Quinn Mckay Novels & Stories

“She’s sharper. She hates them. She’s seen the truth. She knows what they did to her mother.” A long pause followed. Then, Mikhail spoke again, quieter this time. “And when she finds out the truth?” I turned to him sharply. “She won’t.” “She’s not stupid. You think she won’t wonder why she was never told? Why her mother vanished? Why you were the only one left standing?” He asked, shaking his head. “It is only a matter of time before she starts asking questions, deeper questions than why her mother had lived with them in the first place, how she had Sienna.”

I didn’t want him to pick me so why did I get this dreadful feeling each time I thought about him picking anyone else. I was brought back to my senses when the Luna announced she would begin with the girls ranked nine. Kai still had not picked his mate and I was beginning to think he may be waiting for Santana after all. When the Luna called her name I waited to hear Kai speak up, but he didn’t. At least four men did speak up to claim Santana as their own. I wasn’t surprised she had shamelessly flirted with all of them. It was when a familiar voice spoke up from the back of the crowd that all others went silent. I let out a gasp when Kade, Kassius’ older brother, made his way to the front.

Ryker rolls his eyes and sits on the ground, laying down on the soft grass. "I've been doing the same thing for several years now, I think I deserve a break," he mumbles softly. McKenna grins at her attractive son, he looked so much like his father. He kept his white hair cut short in the back and longer in the front, and the breeze ruffled his wispy strands. His silver eyes rolled upward and he frowned. "Quinn wants you to meet him at his house at one o'clock, that's why I came out here," McKenna grins at Ryker and hugs Nyx.

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

"Secondly, as you may have heard we lost Allison Wade, a much loved pack member, to this war, we are hoping to retrieve her body and give her the send off she deserves, that being said, if anyone has any information they think may be relevant, please come to my office immediately after we conclude tonight's meeting." She nods towards Darius and he escorts the potential Alpha's from the stage, the entire crowd, which had been muttering after her previous announcements falls silent, watching Flame as she once again, faces the crowd. "Our final bit of business this evening is to reinstate Cain Harding in his rightful place as co-Alpha." She smiles at me, offering her hand out for me to join her

"But so does Rowen. He feels horrible, Tiffany. And he's lost without you. I know he has some serious apologizing to do. And lots and lots of graveling. I just hope you let him try to make it up to you before you write him off. This is a really tough position for both of you to be in. That's all I'm saying." I sit quietly for a few minutes thinking about what Quincy has said. I knew it bothered him that he's the only one in the locker room that hasn't been with me. And I know how big of a deal sex is to him. He has been saving himself for his future wife for all these years. That's a dead giveaway. But to find out Mack has been using me against him for the sole purpose of pissing him off… He

“No, actually, Dad…she’s just a friend and needs our help.” “What sort of help?” He came up and gave Quinn the once over with his policeman’s gaze, noting the oversized sweatshirt, flighty expression and the way she was being sheltered by Cory’s arm. He held his hand out to Quinn. “I’m Michael, how can we help you little lady?” “I’m Quinn…” She said extending her hand to shake his being careful to not pull her sleeve back. “Quinn, nice name. So you go to college with our boy?”

Screens flickered, data streamed, files opened, yet minutes and hours passed, but nothing tangible was found. “There is something here, Boss,” Alex said from his own system. I got up from my desk, almost breaking into a run. My eyes fixed on the screen as lines of information began to appear. “QUINN LEDGER” Basic profile; I read carefully, everything was clean and neatly structured. “Born—” I paused there; something felt off immediately. I turned to Alex, “Quinn was 24 when I met her, the date of birth here is supposed to be 1995, but it reads 1999.”

"if it wasn't for Alpha here, I wouldn't be able to have this chance. I would have died a long time ago alone and cold. Out in the woods." I looked up at Brax, who stood there hiding his emotions. his hand grabbed mine, and I could feel that even now, he wasn't showing it. He was sad. brax left the room leaving me alone with the girl, i sat there listening to her story. I felt like I had to. She had been kicked out of her pack after they had beaten and abused her. She walked for days until she became too weak, collapsing to the ground. When she came to Brax was carrying her through the woods. He took her to the hospital, and when she was better, he gave her a place to live and a job, making

I take deep breaths while I loosen my tie and open some of my shirt’s buttons. What is it Dakota? Will you tell me now? I ask him. Impatience surfaces on my skin. She is here. I can sense her. I want to feel her. I want to touch her. I want- Her? Who are you talking about? Our mate, Ryan. Our precious mate. Mate?