees, the bark pressing into my back, my breath held tight as footsteps crunched nearby. "Where the hell did she go?" a voice snapped. Male. Sharp. Frustrated. I smirked. "She's like a damn squirrel. Just vanishes," another growled. A softer voice, but no less angry. I knew who they were. Arnou and Derek. Both sons of the elite, both entitled assholes with nothing better to do than chase Omegas around like it was sport. And me? I was their favorite game.

Whatever it may be. He groaned into my neck, the vibrations on my skin causing a new wave of arousal and desire to flood my lower region. “We got the suspect.” He mumbled. My brows gathered in confusion; I pulled back so I could look at him. Mike lifted his head, his eyes finding mine, and the sorrow I saw in them almost broke my heart. I wasn’t used to seeing these emotions in my man, he was always the jubilant, carefree Beta, who rarely lost his shit and only a few times let his anger take over. “If you got him, then why the sadness, why the tension?” Did they lose a warrior, did something else happen?

Mike looked at the can in his hands “ Can you not like see my memories and just - just deal with it?” “ don’t worry, I won’t if I don’t have your consent I will never look past your feelings, “ said Reyna “ so are you ready ?” “ I am, “ said Mike curtly Reyna nodded and then she took a sharp intake of breath, immediately dark particles from Mike’s body rose like millions of black iron shards, as she sucked in the breath - all the anger that Mike was feeling immediately churned in her nerves - anger, bitterness, guilt, the desire to avenge. She gritted her teeth and let the heartburn in pain roll in her body before she purified them, once the pain faded she exhaled a breath and watched as th