Novel & Cerita Never Have I Ever Ethan

Alpha Levi asked, sounding almost uninterested and yet interested at the same time. “Raymond Cash.” “You are part of the Cash family?” Levi asked, his brows pinching together as he studied Ethan’s face. “Yes, sir. I am Ethan Cash,” he replied proudly. Levi thought about it for a moment, and then he nodded. “I see,” he muttered. “And what happened to your face? “ Ethan almost forgot that he had blood all over his face and his face grew warm with embarrassment. “I got into a minor accident,” Ethan muttered.

' As soon as Elvis Sterling left, Kristen Oliver turned on her cell phone and dialed the video. As soon as I got through, Kristen Oliver frowned and asked, 'Ethan, where's your bastard uncle?' Ethan, who just got up, had a little confused face, and when he heard that he was looking for his uncle, he handed his cell phone to Ethan Wharton directly. Ethan Wharton was a little embarrassed. When he saw Kristen Oliver drunk in the video, he quickly asked, 'Have you been drinking?' Unwitting Elvis Sterling came up and handed the honey water to Kristen Oliver.

Ronan began, his tone overly enthusiastic as if trying to sell the man to the entire family, “tell us more about your background. I’m sure we’d all love to hear.” Ethan, with his sandy hair and overly polished demeanor, smiled politely. “There’s not much to tell, really. I come from a small pack in the west, but I’ve spent most of my time traveling, working with various alphas on… diplomatic matters.” I could feel Lila’s leg brush against mine under the table, and I nearly choked on my drink. I glanced up at her, and she had the audacity to look innocent, her face neutral as if nothing had happened. But there was a glint in her eyes that told me she was playing with fire.

So I went across the hall to my room and I climbed into the massive comfortable bed and it didn’t take me long to fall asleep. The next morning when I woke up I went downstairs and I was looking for the kitchen but I heard Ethan on the phone. So I stayed on the stairs while he was in the living room and I could tell that he was talking to the council. “What the hell do you mean you can’t do anything without proof?...It is your job to investigate Alpha’s and get that proof…yeah, I understand that you have thousands of packs to overlook but Everett Everstone is a dangerous man…he tried to come between me and my mate and marry her off to some guy that wasn’t her mate just to suit his own needs.

“Then…can I say you something? It’s a thing which I have never shared with anyone else before in my life.” A little baffled by his sudden soft plea, when I lifted my steady gaze on him, Ethan was retaining a somber expression, narrowing his orbs with grim. His voice shivered a little when he continued after I permitted him to speak with a nod, “I lost my father when I was 7 years old. It was a stormy night and…my Dad was run over by a drunk driver. He was a rich, filthy bastard who belonged to a very wealthy family.”

Alex leaned back, flashing Ethan a mischievous grin. “Why don’t we head to your yacht? I heard you bought a new one. It’s been ages since we had fun together.” Ava’s heart raced. “Yeah, sure,” she managed, feeling nervous. “I haven’t been on one since I was a teenager.” Ethan remained quiet, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Ethan’s always loved the ocean, you know," Alex said, a nostalgic smile tugging at his lips. "Back when we were teens, we used to go out there all the time… until he disappeared."

"Let me tell you something. To me, you're nothing." Five years, a hundred demands, and in the end it all came down to a single sentence from him: you're nothing. I wanted to laugh at myself, but the moment my mouth moved it pulled at the cut on my face, and I sucked in a sharp breath. Behind me came the quick click of heels. Vivian shoved through the crowd, hair loose, breathing hard, and ran to Ethan's side to grab his arm. "Ethan, that scared me half to death. I thought she really—"

Bonnie smoothed out my diary calmly and continued reading. [After Ethan got out of the car, he walked up to me with a smug look on his face.] [He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Do you think going back to our hometown means you can compete with me for their love? Dream on."] ["This trip is supposed to be a surprise for Grandpa. Tell me, wouldn't it be perfect if he saw your videos and got so angry he died on the spot?"]

The rhythmic thud of sparring bodies hitting the ground. Ethan joins me without a word, pressing a warm mug into my hands. “Blake says this is tea,” he says. I inhale cautiously. “It smells like bark.” “And regret.” I take a sip and immediately cough. “It tastes like optimism died in a swamp.” Ethan laughs, deep and unguarded. “He’ll be devastated.”

Before parting his lips to place the burning cigarette again on his mouth to smoke, Payton suddenly felt a hand stopping his intention and stealing the cigarette from him. Judging the big hand, it was indeed master Ethan who stole the cigarette from him and placed the end of it inside his mouth instead while sucking the smoke out of it as if he didn't care for none. Momentarily shrugging his shoulder without any expressions, master Ethan then commented. "Cannot help it. New York's traffic sucks!" Wearing a straight face which didn't surprise his other two friends who exchanged glances with one another before shaking their heads at him. He was still the same. He never changed even though it h