Sam Wilson Novels & Stories

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

) I whisper. He keeps looking at me confused, but before he gets to say anything, I say. (I, Mila Gibson from Storm Forrest Pack, reject you Adam Thompson from the Crescent Moon pack as my mate.) I feel our mate bond fading, I wipe my tears at the look of hurt and shock that he has, and I walk away without another word. (I’m sorry Adam, but not even a bond created by the goddess is going to get in the way of me getting what I want.) I say to myself and make my way to my car.

Twat bag two says. "If the boss doesn't get his hands on her before that pup is born then he is going to end us!" Twat bag one growls "What are you ladies gossiping about in here?" Warrior Johnathan walks into the room and I can't help the shiver that runs down my spine. Something feels off. "We were just talking about how we're going to get this bitch out of here without those pricks realizing." Twat bag one says causing my whole body to run cold. Warrior Jonathan is in on whatever it is that their up to, But why? He came across as a good guy and incredibly loyal to this pack but this... what he's doing now... it just doesn't make sense.

Silas warned. "Y-you," the man stammered, his eyes growing wide. "You wouldn’t." "But I would." Kneeling down, Silas pressed the tip of his knife against the guy's crotch. "Now, who the fuck do you work for?" "I…I…" the man stammered, his eyes wild with fear. "I can’t." In one swift motion, Silas stabbed his knife through the man’s pants and twisted, causing a guttural moan of agony to escape him.

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

I just found out that Elizabeth and Victoria were pregnant, there is something going on with Danika and Jake, lastly Landon was also invested in a girl. And what am I doing you ask? I am sitting in front of the television every night with a bottle of wine and scrolling through happy engagement pictures of Hank Simmons. I lied to everyone, my family, friends and coworkers. I told them I am going on a trip to the Bahamas but what was I actually going to do? Sit in my bed, crying and making weird ass noises to express the pain I can’t put into words. I think even my cat is worried about me now. Hank Simmons was the typical guy next door, he was my boss and I was blinded with so many love storie

It wasn't a large crowd in front of me, but it wasn't all too small either. "Well, let me start by introducing myself. I am Timothy Shaw, the acting Alpha of this pack. My father is in long vacation together with his Luna, Beta, and others... so I was the one who's in charge in this pack." Timothy gave a friendly smile, but it didn't last too long on his face. "and this is my sister Lily Shaw," He said, gesturing towards me. I didn't really know how to react, so I just gave a small wave and a friendly smile. "Hi," I greeted them shyly, almost making myself blush.

“I choose myself first. These twins are mine. I will raise them here while I train and learn the truth about my blood. No one owns me.” Damon nodded slowly. “Then train with me. I will help you grow stronger.” Kael’s eyes darkened. “This is not over. I will return.” He shifted into his big black wolf and ran back into the woods. The pack started to leave, whispering loudly. Cassandra blinked at me, giving one hateful look at me as she left That night, after my twin pups fell asleep with Scarlett, I met Damon in the deepest woods. Moonlight lit the side of the woods where we had been together before.

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”

The girl nodded and stepped back, biting her lip. Silas was waiting in the study. He didn’t look like what most imagined when they heard the word “guardian.” Where Damián was brute strength and Klaus military strategy, Silas was knowledge. Blond, blue-eyed, a little shorter than me though not by much. He wore a long tunic over casual clothes and round glasses that made him look younger than he was. If you saw him on the street, you’d think he was a literature student, not one of the five deadliest warriors in the wolf world.