Tyler Westover Novels & Stories

Jasper narrows his eyes at me, but decides not to bring up my thoughts. Instead, he says, "I will not stop until this deal is complete." "Do you know anything about Cyprian? Where he may be?" I ask, hating to bring up the name of the man behind the uprising. Cyprian. Young, strong and extremely manipulative. An outsider of the Love Pack born and raised. A rogue now. All these things are a dangerous concoction I don't want my beautiful mate witnessing. Unfortunately, my end of the deal must be upheld.

“Nope. Not today.” I reached for my phone and unlocked it, thumb automatically tapping open I*******m. The account—@wanderwithblue—lit up on the screen, a mix of sunsets, van meals, barefoot hikes, and too many pictures of Tyler looking like a golden god in various scenic backdrops. I opened a draft I’d never posted—me in a bikini, holding Tyler’s paw, both of us mid-laugh (okay, I was laughing, Tyler just looked majestic) on a beach somewhere along the Oregon coast.

All I can do is to answer with fiery passion. After all, I am Elaine Winona Rutherford, the eighteen-year-old mortal who was chosen to become a ‘sacrifice’ to the billionaire werewolf, Tyler.

So, as I continued to fill my travel trunk with more and more clothes, I explained as clearly as I could, “Regardless if you had meant it that way or not, my point remains the same. I just… I want my child to grow up in a safe and peaceful environment, Mom. Being a Peacemaker’s child and Greggory Alfiero’s grandchild already places a target on them even before they’re born. Adding ‘Culling Army soldier’s child’ to the list would make it worse. From both sides of this war, there could be people who would wish to use or harm my child. I wouldn’t let that happen, Mom. I have to leave and move to a place where I can raise my child in peace.” “There’s no changing your mind then.” The softness of

"The thing is I... I was once close friends with these guys who did drugs and there was these pills they took that made them almost lifeless. They usually take another set of pills to counter the effect. Once they took an overdose of those pills and their heart stopped beating. I thought they were dead but the others in the group were able to revive them by giving them the other pills. I thought I could do the same but there was no one around to pass me the pills and revive me...." "I was with you, you could have told me about it, Lucy" Tyler cut her off. "I had not thought about it when you were with me and so.... I did it alone. It would still be okay if I died and the Pack got saved" Tyle

She rolls her eyes and says, “That Tyler is actually going into heat like a werewolf during the mating process. I heard Bridget saying something about it at breakfast today.” I slowly nod my head. “Sorry. I forgot to tell you, baby. Yes, it appears Tyler has a dormant wolf in him and with Katelyn and Wyatt healing him from the mating process every day, the elders believe they are also healing his wolf, too. If their prediction is right, Tyler will end up being a complete werewolf when things are all done.” “Wow. Really.” I can’t help but to smile at her cute surprised look.

And that had resulted into me entering the academy where he believed would equip me for the future. But there was one tiny thing I didn't conquer, I tend to believe the good in people whenever I get close to them. Seeing Tyler Skyler being heartbroken, hearing him talk about Venice where he'd hope to spend his honeymoon with his ex-fiancee. Watching him rise and fall while at therapy as if he was just learning to walk, hearing his encouraging words that cajole every other thoughts within me...... Did that sound like a man who would sound like a murderer? Did that sound like a man capable to making a girl like me an orphan?

Tyler POV I paced back and forth in my room, unable to shake off the restlessness that consumed me. The sight of Theda standing under the pouring rain had stirred something deep within me. Tyson, my wolf, a fierce and primal force, whined and growled inside me, urging me to go to her. The strange intense connection they shared intensified my agitation, making it difficult for him to keep my animal instincts in check.

Out here, deep in the mountain passes surrounding the upstate botanical gardens, the cellular reception was notoriously spotty, dropping into dead zones that left him completely cut off from the woman he was desperately trying to protect. "Damn it," Tyler growled, stepping harder on the gas pedal. The engine roared in response, the vehicle leaning heavily into a sharp, dangerous curve as the shadows of the towering pines swept across his windshield. His protective instincts were screaming at him. He knew Evelyn Vane. He knew that her sudden, eerie display of motherly affection and her bizarre decision to release Charlie and Lydia were not acts of mercy. They were the opening moves of a silen

A loud noise from across the way caught my attention, and of course, it’s none other than Tyler and his rowdy group of bullies. Tyler got his werewolf over the summer and spent most of his time training to become the Alpha. Even though we’re halfway through the school year, he hasn’t been attending, which was a blessing until today. I knew that he was graduating this year, and I couldn’t wait. All through my sophomore year, Tyler and his gang tormented me with great pleasure.