Petra X Jesse Novels & Stories

"You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!" The grip on my shoulder tightened painfully, crushing my still-healing body. "Take your hand off me!" I snapped, fighting against the Beta's strength. Suddenly, a shiny modern silver car pulled up, with Damon driving and Cassandra looking victorious and jealous beside him. The windows were rolled down. Cassandra's eyes narrowed as she said, "Damon, look! It is the poor Omega! I guess she is still obsessed with you even after all this time." Damon turned to me. His face was cold, and fishy. The sight of him, the memory

And it would work. Petra talked about her plans, her aspirations, the little things that made her laugh, the way she counted every small victory in her internship. I nodded, laughed at the right moments, feigned interest where needed, gave attention where it would matter the most. She didn’t know I wasn’t fully present, didn’t know my mind was with Lena, with the child growing inside her, with the way Tara and the board had been breathing down my neck.

" I pressed play. The recording spilled out of the speaker. First came a stretch of silence, the five seconds Petra had spent with her eyes closed in the car. Then came her voice, barely a whisper but completely certain. "It won't hurt anyone."

The movement seems to surprise Josie as she gasps out, gripping at my top. “Petra. Petra saw me…she saw me assess and heal Kieran.” “You are certain?” I growl out, this is what I was afraid of. “Yes, yes she saw me…” Josie bites down on her bottom lip, worry clearly consuming her.

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

"Did Jax mention anything to you about an underground place for safety?" "Hold on, let me think." "Slow turd," Cage said blithely. "Wait, are you Cage Harrison?" One of the girls gasped. "Yes?" Cage responded sounding unsure. "Oh my gosh," the girls squealed except for Emma. "If you're him, then that Zharn is the Beta." "Yup," I replied. "What's your name and your twin in front?" I could sense their gazes averted to me even in the dark.

They dismounted from their steeds and the stable-boys guided the horses back. At the top of a large staircase, Grace saw the doors bursting open, and a woman running to the balcony. She was taken aback by her gorgeous gown, and smile. She could immediately see that she was Philip’s sister. The moment that Kara spotted Grace, she dashed down the steps, but Phillip blocked her path. Kara frowned and he leaned forward, whispering in her ear. After a while she nodded and sighed, rubbing his arm sympathetically, and coming to a halt in front of Grace. Grace did not know whether or not she should bow, or curtsy, but before she could try either Kara grabbed her hand. “Delighted to meet you Grace, I

“If you run, you’ll only make it easier for them to track you down. Stay put, secure the place, and make the most of whatever time you’ve got.” Jax doesn’t like it, but after a pause, he nods anyway. Petra rises from her seat, finishing the last of her coffee before slipping her coat back on. “I’ll see you at the council building before the session starts. I’ll have everything arranged and ready to present. Just bring me the original files from the vault.” “Thank you,” I say quietly. “For helping us.” She hesitates and looks at me. For a brief moment, the hardness in her expression eases.

"What's that?" "I love you, Keisha Peterson."

Krystal's was the only number I had at the top of my head, and I didn't feel like talking to her. "Vera, do you by any chance have Tessa's number?" I asked without turning around. The fact that no one was stopping me caused a strange, sweet feeling to settle upon me. I was no longer a prisoner. I was the Alpha's mate. I looked all around the living room and felt strangely at home. The place had that old-money feel of elegance and simplicity. Much like Jett Chase. A young Alpha prince, who was now the leader of the pack. Vera now stood by the entrance to a hallway. She did reply my question, but I wasn't paying attention to catch what she said.