Peter X Tony Novels & Stories

In fact, she’s unsure if these people were even from this world at all. But she could only trust that Adrian wouldn’t hurt her, and so for him to trust these people, it just meant he was sure they wouldn’t hurt her too. “Mmm… master,” Peter’s voice broke the atmosphere moment as he spoke. He just woke up and his voice was so deep that it vibrated the whole air. And everyone turned to look at him. “What’s wrong? Did I say it bad?” he asked as he chuckled wildly. He still had his playful expression on his face. He’d seen Steve call Adrian master, so he also thought it wasn’t bad to call him master and, of course, Adrian looked like a master at least in his sense of humor.

Xander looks over his pack members and they shatter minus a few guard wolves that were more than likely on assignment. "Everyone is on edge right now. Not many have seen the state of your pup but everyone is worried nevertheless." Xander explains as he leads us over to a house. Standing out is Peter and a rush of rage runs through me. I still haven't forgotten what he did to Samuel but now wasn't the time. He isn't even worth my time as it is. "Aiden." Peter stands up straight and dips his head. "It's good to see you." He hasn't changed one bit. He gazes over to me before looking away. I doubt he feels ashamed. Arrogant bastards like him rarely do.

Tyler sat down and watched. Stephanie poured coffee. Peter grabbed at mugs before he could ask. Their hands met in a quick brush, not hidden, not dramatic -- and no one flinched past that moment of mutual recognition. It was... domestic. Tyler didn’t even flinch. “So,” Perry said lazily, calmly spreading butter on a piece of toast as though he weren’t about to detonate a bombshell, “Peter’s still coming over tonight?”

"Peter is on his way here." Rowan almost laughed. Peter was Darien's beta, and he was a hulk of a man who was slightly taller than Rowan's six feet, but twice his width. If Darien thought he was going to be intimidated by him, Darien didn't really know what Rowan was capable of.

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.