Sam Bucky Novels & Stories

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

I let her know about the pack members undermining Kieran, making Samson feral more quickly, and killing three of the people so far, as well as the one who snuck out last night. “Do you need help, Reagan? I can be there late tonight.” “No, we’re good. We’re rooting them out. We think there are a couple more of them. Besides I still have Meady and Mody here.” “Who?” she asks. I snort. “Meadow called Asmodeus ‘Asy’. He thought Meady and Mody had a better ring to it. Obviously, I agree with him.”

Standing in front of me were Jayden, Jane, and the family doctor, he must be uncle James. And when I turned slowly to my right, still drenched and confused, I saw Sammy holding a bucket. A literal bucket. Water dripping off the rim. “See?” Sammy said proudly, like he just solved world hunger. “That worked magically.” I stared at him. “You poured water on me?” He grinned. “Well clearly you weren’t waking up to your name.” I looked around the room again. Jayden was standing right there. Alive. Breathing. No blood. No pale skin.

We were only allowed to talk less than 3 minutes on the burner phone. Days passed, and I didn't hear anything from Damon. Troy was also keeping his distance as he always locked himself up in the study room. I was bored to death and spent most of my time talking with Bucks, whose real name was Robin. Apparently Bucks was just a street name he earned on the street due to his huge muscular physique and I understood why. He was well-built, had that bouncer mess with me, and I'll kick your ass kinda look.