Taming Andrew Novels & Stories

He gave one final attempt to dissuade his brother. Evan merely smiled. “Andy, you’ve only managed to make the job more interesting. You know how much I love challenges. Besides, how scary can one old broad be?” He patted his brother on the shoulder affectionately, making his decision to Andrew clear. He would take the job as new Dean of Prestigious Law School.

' Andrew again raised his voice and began to teach me life. I scoffed. 'Shut up and get out.' 'I won't go until you and Orabella make up. I have to teach stupid people like you how to behave. I can't let you make my mate run away; you know how hard it is for me to find her. You're so good at making her cry that much,' Andrew grumbled. Great, now a wolf is teaching me how to be human. In the silence, only Andrew's babbling remained. I won't chase him away either; having a sound is better now.

The anguish and pain and power were spread out evenly. The fight continued all around me as I searched for my loved ones in the battle. I could see Andrew excelling, overpowering two wolves at once. He could feel me looking at him so he whipped his head around, finding me in the crowd. His lip lifted, curling into a smile. Then he was tackled to the ground. I gasped a little but had no reason to worry because Andrew recovered swiftly and easily. He tossed the smaller wolf off of him and another member of our pack took him down easily.

Andrew ordered, his voice without chance for discussion. But I wasn't about to be sidelined. "No," I said firmly. "I'm not hiding." Andrew glared at me, frustration flashing in his golden eyes, but before he could respond, the first wolf lunged. Where was the rest of the pack when you needed them? The commotion hit us like a tidal wave. Andrew met the attack head-on, his form blurring as he shifted mid-motion. His wolf erupted from beneath his skin, all sleek power and untamed fury. His claws tore into the first wolf with terrifying precision, a brutal clash of snarls and snapping jaws.

Turning towards the noise she looked to see that it was Andrew who stood behind her, causing her to blush in embarrassment. "Come with me, we can play with Sebastian later, for now, let us eat first,". He said, stretching out his hand, waiting for Anita to put her much smaller hand in his. Sebastian looked at Andrew back in disgust, he wasn't a dog he was a proud wolf and when he grew up he’d show Andrew that this so-called puppy had fangs and claws waiting and ready to scratch anybody that dared to treat him like a pet...

Roseline asked, honestly believing he was, because his features were soft and could come across as feminine “Do I look gay?” he retorted pissed at the question “Now kids, don’t start arguing with each other, how about you come over here Andrew let me show you how this is done” “I don’t wanna learn that–” he rejected, making her even fired to convince him “Common– okay?” Andrew agreed, he wasn’t gay; he was a sucker for women, or a general sucker. Andrew got up and sat at the round table, Rosemary took his hands, filed his nails and made them look neat, then she used a hardener on his nail beds, blowing the residues off his nails she instructed

“Listen, I don’t know what is going on. As an Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack I didn’t search for trouble in your territory, I haven’t wronged you. In Fact, you are the one trying to go after my mate, trying to get into his pants when you clearly know he belongs to someone else. As if that wasn’t enough you drugged him, now you kidnapped him. Don’t you think you have tormented him enough?” “Oh my goddess,” Andrew sniffles, using the back of his hand to stop his running nose. He is hunched over as he sweeps his hair backwards, showing his forehead. He stares at me, making sure I look him dead in the eyes, “Look at me,” He yells, monitoring my face, clearly expecting a reaction. Except that he has

Jamal was greatly surprised to see this other side of Andrew — a side he never knew his friend possessed. Of course, he had always known that Andrew had anger issues just like Calix and could also be rough and wild, but when he had found his mate, these issues had seemed to faze out so Jamal had thought that his friend had changed. But now he knew better. Andrew had never changed, rather, he had been tamed and now, he seemed to have come out of that cage. He was like a beast now ready to unleash his once-buried terror. It frightened Jamal.

"Yeah. Been here a couple of times with her crazy pair of friends." I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach at the fact he knew her. Brushing it aside, I plunged on. "Okay. She's the Amy I've been telling you about." "Oh, the pain the ass you've been tutoring?" "Yup, one and only." "Well she does fit the description of crazy perfectly." We both chuckled I noticed something. He didn't meet my eyes as we talked. He was obviously avoiding eye contact and that surprised me. He always seemed so sure of himself. I already had my lines memorized on my short trip to the counter so I plunged on anyway.

We started pushing them back towards the house so we could pen them until Andrew got here. We got them penned and then took our horses back to their stalls. Each of us took the saddles off them and brushed them down before feeding them and giving them water. When I was done with Thunder, I left his stall to go wait for Andrew. As I stepped out of the stables, a Ford dually truck was coming up the driveway with a cattle trailer. The truck stopped and I walked up to the driver's side. The window rolled down and I saw Andrew sitting there smiling at me. He’s a tall thin man with dark brown eyes and reddish-brown hair. He’s a good-looking man and his mate was lucky to have him.