Steve X Alex Novels & Stories

Kathy said. Steve stood up and sulked out of Alex’s office. He was in shock, pissed and a bit dizzy. As he walked back to his former office, thoughts raced through his mind. Thoughts of killing Kathy and Alex, stringing them up for the whole prison to see. He was beyond livid. Then another thought crossed his mind and he reached for his phone. He dialed Cara’s number and she answered, “Hello?” “I’m on board,” Steve replied. “On board?”

Alex was fuming in anger as he drove back home. "Loosen the grip, Alex.", He heard the person from the adjacent seat say: "Shut up, Seth." "You're going to break the steering wheel,", his best friend countered. Alex groaned but loosened the choke hold on the steering anyway. "Good, now tell me what's got you all—death grippy." "It's that Omega. I hate her,", Alex snarled. "What, Omega?", Seth asked innocently.

The metal base of the barstool clinks sharply against the floor as my Head Beta settles onto it, gesturing impatiently to the bartender for a drink. I take a slow sip of my beer, the heavy bitterness lingering on my tongue. “Nothing much,” I answer tautly, my eyes screening the rowdy barroom for the umpteenth time to see if I can locate Kael, the doctor’s son. Steve lets out a loud laugh. “I’ve known you since you were a baby, Xavier. Trust me, I know your exact taste in women.” I lift the cold glass to my lips again, swallowing down more bitterness as I try my best to keep myself from venting about how incredibly rude and uncouth Dr. Winter truly is.

I whispered, Lea smiled wide. ‘Hello?’ I told her to say something, but she froze up and pretty much threw the phone in my face. I shook my head and took it. ‘H-Hello, Hello. Sorry, My name is Alex, i don’t know if you remember me, but last night-’ ‘I remember.’. He cut me off. ‘Ok, that's a good start’. He laughed. ‘Listen, my friend, Lea is here and she's being a bit of a wetter’.

With his tall frame and sharp glare, he slammed the door shut behind us, and the sound echoed through the stone walls. Inside, Beta Jax was already waiting, leaning against one of the thick wooden beams near the fireplace. His eyes were cold, narrowed at me like I was a mistake that needed to be erased. But I didn’t care. I was used to those looks, like I was some weed growing between roses. Alpha Killian stood behind his desk. His arms were stiff, shoulders tense, and he looked like he was seconds away from snapping. He took a long breath, then glanced at both of us, his eyes sharp enough to make grown wolves fall to their knees.

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

His face contorted in rage, making me take a step back. “You’re right, I didn’t, because the Alpha did,” Axel snaps. He turns, looking at Ace who innocently stands a few steps away, trying not to make is seem like he is listening into the conversation. “Hear the Ace? Did you know Jada and Kael are mates?” Ace doesn’t say anything, just looks down at his feet. “You listened in on our conversation you jealous creep,” I growl. I have to refrain from yelling at him in case kael and Grayson hear, as they aren’t too far away.

I say, and tie my apron on and start my shift, and he watches me from his table the way he always does except today his watching feels like it has a purpose behind it that didn’t used to be there. During my break he asks about Knox. Not subtly – he says, “That guy who was sitting in the corner booth every day, the one with the motorcycle. Is he your...” and he trails off because he doesn’t know what word to use, and honestly neither do I because “stepbrother” doesn’t cover it and “the werewolf who has been systematically conditioning my body to respond to his voice commands” feels like a lot for a Tuesday afternoon. “He’s my mom’s fiancé’s son,” I say, which is technically accurate and compr

Calix’s voice is calm. Steady. The Alpha’s men shift behind him, stepping forward slightly. Tension fills the room instantly. But the Alpha lifts his hand. They stop. “You want to start a war?” he asks quietly. Calix nods once. “That’s why you should leave.” The Alpha steps closer. Too close. His face is inches from Calix’s now. “She’s mine,” he growls. And then— “She’s my mate,” Calix says. Everything stops. My breath catches.

Breaking the hug, I took her hand in mine and brought her forward. "Mom, Dad this is Alexis. My girlfriend." I stated and my mother's eyes gleamed in surprise and excitement. My father simply finished his drink and chuckled suspiciously while offering his hand to Alexis. "I'm Stefano and this is Serafina. Pleased to meet you, Alexis" He lingered over her name as if it was some strange music to his ears. I knew why he was so reserved and suspicious with his behaviour, but I hadn't had the courage to tell Alexis... No not yet.