Minecraft Steve X Alex Novels & Stories

And Cole is his guardian, the role of the guardian consist of helping him and tell him what to do just like a beta but a beta is more like a second leader, Giovanni isn't fully a beta since he's only 16 so Cole is acting as a beta for now on. At 18, Max will finally be the alpha of the werewolves and also the head of the council because he's the wolf that has a certain dominant character and a special power. At the age of 15, he was able to control all the power he received from the MoonGoddess. He was able to do psychokinesis (to move objects with his mental effort alone), telepathy with werewolves other than his pack members and lastly the most important is that he can heal people in a few

The kind that didn’t burn out. The kind that claimed. He laughed under his breath, sharp and quiet. He was Alpha of Blackthorn. He commanded warriors. He broke sieges. He bent enemies to his will. And yet one woman standing at his side had him pacing stone floors like a fool. Rex rolled his shoulders, grounding himself again. Tomorrow, he would be composed. Controlled. Distant if he had to be. Tonight, Tonight he allowed himself one truth, spoken only in the privacy of stone walls and shadow.

Leana declines but comes over to make sure that Maeve is okay. “Xander, meet Drake. Drake, this is my brother, Xander.” “Nice to meet you, Alpha,” he says politely. “You as well,” I say, looking at my sister. She subtly shakes her head, not wanting me to ask. Yeah, I’ll be getting that story soon. “Xander are you and Maeve joining us?” my mother asks. “Yeah, we’ll be there shortly, mom.”

I let out a loud snort while I continue to fight to free myself. But I suddenly stop when Alex marches right up to the guy and throws a hard right hook. My anger instantly disappears at the loud thud when his fist meets the underside of the idiot’s jaw. As Nate stumbles backwards, Alex takes another step towards him and growls, “You are clearly not up to my standards, not even in your dreams! And you never will be! David is the only man that meets my high expectations! No one else does!” Before the guy can do anything, a small swarm of men in black suits surround him and quickly restrain him. One man then turns towards Alex. “Boss, what do you want us to do with him?”

The bad boy and his toy. CHAPTER EIGHT Alexa "I don't know what I'm going to do about him Stacey. He's driving me crazy." I was currently on facetime with my bestfriend, ranting about Devon. "Did you try asking Mr. Stephens to assign you another partner or at least do a switch?" She asked. "I did that already, and with that bald head of his, he wouldn't budge." I complained, gesturing with my hands. "He said my reason wasn't valid enough and that I had to solve any argument or problem I had with Devon.

He licked his paw, and closed his eye, licking the blood on the side of his snout. Tyler had dragged me back and held me tight. I looked back, and see Alexander's body hovering over Stewart, who looked so tiny under the massive wolf. "Please? Alpha Blake, have mercy on me. It was all just a joke, I wasn't going to harm your Luna." He whimpers through tethering teeth. His hands trying to push off Alexander's body, but Xander is far too big and powerful. His arm covered in blood from Alexander’s bite. "I'll only say this once STEWIE!..... No one, but I mean no one touches my Luna!" He growls loud, opening his snout and biting off Stewart's head in a swift move.

He smiled back “I will pick you up after work” “See you after my shift” Shawn piped in. “You are going home alone” he scowled at Shawn and drove off after saying goodbye to me. “Rude” Shawn mouthed. We walked to the diner together, and as we were about to enter the diner, Tyler walked out seeing Shawn and I. Shawn immediately suppressed his alpha aura to conceal his identity. “Mason, thank the moon goddess you are here, I have been waiting for you” Mason. I gave Shawn a look and he just shrugged, I guess that was his undercover name.

My chest aches so badly that it feels hard to breathe. “And nothing even happened,” I cry. “We never even—” “I know,” Xavier says immediately. Before I realize it, he’s pulling me gently into his chest. One arm wraps around me while the other rubs slow circles against my back. “I know.” My tears soak into his shoulder. “He’s an asshole,” Xavier mutters quietly, anger slipping into his voice for the first time. “And I’ll make sure he faces the consequences.” “What was he even thinking?” I whisper more to myself than anyone else. “Why would he do something like that?”

His dark eyes raked over me, making my skin crawl. “Can I help you?” he asked, his voice smooth but laced with something... off. I cleared my throat, trying to ignore the way he was looking at me. “I’m here to see Ayla. Is she home?” He leaned against the doorframe, folding his arms as his smirk widened. “You must be her cute little friend.” I frowned. Something about him felt wrong. “And you are?” “Steve,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery. “Ayla’s brother.”

During my first week with Xanders Financial I became friends with not only Missy, my assistant, but also Steven, who is also a manager in sales like myself. The three of us settled into what one could call a normal routine. For the last three weeks, every morning Missy has a venti caramel macchiato waiting for me as I walk through the door at 7:30am each day. Missy found that she didn’t mind the early hour and half that I came in before anyone else. It also gives us a chance to catch up on things that occurred after we said our goodbyes the previous day. After about twenty minutes of general chit chat, we began our day, me going over any accounts that were placed on my desk after I left the