Nai And Vinnie Novels & Stories

I scrunched my nose at it but took a swig. Nodding, I headed upstairs. I wish I hadn't. When I opened Viny's bedroom door, moans greeted me. He was on his bed with a girl, having sex. I recognized her by her long shiny black, coily hair and thin body—Cattie. She was a supermodel and had been crowned the most beautiful cheerleader by the hockey team. For a moment, I stood there, stunned, watching him. "You asshole!" I screamed, throwing the beer bottle I held. Viny sat up and rolled off the bed, hitting the floor with a thud. He hissed but quickly got up, trying to put his pants on as he began to explain.

He winked at me. I nodded. “Okay. What’s Vinnie. I know he’s more than just a driver to you.” Nicco looked impressed. “You are pretty intuitive,” he observed. “Vinnie is my Beta. Second in command to the Alpha and Luna.” I was beginning to get it. “Like the Royal Family,” I said. “He’s a prince.” “Maybe a Duke,” Nicco said, amused. “Pretty important. But my son would outrank him.”