Novel & Cerita Nate Archibald

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Vine looks happy and with a new found purpose fully focuses on the mails. Nate is in his house in the balcony, he’s wearing a bathrobe but with shorts, the rob isn’t tied which exposes his ripped and muscular body. In his left hand is a glass of whiskey. He takes a gulp and lets it wash around his mouth for a bit then swallows. In his right hand is a phone, he is in a group chat on the phone with his two friends. Sam “So Nate what you’re saying is that you, New York’s most eligible bachelor might be getting married? Before me?”

That's all it takes before the two men both visibly relax, not to a point they trust each other, but enough that the guys standing behind the motorcycle club leader shuffle in our direction and take up spots at one picnic table the furthest away from the others. Nate makes his way back to me before I follow Tabitha into the house to get more dishes, and I pull on his arm to get his attention. "What's all that about?" He smiles. "I'm also a good negotiator. Part of the training." And that's all he says before he laughs, patting Ridge on the back, and takes Emma over to talk to one of the guys in the motorcycle club with the name Ripper on his chest. ...

“That cripple in the family? He doesn’t have a mate because no girl in her right mind would marry someone half-broken!” His brother turned pale and rushed to cover his mouth. “Nate, stop talking! Uncle Elliot once took down ten werewolves by himself. He’s the pack’s best warrior. If his supporters hear you say this, not even Grandfather could protect you!” Nate shoved him away, his face dark with rage. “That was years ago. Eight years back, he was ambushed by a rogue werewolf king. He was gravely injured, and he hasn’t shown his face in public since. Word is, he’s crippled now. I am the pack’s best warrior!”

Archibald's eyes widened in disbelief, feeling even more ashamed. Observing his reaction, Esther coldly continued, "You should've done your homework before stealing from someone! You deserve to be outsmarted!" Archibald was crushed with regret. Countless times, he had considered seeking help from Chad at the Mystic Pavillion to treat Bernadette's illness. He never imagined that his actions would lead him to cross paths with Chad in such a way. Yet, what good was regret now? Hence, Archibald made a decision. He struggled to his feet, enduring the unbearable pain in his leg as he knelt on the ground and said, "I, Archibald Stevens, am willing to lead three thousand Roggan followers to join Chi

Book 2: The Rejected Mate Connor pov I stood in the pack house common room, coffee in hand, watching my son make an absolute fool of himself. Nathaniel Reed—Nate to everyone who knew him—was twenty-one years old, newly returned from his year of Alpha training with allied packs, and apparently determined to test every ounce of patience I had left. He was flirting. Aggressively. With Jessica Matthews and her friend Sarah, two she-wolves who were eating up the attention from the future Alpha's son with obvious interest.

The group felt incomplete without Clever, Bright, Hanks, Finley, Matteo, and Lucas. “You’ve grown into a beast, Adrian. The girls must be losing their minds,” Jack said with a wicked grin, raising his cup so Paulo could pour him more wine. “And you’re still the same shameless flirt,” I shot back. “Some things never change.” “The pack territory looks incredible,” Archie added, his tone thoughtful as he sipped from his cup. “Your father’s legacy is in good hands.” Jack suddenly stood and wandered to the large windows overlooking the female dormitories. His posture changed instantly.

I have a niggle in my gut and whenever that happens I'm usually right. "No, nothing has happened. However, before we talk about anything else I just want to take a minute to tell you all how incredibly proud of you I am. Nicholas, These past few weeks you have shown this pack the kind of Alpha, dad and mate that you are. I know you had doubts about having a mate but I knew that you would get there and you have and I can't wait to see where your life with Bonnie and Lottie takes you."

Alpha Kyle's voice drifted into my ears and I couldn't help but shiver. Before I could react, I was taken away and thrown into the dungeon. But then this time, I care less about anything. I was going to escape tonight. I had already decided, I was sure that getting out of the dungeon was going to be a hard thing. Thinking about this, I sat upright as I began to map out a plan. Over the years, I had known the pack like the back of my hand so I had begun formulating a plan. But then my biggest obstacle was how I was going to get out of the dungeon.

Don't make me be the villain. Nate