Under The Oak Tree Maxi Novels & Stories

“All this fresh air and new pine smells amazing! I could really get used to this.” “You know, I could too. Everything is so beautiful here.” I agreed Coming out from behind the tree I saw Zach’s wolf, Max, waiting for us. Max is not quite as large as me but is impressive. He is a dark grey with patches of brown on his legs. We each grabbed our clothes in our mouths and ran. Every now and then Max would stop me and tell me we were getting too close to the boarder and we would change directions. I never got a bad feeling so I didn’t think too much about it. Raven smelled and heard a waterfall ahead so we decided to stop and get a drink. Laying down we were just basking in the sun and enjoying

Monica was a mountainous town surrounded by forested areas. “Hey—what are you doing?” Maxine exclaimed when Lucas suddenly attempted to carry her. In front of them stood a tall, massive tree. “Lucas, don’t you dare.” Shucks. Her clothes were too thin for this, and she didn’t want to be pressed too close to him. It was uncomfortable. But Lucas ignored her protests and continued anyway, effortlessly climbing the tree. Maxine shut her eyes and clung tightly around his neck out of fear. “We’re here.”

“Alright! Alright! My bad! I know you don’t do your niece! That’s completely incest!” The girl laughed as she received a stern look from Silas. I bowed my head. I just looked at the noisy dry leaves whenever I stepped on them. Do they have a relationship? The girl was just laughing at his irritability. They seemed used to each other. “What tree is this?” I asked while touching the big tree we stopped at. “Oak tree,” the girl replied shortly and stood beside me. We were out of the forest, but this area still seemed to belong to the homeowner. There was not a single person in sight, and only one type of tree was planted. The environment here is pure green—with dark green grass, big oak trees,

“CIARA JOY!” If I can’t see her, then I don’t hear her. I thought to myself in a sing-song voice as I reclined cross-legged with my head resting back against the trunk of one of my favorite hiding spots in the woods. Nestled on the east edge of the border of our pack’s land is my favorite oak tree, with thick, wide branches stretching out in all directions high above the rest of the woods. My oak tree also has the most magnificent views of the mountains and surrounding woods which also border on two sides of the Crystal Lake waters. “Miss Ciara Joy Callaway, you better not be up some tree again, or so help me. Goddess. I will tell Alpha Radar and your father you are flapping about again!”

"Many people helped bring this place to life, you know? It's just a place where Omegas like us can find a purpose." Torches are hanging on the walls and that's it for lighting outside the buildings. Inside them, a few people are using candles, and some even have lightbulbs. We walk past a few small homes and keep going until we reach a cavern called The Omegatrix. It's been built under the massive roots of a tree. I arch a brow at the name. "What does that even mean?"

In the center stood a giant, ancient oak tree, its branches spreading out like protective arms. "It has a high-tech security system, a gated community, and a twenty-four-hour patrol," Cole listed off the specs, his businessman persona momentarily shielding his vulnerability. "But look at the backyard, Sabrina. Really look at it." "The tree," I whispered, tracing the lines of the oak with my thumb.

"Someone's already getting attached. Tara and Max, sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G." Lacey put the pillow case under my head, lifting me up gently and just enough to cover the couch cushions below it. "Thank you, Gamma." I swore I heard someone sniffling but the lovely warm, cedar, mixed with lavendar sent was heavenly. My lips ticked up while inhaling Max's pillow cover. I heard a collective 'aww' before I fell fast asleep.

Robert replied. The high beams cut through the dust on the road. Kat could see the drive was lined with thick trees. “It is going to be impossible to find Jude in here if he wonders off.” She glanced worried at Robert and back at the barbequed covered boy. “Don’t worry babe. There’s a gate around the property itself.” He rubbed her shoulder. “Well this isn’t creepy or anything.” Ray snarked. “Its only creepy because its dark RayRay. Things always look different in the dark. It’s just new, new always feels uncertain, until it’s not new anymore.” Kat smiled back at Ray through the rear view.

The accumulation of fifteen years of being together had made the arrangement more fully itself, not less. They stood under the oak. The June light came through the full canopy in the specific quality of the filtered summer light — green and warm and particular. The oak's trunk was wide — wider than Ernest could reach around, wider than two people could reach around together. The bark was rough, the texture of the old oak, the specific pattern of ridges and crevices that had formed over decades. The roots spread out from the base, some of them visible above the ground, the evidence of the tree's underground life.

;Maia was reading a book under the tree in the backyard of the pack house. She has been there for almost half an hour, enjoying the wind and the sun. She has no plan to mess with the big bad wolf today because she was so sure that Oakley was not going to do her condition and he's probably irritated at her because of what she has done yesterday.