Nathaniel Northwest Novels & Stories

she assured me, and though I nodded, a lingering sense of unease remained. How could she possibly understand? I wasn't merely an ordinary newcomer; I was the mate of Alpha Hawthorne from the Crescent Moon Pack, the rival of Alpha Riel. "Certainly, thank you," I replied with a smile, and she acknowledged it with a nod before exiting, leaving me alone to grapple with my own thoughts.

"What nonsense is that? My brother Theodore is so handsome—a prime Alpha in the making. I wonder how many she-wolves will be howling at your moon in the future?" "I only seek one drop from the vast river," Theo murmured, his gaze distant. Thea was pleased, her scent brightening. "I didn't expect my Theodore to be so faithful. You are truly a breed apart from those stray playboys who litter the streets." Theo accepted the praise, a rare, genuine smile breaking through his gloom. "It is all thanks to my sister’s guidance. You taught me how to recognize a true bond." On the other side. Nathan disappeared into the pouring rain, his silhouette looking like a lone wolf exiled from the pack. By the

Only from there could Lian confirm that what was on Nathan's face now was a reflection of his mother. Candra, a name that Liana had remembered since the conversation about the introduction plan surfaced in Nathan's apartment at that time, The name that Nathan said he had to anticipate was the name that Nathan thought could be the reason why they were here. Yes, that's Nathan's father's name—Candra Mahardika.

“I’m going home now.” This naturally puzzled Justin. “General. Aren’t you … going to meet Commander Corwell or Lieutenant Breece?” “Of course not. The palace is surely still keeping a very close watch on them. Meeting with both of them now would clearly cause problems.” After saying that, Nathan left the house without using a car. He wore a black mask and a dark hoodie, then walked to the nearest bus stop. On the way, he noticed several people moving suspiciously. All of them were clearly surveying the surrounding area but didn’t once suspect Nathan.

KAEL The forest had gone quiet, the only sound left was the wind moving through the trees and the heavy breathing of the wolves around me. Every face carried the same question—what is going to happen now? The scout's words still echoed inside my head. The tracks lead north toward Harlan's territory. Nathan was the first to move, he grabbed the same sword again. "I'm going, I just have to.” "Don't be foolish Nathan!” My voice came out sharper than I intended, Nathan turned to me, his eyes were already red.

Of course. William learned more about Nathan in the past couple of months from Grace, than he ever wanted to know about any human being with whom he wasn’t directly concerned. Nathan, an accomplished actor and movie director, who at twenty-nine had already made two festival darlings and was being hailed as the next great auteur of American independent cinema. Nathan, the assistant director of Tethered Hearts. Nathan, who had a great vision for this film. Nathan this, Nathan that. And yeah, Nathan who wouldn’t stop texting Grace even after work hours.

The sun had already set by the time I finished work. Jaime always called this place a remote village. Every minute here felt like torture to her. I thought she would not be able to stand it and would leave. To my surprise, she waited outside my office door. When she saw me, she stood up at once and hurried to my side. “Joseph, you still haven’t told me what happened. Did your mother really die?” I stopped walking and looked at her. A cold laugh escaped me. “My mother died. Isn’t that what you wanted? Your mother’s so‑called killer finally paid the price. Are you satisfied now?”

He bolted into the Pack House, his small figure disappearing into the dark of the hallway, his sobs echoing back to us. A small movement beside me drew my attention. I looked down to find Norah, Stella’s daughter, staring at Nathaniel. She was a picture of innocent curiosity, her head tilted as she studied the boy who had become a legend in our pack before he even set foot in the house. Nate froze. The unease was written in every line of his face as he shrank into my side, trying to hide behind my leg. "Hello," Norah said softly, her hand reaching out to touch his. Nate flinched back, his eyes darting to me with a silent plea for protection.

“What?” Nina tried to get me to talk again, but I was suddenly aware I didn’t know where Nathan was. I looked around frantically until my eyes settled on the massive wolf. He circled the Spiritwalker stealthily until jumping forward and nipping at the end of the cloth. You could tell he was taunting him, but the foolish Spirit thought Nathan was trying to attack and jumped away from him to try and assault from the side. Now Nathan was just enjoying himself as he stepped back and started to circle around again.