Ouat Neal Novels & Stories

"Come with me. I'll drive you home." I turned around on instinct and met a pair of soulful eyes. He was smiling, but his eyes seemed chilly. Oliver's expression instantly darkened. For the first time, I saw actual wariness in his eyes. "Neal Page? Why are you sticking your nose into this?" Neal didn't respond. He maintained his faint smile, slid his hands out of his pockets, and sauntered over to me. Then, he offered his hand with a slight bow, like a perfect gentleman. "Would you like to ride back with me?"

Four tough packs represented, plus Zahra the total badass. Two guy’s approach. I do not know them, but they must be Clint and Neil. The broader one shakes Zahra’s hand, then holds his out to me. “Neil,” he says by way of greeting. He is big, muscular, with dark-brown skin and bright-green eyes. Tattoos curl up his forearms and vanish under his T-shirt. His nose is crooked, probably broken once and healed but his wolf before it was set correctly. Zahra’s eyes slide over him, and he winks when he notices.

My fake fiancé looked ready to murder him, and if I hadn't come when I did, I don't doubt he'll be dead. "Who was he?" Aaron’s jaw tightens again, the muscle twitching beneath his skin. "His name is Neil." Neil? Huh. I don't know why but I expected something more sinister. "He's a council member," Aaron says finally, voice dipping into that gravelly register that makes my pulse stutter. "And a man who made a very bad decision"

Chaos is the another name for Natalia Taylor.Seriously,I mean can this day be bad anymore?Firstly the cake tasting schedule went all wrong.I still have cream on my ear folds.Gross! Antonio wanted pineapple icing while Mark pleaded chocolate.To top it Zita demanded 3 tier cake.I mean whose wedding it is?They soon started throwing cake at each other making a huge mess.Mortification wasn't a word to define my condition.I was closed off pissed.Thankfully Etienne was not subjected to my crazy family fiasco.He was out of town for God knows what surprise he is planning on the wedding day.

Even though the man had a slightly similar personality to Weylin, that was, both of them were always cold and anti-social, Neal was still one of the magnets that draws women closer. Angelica actually already knew about the reputation of the CEO of JOM, but she was still determined to approach Neal in the hope that he would be captivated by her beauty. Unfortunately, she had to swallow her hopes whole, because Neal apparently wasn't easy to beat. Weylin glanced lazily at his little brother who was walking casually as if he had done nothing embarrassing. Wait a minute, Weylin had the wrong thought. Shouldn't he be embarrassed because he caught his brother naked with a woman, right?

Natalie and Bruno reached to the couple and Neel Dixon kept glaring at the newlywed with a heavy heart. Yohan Dixon saw his nephew. Neel Dixon’s gaze fell on his uncle and he came closer with a hesitant smile. “Latecomer.” Yohan Dixon spoke in his deep voice. Sara Owen looked at Neel Dixon and widened her eyes in ambush. “Neel.” Her heart called him. Neel Dixon looked at her while gritting his teeth and his eyes were red in anger. “Sara, he is my son. Neel.” Natalie introduced them but they did not know that they both were once a couple. Sara Owen could not smile and lower her wet gaze.

I can tell they are not on good terms with each other. Ovian did not respond. He directed his gaze to the elders. Since you are all done here, “I think you should take your leave. You have seen my wife, and just like I said, don't have it in mind that she will leave this place, " he stated firmly. I watched as the elders excited the place. The beta turned to me and flashed me a smile. “Hi, You can just call me Neil. You are very beautiful, I must say.” Neil said, flashing me a grin. I could tell he was a playful type.

Is that the new term for rude bitches? “Your mom is classist and rude, no surprise there,” I sigh impatiently, “But no. I don’t care about her insults. I don’t even care that she somehow found out about the gala.” Neal huffs in disbelief, “You think I tattled to her?” “I didn’t say that.” “You…” Neal cuts himself off and raises his head, tilting it slightly backwards so he can take in a deep, calming breath. My eyes fixate on his face– tan from our time in Prague and so hopelessly beautiful. His nose is regal and sharp as is his jawline. His slightly puckered lips are an enticing pink shade. Even his Adam’s apple is well pronounced.

Neal is now a werewolf. “Mate!” Is the first thing out of Neal’s mouth. And he is looking directly at me!

Adela has always felt she was meant for great things, and she will do whatever it takes to get what she feels she deserves. Closer to the two, Landon and Lincoln have had trouble focusing on training when they see Tia spending her time with an unmated male. They know the young man as Neal Woods. He is a decent warrior and a pretty quiet guy. He hasn’t met his mate yet, but he is looking forward to that day.