Peter Attia Novels & Stories

As soon as we got to the apartment I was welcomed by Damian who looked gorgeous, He looked like a fine old wine. Life can be so unfair, why make him look this hot and sexy after all he did to me. How do I stay mad with this man who manages to make me forget the reason for my anger in the first place? He was putting on a grey fitted polo shirt on black shorts. The shirt clinch to his body perfectly, bringing his more defined even tone abs. The button on the polo was undone to reveal a bit of his chest. He also seem smitten by my appearance as his blue eyes grew darker the moment I walked in.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

‘’everything is fine Peter, she’s just busy right now’’ I tried to lie but I was terrible at lying and he knew me too well to believe me. Peter has been my bodyguard for a year now and he is a hot one too. He has green eyes that remind me of the forest with red flames inside, like the forest was on fire. Shewolves liked his athletic body, broad shoulders and his six-pack. Part of the reason that they are drawn to him is his enigmatic attitude, the mystery and the danger that a hybrid emits. Many girls were jealous that I got to hang around him but he was always serious and not messing around even though he was nineteen and haven’t found his mate yet. He is the total opposite of Chris who is

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

Hera's gaze landed on Thomas, who looked both amazed and a bit scruffy with his five o'clock shadow. "What’s going on here?" Hera asked, running her fingers along her own jaw to point out the beard he had grown since their last meeting. He reached up to scratch at it. "I usually let it grow when I’m not... traveling." It had a certain charm, but she quickly pushed that thought aside. "I guess some people dig that whole Brad Pitt vibe." "Who’s Brad Pitt?" Thomas replied, looking genuinely confused.

“Ah, Katelyn! Sorry about the confusion. Ryan’s just temporarily taking your editor’s spot. But don’t worry, I still trust and appreciate you the most.” I looked into his eyes, seeing nothing but lies. His performance disgusted me. “It’s fine,” I said calmly. “This is just the beginning. Don’t lose your nerve yet.” Peter’s expression wavered for a moment, but he quickly recovered his fake smile. “Of course, Katelyn, you always speak so cleverly.” Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Peter pulled me aside. “By the way, I’d like you to meet Mr. William, CEO of EYUI Technology.”

He turned to leave but Anthonio's words stopped him. “Do you know any Neils?” Peter stopped in his track and turned back to him. “Huh?” “Do you know any Neils?” Anthonio asked again. “Hmmm no. Why are you asking?” “Do you know who is interviewing me tomorrow?” “Does it matter? Clarissa assured me that the person is trustworthy.” Anthonio snickered. “You can go.” Peter hesitated for a bit then he left. Anthonio stopped what he was doing and tapped his fingers on the desk for a moment thinking. Then he opened a drawer in his desk and brought out a burner phone. He typed in a number.

"There is someone who helps me. He is Mr. Fernandes." Diana followed where George pointed, and it turned out to be directed at the man currently driving their ship. "Thank you Mr. Fernandes for your help," George said earnestly. Fernandes, the man who also knew the murderer of Alpha Stevan's father, bowed respectfully when he saw Diana. All the information George had gotten, including everything about Pack Delonix, had come from that man. He was a former Pack Delonix member who had escaped on the day Alpha Stevan's father was shot. He was the only witness who clearly saw the incident.

“Piper.” “Don’t speak my name, Liam. Does this dirty Omega know that you have a fiancee?” Her words made my eyes widen in shock.

He adds and walks up to me. "Lewis?" He arch his eyebrow. "Peter, this is Tate." Lewis gestured to me as he rested his wrist hanging over my shoulder. Damn these men are tall. I smile at Peter and he adorably smiled back at me. "Tate, this is Peter." Lewis gestured back to Peter as he extended a hand to me. "Hi Tate. I'm Peter Payton." He greeted. "Hi. I'm Tate Kavanaugh." "Pleasure to meet you." He smiles.