Sansa/jon Novels & Stories

It is not a good look for an alpha, and I am learning that the hard way now. “Okay, well forget what I told you before. I need to know everything.” Jonas nods. “Let’s start with this. I just got a mind-link from the warriors at the border. He is here.”

Upon hearing this, Jean quickly explained to Frederick in a flustered manner, "Frederick, don't listen to Mr. Sanders. He's old and his mind isn't as sharp." She then stomped her foot, placed her hands on her hips, and said shyly to Jonah, "Mr. Sanders, why are you talking nonsense? I don't have a husband." "My boyfriend might get the wrong idea if you talk like that!" Jonah said with a serious expression, "Ms. Hemsworth, I'm not making things up."

Here, there was only the neutrals, quiet presence of a foreign territory. Alpha Jon was waiting on the wide, worn steps of the largest building. He was a man carved from the mountain itself. He did not smile, but he looked at me directly, without any false ceremony. “Drake,” he greeted, “You run fast for a low lander.” A ghost of something, not a smile, but an acknowledgment, touched my lips. “The terrain is….motivating.” He grunted approvingly and clapped my forearm, “Come. The wind has teeth tonight.”

Present without offering anything unnecessary. “Gentlemen,” Sato said, “this is Alexis Harper. Linguistics. Counterintelligence. Covert Ops.” Marcus moved first. Big. Solid. Grinning as if he had already decided he liked me. Evan followed with restless energy and an instant smile. Luke’s calm presence anchored the room without effort. Jonah didn’t move. I met his gaze and waited. I let him do things on his own terms. He then approached and extended his hand. “Jonah.”

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

"...you have to go before someone sees you. I told you not to come here today." The strange man whispered something low that Suzan couldn't hear, then slipped away quickly into the shadows. Suzan walked forward. "Jonah? Who was that? Were you talking to somebody?" Jonah spun around, his face white as paper. He immediately denied it. His words came out too fast. "Nobody! I was talking to nobody! I was just... on the phone. Talking to myself." But Suzan looked at his hands. No phone. She looked down the hallway. No one was there then

He also told me that he used to come to the forest to do archery. He accompanied me back to our house, telling me how I shouldn't be outside by myself that late. “ Oh! I'm Daniel” “Abigail. Wait, Daniel as in Daniel Trainor?” I was so surprised, wondering if he was “Daniel” the next Alpha. How silly of me to think that Alpha's son would be wandering in the “Underdogs” neighborhood? “Oh, how do you know my name?” “So you're the real Daniel. How can I not know the next Alpha? Besides, my mother used to tell me stories about

Cordelia looked at me with so much hatred in her eyes that I almost lost control over Kieran. “Don’t you dare” I warned her and she nodded. “Boss, I apologize for my mother’s behavior. She got a little carried away.” Jonah said, looking at his mother. “I cannot express my gratitude for finding and bringing back our Sabine, for everything you did for my family and my group and for all your concern” he continued “But now if you excuse us, We will need a moment alone with my daughter” Jonah said on a stern tone surprising me that he had it in him.

"And you couldn't wait another five minutes" i yell to Luke "Sorry princess " he calls back chuckling "Shut up both of you" Jonas yells "You're not gonna win this, ya know Josif" Luke taunts "Jonas my names Jonas, not Josif you imbecile" "Sorry, i didn't realise Jason" Luke smirks,

“Now, you earn the family name. Even if legally you bear it, you have not earned it, but today you do so. If you pass the test of will that is.” Jon, suddenly alert, simply nodded. The wine hangover had vanished. “I can only offer you one piece of advice. You have played the game, yes? You have another name, another mind, to use? What is his name?” “Crixen Runeburner.” “Je m’en fous. This will be his test as well.” “I understand.”