Stronger By Ang Chris Novels & Stories

“Strong? Please.” Everyone’s heads turned. It was Chris, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable but his words dripping with judgment. “Strong isn’t sneaking around like you’re the stars of some bad movie,” Chris said flatly, his gaze flicking between the two of them. “You’re not fooling anyone. And you” his eyes locked on Lola, cold, accusing “you know what you’re doing to your reputation, right?” The room went dead quiet.

First losing my mom before I even got to know her, could even remember her, and then she let me grow up like I did and now, I have a mate who plays ping pong with my heart, and it feels like I'm about to explored. I keep going from upset to angry and while I want to curl up in a ball and cry until I pass out my anger is overriding it and right now I just want to scream and shout and destroy everything in sight. I've always been fairly quiet, had no choice but to be that way but for some reason right now I feel stronger than I ever have and ready to take down everything that's in my sight.

But I didn't know he could go this far! _______________ TBC What will happen next? Will Chris get expelled? Will Sandra Ever forgive Chris? Or are things about to get even worse for Chris? Leave a brief comment on what you feel.

"DAEN IT!" I threw a chair on the wall in anger. It seemed like the last straw for me. Why couldn't she trust me!? Why does she trust Carl over me! H*ck! Right now, it seemed like she could trust any man over me! "Why Angel? Why?!" I'm not the type of guy who cries over small things. Especially not over girls, but, Angel... she had the power to make this gangleader cry for her. Yes. I admit. I'm fri**ing crying over the possibilities of Angel being hurt! Or being killed.

"I probably just over-exerted my Alpha power calming you down." He chalked the strange, sharp pain up to power expenditure. He had no idea it was the first sign of our Mate Bond beginning to break. I took back the signed document. "If you're alright, I'll be going." "Wait," Rocco called out, the lingering pain in his chest shortening his temper. "Caterina, stop being so cold all the time." He drew himself up, his voice laced with an Alpha's unshakeable command. "As my Luna, you should be more considerate of your Alpha," he commanded.

I curled in on myself, gasping for air, too beaten down to fight back. Meanwhile, Tristan clapped his hands and cheered her on. "Get her! Kill the witch! Go, Mama Iris!" Something inside me cracked. That was when my phone buzzed quietly in my pocket. It was a message from Phil Curry. [Everything's ready, Ms. Willis. Just say the word.] I staggered to my feet, my eyes locking onto Iris as she bounced around, still fuming. She saw me stand and snarled, lunging to yank at my hair. "How dare you look at me like that, you wench!"

“Let her live a couple more months in blissful ignorance.” “Yeah. Last week’s one-on-one attempt against me already bruised her ego. I probably shouldn’t pile anything else on that.” “I’m sure her ego wasn’t the only thing that was bruised. You didn’t hold back.” Milo raises his eyebrows at Bronx. “Okay, but for the record, I did hold back.” He lets a hand drop to his lap in frustration. “When she gets all glowy, it amps me up. Literally. I feel stronger when she gets more emotional. I don’t know how to explain it.”

I'm in a conflict of feelings. I'm happy because I got Angel back, and he's safe. He's extraordinary. I didn't save him. He saved himself. For a beta, he has the strength of an Alpha. Nothing will make me happier than having him as my Luna. I can't even knock a heart out of a chest with one blow. And Angel was weakened by the things he suffered and by the damn wolfsbane. I imagine his strength when he's in perfect health.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.