Snk Mikasa Ackerman Novels & Stories

"Don't tell me a wolf that got kicked out of his pack. What did you do?" "I was videotaped having sex with someone in college, and they uploaded it to the networks, but I wasn't to blame for that. They drugged me and I couldn't do anything." "Ah... You're Jared Ackerman?" "How do you know my name?" "Obvious, everyone talks about you, many said you were gay, because you didn't have a girlfriend. You're famous, you're a pretty rare unattainable alpha. Some people talk about you. "I see, I'm so weird, everyone knows superficial things about me."

She looked at him raising her brows in question. “Oh apologies for my ignorance, I’m Noel Ackermann. His…” he pointed at Damian, “assistant. I drove the car here.” He replied as if wanting to be part of the heroic team. He didn’t mention Damian’s name more address him in his title as that was a rule of Damian’s outside. Unless it was crucial, he was just Damian. “Okay, thank you.” she nodded.

“I see you wanted to remind me about the meeting; i didn’t need your help, by the way.” He left like he hadn't just touched me, his hands behind swinging beside him as he walked like a monster, full of pride. What did he mean by he didn’t need my help? It’s my position as his personal maid to take care of things like that. Did he really downgrade me, saying that I was useless? Tch! “As we all know, my personal assistant, Samantha, was attacked by someone who learned the art of Tai. We struggled as we took an investigation on the case, and now the Gamma, Kyle, has caught him.” Ryu let out.

He sat opposite me with a whimsical grin, "You're just going to have to deal with me until the end of our little coffee date." "If I have to deal with your asshole ways and your constant perverted jokes then at least admit you were following me," I challenged, sitting forward in my seat which had my knees unintentionally brushing his under the table, "and this isn't a date." A sinful smirk curled his lips as he gripped my knees between his hands, thumbs grazing over my flesh which had goosebumps littering the surface. I held back my shudder only because I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of feeling me shiver under his touch. Ace was temptation all wrapped up in one pretty-looking pac

I was going to be the one to do it one way or the other, I needed to play this game. The door opened without warning, and I quickly slipped back into character, fragile, sweet, grateful. I looked up with wide eyes as the woman I had come to destroy stepped into the room. Sienna De Luca. She didn’t speak right away. Her gaze swept over me, taking in the sight of me still in the robe the maids had given me. She looked too calm, too unreadable. I exposed my leg just enough for her to see it, to know that I was this exposed, this easily seen to him. But I knew that Damon would not be foolish. He would not tell her that he was here. I would have to be the one to do it.

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.

Suddenly, her mood changes again. Drake maintained his stern yet dangerous look. “I’m not eavesdropping stray,” he blurted, facing his soldier, who was now shaking. “You, stay away from my stray!” he said with his thunderous tone. “I-I’m sorry, alpha. I appreciated the stray’s beauty…” the soldier stuttered. “No one else can appreciate her beauty!” he said, furious. Emily knitted her forehead; she was giving him a confusing look. “What are you doing, alpha? I thought you were busy with someone else?” she asked interrogatively.

I quickly looked away from him, focusing my gaze on Drabek. I had only met the nightcrawler a few times before, but we hit off quickly. His snake-like eyes were always watching, calculating. He was always overly alert, as if preparing for an attack that could happen at any given moment. His visits were rare, but he made the most of them.

and then I remember where I saw him. This guy walked into Creed’s office that one time. My eyes widen in recognition. “Oh! You’re-” “Luka Volkov, Creed’s Beta,” he says, holding out his hand and I shake it. “You’re the girl I saw in Creed’s office, right?” I nod. “Cherie. I fight under the Volkov brand now.” Why I felt the need to tell him that, I’ll never know but the smile that followed made me relax a bit. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced.”

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I