Second Master Novels & Stories

Their fate might be worse than that of the Parisis. ****************************************************************************

“You all know why we’re here. The Alpha’s return is close closer than most of you think. I want every border watch tight, every rotation accounted for. We’re not taking chances.” There was a low murmur of agreement from the group. Finn paced slowly as he spoke. “You’ve all done this before, but I’m reminding you because familiarity breeds mistakes. The Midnight doesn’t have the luxury of mistakes.” Theo exchanged a glance with Connor, who stood beside him with his arms crossed. Connor’s mouth twitched. “He loves these speeches,” he whispered. Theo suppressed a smile. “He’s thorough. That’s why he’s Beta.” “Thorough,” Connor muttered, “and allergic to silence.”

She just held her wine glass and looked straight at me. I scratched my head, feeling speechless. Was she really still expecting me to block drinks for her? What was the point of her first love coming back, then? I wasn't going to swerve out of my lane for no reason. For a moment, things were awkward. Just as Stewart reached towards the glass, Evie jerked her hand away, her gaze not moving from me in the slightest. "Stewart's not in good health, so you do it." With that one sentence, my status was once again pushed to the very bottom.

Cynthia finally agreed with her and Nerissa smiled happily. In the tall windows of Stellar Venture, Villanueva's Company's conference room windows. Mateo's sitting at one corner of the massive table, his eyes glued to the blueprints of their new project which he is currently working on. He's trying hard to finish everything he needs to complete the plans, but the more he looks at it, the more frustrated he gets.

The Master turns the clipboard so I can see a small black and white photograph at the top of the board; she looks exactly like Elle, just younger. “Elle?” I ask him softly. I’ve felt my mate with my own hands; I’ve touched every inch of her body and I’ve tasted everything she has to offer. My mate is not a copy of some poor female who was killed because of her blood. “She’s a different story. A tricky little project for my team but different.” The Master chuckles to himself before turning the clipboard away so he can look at the page once more. “Let me be clear about what I’m offering here. You now know I have endless girls to send your way.” He coughs a little when he turns his back on me a

Her long, pointed nails traced slow circles across his chest as she stared directly at me. “Blake belongs to me now, little sister.” She said, “Why don’t you kneel and beg me? Maybe then I’ll allow you to be Blake’s mistress. You’ll have no name or status, just like your mother.” Sarah burst into sharp laughter, her eyes gleaming like a venomous snake.

Master? The speaker continued, "Witnesseth: That the said sub, for and in good consideration and in humble appreciation of such care and attention as the said Master may choose to afford the sub, has given, granted, alienated, and conveyed, and by these Presents does hereby give, grant, alien, and convey unto the said Master; All of the sub's body and each and every part thereof without reservation, every bit of the sub's will as to all matters and things, and the entirety of the sub's soul; Together with, all and singular, every privilege, advantage and appurtenance in the same belonging or in any way appertaining; Also, all the estate, right, title, interest, property, claims, ego, and id

He snaps his fingers at Ravenna who quickly brings him another glass of whiskey. “What… What do you mean?” I couldn’t help but wonder how deep Master’s plans go? Master’s eyes glow and I can see his wolf at the surface. Wait… I thought he was a panther shifter?! “When you return to the Crystal Lake pack, you will see. Just plan to stay behind, keep your nose clean and find my heirloom. Dismissed.” He waved his hand at me, and I turned to leave. “Oh, before you go, I will have eyes on you. They know to kill on sight if you do anything against my word.” He didn’t look up from the papers that he was flipping through.

Tara cursed in her heart and looked around. When she saw that there was no one around, she took out her phone and sent a message to a contact named “Second Master”. "Second Master, Odell clearly chose me that night. Why did he refuse to pay attention to me when I came to him? Did that b*tch Sylvia say something to him?" She did not know the real name and identity of this “Second Master”, but she heard Spencer call him that when she put on a play with him last time.

Who knows when my Master might be wanting 'marital benefits' again? "Yes, Master. I am." "Good. Follow me."