Mikey Schmidt Novels & Stories

Carter got inside the car, nodding at Mikhail to get inside without asking questions. “Take us home, now, and I want the fastest route” I said, looking out the window. The night was dark regardless of the moon which was covered by clouds. My hands shook as I tried controlling myself, fearing what was to come. The cold night’s air would have normally sent chills down my spine, and knowing that the man, my partner, and unfortunately, my enemy, was at my house, facing my mate, probably challenging her was something that I didn’t want to think of.

I shouted, looking at him intently. "Ms. Kim Ahri Gaumond, I'm not making fun of you. You know what it is," he replied bluntly.