Pair Of Kings Mitchel Musso Novels & Stories

As we searched for an empty table, we spotted one, “So as I was saying earlier…” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Yeah?” I asked settling my butt down. Anna leaned in, a conspiratorial look on her face. "They're known as 'The Kings.' There are four of them; they’ve been friends since freshman year. There's Asher, Jason, Liam, and Noah." I felt a shiver run down my spine as Anna mentioned Noah's name. I tried to push the feeling aside, focusing on what Anna was saying. Gosh! I hated how much effect he had on me; it was alarming, way too alarming for my liking.

"Sure. I take it that he's not a happy man, is he?" Mitch shook his head. "He is not." He stopped near the door of a Jeep Gwagon and opened it. "I am concerned about this connection between the vampire king and Anna. I want to know what it is." "Where are you going?" Draco asked, a suspicious frown flashing across his face. "The Red Moon pack," Mitch said easily, slipping into the driver's seat and starting it with the push of a button. "Is that a -" Draco jumped out of the way as the car sped out of the garage. "Hey! Wait up!" He chased after the car. Mitch parked in front of the palace. "Is that a good idea?"

Father and son, perhaps? He turns away from me and continues, turning sharply into a large parlor of sorts, a roaring fireplace made of stone taking up almost the entirety of the far wall. King Isaac stands with his back to us. His eyes are set on a beautiful portrait over the fireplace. Alpha King Maddox and his mate, Luna Queen Isla. King Maddox is dressed in his formal pack regalia, his hand resting on the queen’s Isla’s shoulder. An exquisite crown of diamonds, sapphires, and moonstones sits atop her head, her golden curls falling over her trim shoulders. I wonder who painted it with such care and skill.

“Protection. My enemies have grown bolder, encroaching on my territories. I need someone who can ensure my dominance remains unchallenged—someone who can take care of threats swiftly and without question.” He pauses, letting his words sink in. “I’m asking you to eliminate a rival of mine. A man named Mitchel Mikhailov.” The name is not unfamiliar. Mitchel Mikhailov—a ruthless kingpin in Eastern Europe, with connections that run deep and dirty. Taking him down would not be a simple task. “And if I refuse?” I ask, testing the waters.

Some wolves start yelling, and soon, they all begin. “KING NOAH, KING LOGAN, KING VLADIMIR.” “KING NOAH, KING LOGAN, KING VLADIMIR.” “KING NOAH, KING LOGAN, KING VLADIMIR.” They yell repeatedly over and over.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

"You fought the War King? Which one?" It definitely wasn't Howard. If it were, he would've told her. So... Luther? Mitch? Or Silas? The four War Kings of Obsidian Unit-her strongest subordinates. "The Southern War King," Rhys replied. Ah. Mitch. A memory surfaced. Two years ago, Mitch had excitedly told her he'd met someone who could go toe-to-toe with him-over a thousand exchanges, completely evenly matched. He'd been thrilled, said it was the most satisfying fight he'd had in years.

Not the painful wails of the warriors on the ground, not even the tremble of fear evident in the surrounding warriors' eyes as they beheld the carnage that was their king. Dax, my wolf, was clawing to be left free. Not after I managed to wrestle control from him before he went overboard. “Anybody else?…” my voice boomed like thunder. It was not a request nor a question. No, it was a dare and a challenge to their honor and pride as a warrior. I scoffed as they had no choice but to back down. “Weak…” I commander Josh, the head of the Mafia knife unit, accept this privilege to spar with the king.”

He knelt in front of the Hong Leader and exclaimed, "Boss, we are surrounded from every direction. The opposite party seems too strong for us to handle." This time, K stood up and questioned, "What do you mean surrounded? Who has the audacity to go against us?" Whoever it is, destroy them," he ordered. "From their logo, they seem to be from Ricci Clan and Vitale Clan. We are greatly outnumbered by them. We don't even have sufficient weapons to fight." said the subordinate. The hong leader and K looked at each other with shock. Christian and Evan together? What did it mean? Weren't they fighting with each other? Now, why were they here, surrounding them?