Uncle Mark Long Way Down Novels & Stories

Thank the goddess we can't get drunk easily. Otherwise, Dane and I would be 3 sheets to the wind. Whiskey is gone Tequila is out. No salt or lemon, just drinking it like it's a sipping liquor. The door slams open. I look up, a see the cutest dimples ever. " Unkey Mark. I missed you!" Screamed my 4-year-old niece, as she jumped into my arms. "Sweetie, I told you could see uncle Mark again after Daddy's done! " Said Luna Marquee. “Alpha Mark will be here for a while, let’s go bug Stasia. "

Brother or not. “How long till we get there?” I ask, glancing out of the window. Mark clears his throat. “Three hours. It’s not that far from campus. I told you already.” I roll my eyes. “Three hours is far as hell, I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” “Well, it’s not,” Mark says with a smug grin. “Better than taking that damn ten-hour trip from Shadow Pang Pack just to get to campus.” Mark’s such a damn knucklehead. I swear I’m already getting tired of his ass.

Three days passed in a haze of weakness and pain. The Wolf Soul Degeneration had progressed far faster than even the healer had feared. I lost the ability to shift the day after my diagnosis, and now I could barely walk across the room without collapsing from exhaustion. I probably only had three days left. Then, the entire pack erupted in chaos. The very same day, the pack announced that Kael would be mating with Ella, the heir to the Blackstone Pack, in three days. The Marking Ceremony would be the largest and most extravagant event our pack had seen in generations.

“Guess I needed the nap.” He stood a few feet away, arms crossed, biting down a grin. Our eyes met for half a second before he looked away, pretending to focus on Dad’s travel stories. “So,” he said quickly, steering the talk again, “did Uncle Mark finally get that new car he wouldn’t shut up about?” Dad chuckled. “Oh, he did. And he won’t stop showing it off.” Jaxon laughed. “Classic Mark.” Mom smiled softly. “You both must be hungry. We brought dinner on the way home.”

He hung his uncovered light head. Nobody addressed or even checked Daniel out. Lawrence couldnt tell whether he was annoyed by being forgotten about or whether he favored it. When she arrived at the rear of the little group, the internment was attracting to a nearby. A name was cut into a level dim gravestone: Clementine Hunter M?ller. A kid, no more established than twelve, with dim hair and fair skin and tears spilling down his face, helped his dad - her dad from this other life?- - scoop the primary hill of soil over the grave.

The snow almost buried him alive. The snow stopped on the eighth morning. Julian crawled out of the snowbank. His lips were purple, but his eyes still burned with fight. Just then, a black SUV pulled up to the building. A sharp-dressed man stepped out. It was Alpha Marcus, the strongest Alpha in the North. He held a bouquet of rare Moonflowers. They only grew on the highest snowy peaks. The guards quickly opened the doors for him with wide smiles. "Alpha Marcus. Healer Quinn is waiting for you upstairs."

Andrew’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of impending danger that I couldn’t ignore. “Who is my uncle?” I finally asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “You saw him. He is now alpha of one of the strongest wolf packs in the region,” Andrew replied, his expression grave. “Landon La Vincenzo.” I felt a chill run down my spine at the mention of Landon’s name. “Katerine’s dad is my uncle?” I asked, feeling a sense of dread at the connection. Andrew nodded solemnly, confirming my worst fears. “He’s been searching for you, and if he knows you’re here, he won’t stop until he finds you,” Andrew warned, his eyes filled with concern. “You need to be careful. Landon is not someone to

Finally, we both quit trying to force it and watch Kendra and his friend making out in the corner of the bar. “Well I am going to head out, looks like he is your problem now.” Mark states to me. He finishes his beer, slams it on the bar and heads out the front door. Well this is just great, now I am alone in a bar because Kendra is sucking face with some random dude. Exasperated I grab my drink and head out onto the smoking patio. I needed some air but did not trust leaving my drink unattended at the bar.

I’ve decided on Oklahoma City and I'm using mom’s laptop to try to find a cheap place to stay. I might already have a job. The black escalade was gone when we left the funeral home and I haven’t seen it since. There hasn’t been any strangeness going on with Brodie and Wyatt, so it must have been my anxiety causing me to be suspicious. They had no idea about Rob or Wyatt would be in my face about it. I still haven’t contacted Rob. I don’t have it in me to deal with him and I want to enjoy my time away from him and not have him ruining it.