Schmidt 29 Novels & Stories

“Remi! I found him!” “Who Jade?” “My mate! It’s Beta Taylor Williams!” “Is that a good thing?” “Yes! He’s fucking hot!” Jade laughed. “I’m happy for you both Jade!” Screaming over the music. Taylor always seemed nice. He was very tall, not as tall as Alpha Wyatt but close. He has teal eyes and really blonde hair. Jade found her mate and he’s good looking an nice, so I’m relieved she was blessed by the moon goddess. Jade is an Omega, so his rank is a good thing as well for Jade. I hope my mate is kind and handsome as well. Whenever I do find him, if I get lucky soon after I turn 18.

A few minutes later, he pulled out his phone and dialled a number. "Bonasera Alpha. Questo è il punto 96 di controllo del confine sud-nord," he began in Italian presumably to avoid raising concerns of the human passengers amongst us. Translation: good evening Alpha. This is South-North border control point 96. "Abbiamo trovato la tua Luna su un autobus umano per Seattle," he added. Translation: we have found your Luna on a human bus to Seattle. "Ma lei si rifiuta di scendere dall'autobus senza tante storie."

The uniformed woman stood between us, her face set in determination. "Let him go," I rasped, pushing myself to my feet. "The child is coming with us," she said flatly. "No," a new voice cut through the chaos. "He is not." We all turned. Standing at the top of the aircraft stairs, silhouetted against the bright tarmac lights, was Dr. Ingrid Schmidt. Lanc's psychiatrist from Switzerland. She held a tablet in her hands, her expression severe and unyielding. Sterling, who had been seated further back in the cabin, stood up, his face a thundercloud. "Dr. Schmidt? What is the meaning of this? This is a private medical transfer."

he is more feral. It’s best to keep your distance.” I watched as Emery’s wolf laid down on the ground and lowered his head completely. He turned his neck so that is was exposed to us. Nick walked around to our side and grabbed Dalton’s shoulder, “He’s a natural, man! He is already acquainted with his wolf. I have never seen a newly shifted adolescent be as aware as him.” I continued to stare at Emery. Dalton released me as I gave him a weary glance, “His name is Skoll. He wants you to pet him if you feel comfortable.” He pushed me towards Emery’s wolf gently. I tiptoed slowly to the beautiful black and white wolf and noted the swirls of black that intricately melted into the snow white colo

It was now or never, and I wasn’t going to be wasting any more time than necessary. The puzzle needed fitting and I wasn’t going to stop until I got everything done, and that was going to be harder than I would want it to be if I didn’t react now, quietly, and as fast as I could have it happening. “Let’s go, we have an Alpha to make a bargain with. And hopefully, a grandfather beta, who I think would be more than a little happy to know that his granddaughter will no longer be an omega in the fucker’s pack…”

While Zara was thinking about what to do, there was a gentle tap on her table. She followed the hand with its clear-cut knuckles up to Stanley's smiling face. He looked smart today with his new silver glasses and matching chain. Zara was a bit taken aback. She closed her documents and sat up straight. "Professor Schmidt, what are you doing here? Did you come to get Salty Fries for Ms. Schmidt again? "By the way, those Salty Fries you gave me last time were a hit in the office. Thanks a lot." "I should've bought more. One serving wasn't enough, was it?" he replied.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

Ten minutes later, the office door opened, causing the group to turn. "Miss West, have you finished transcribing the speech I asked for?" Mr. Schmidt inquired, stepping out of the office with a folder in his hand and scanning some papers. "I need it before you leave." He paused, noticing the group staring at him in silence. "Who is this?" "Oscar Samuels. The former CEO," the man of mixed race introduced himself, extending his hand. "Stefan Schmidt," the German said, shaking hands. "Ah... you must be the one on leave. Your return is not too far off, is it?"

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"Schmidt believe only the pure blood of Schmidt which is also an Athenian Pack descendant can destroy the Argus panoptes." "What do you mean?" “Reinhardt, do you know why I missed the last meeting?” Ludwig asked quietly. Reinhardt crossed his arms. “You disappeared without warning, Elder Ludwig. Everyone noticed.” “I wasn’t avoiding the meeting,” Ludwig replied. “I went back to the German estate. Some of the records the first Schmidt kept didn’t make it to the US. He hid certain things there.” Reinhardt frowned. “Hid them for what reason?” "The man was obsessed with keeping the Athenian line pure for a certain reason."