Unwind Connor Novels & Stories

After that phone call, I heard nothing more from Connor. An investigation revealed he'd been detained for drunk driving. Still recovering from the miscarriage, I spent my days resting at home until a friend invited me to her newly opened winery to unwind. "I told you Connor has that slimy, untrustworthy look. He was never good enough for you. Anyway, forget him. I've got a sweet new guy to introduce to you…" Her chattering eased my mood. I found myself relaxing a little until a familiar figure entered my view.

The bar ladies brought in the most expensive drinks and as soon as Connor's hands touched the glass, he knew he was in the right place. "Come on man, you have to fill me in on everything that's been going on with you. What really happened? You just went AWOL on everyone. We've been trying to reach you… me, Diggy, the boys and Grude.." Adrian said. Connor sighed, knowing that he couldn't avoid this. He had to tell him the reason why he had been off for a long time and in that moment, a thought came to his mind. What if they could help? What if they could help him find not only Annah but his child and even the professor?

CONNOR I get off my truck in a hurry, I really miss my family, my wandering pack of lost wolves. Everything is the same, the Vaugh ranch never losses its charm. Built with noble wood, varnished, wide windows and the old bench on the porch. Rustic, simple and cozy, like the four of us. All is the same way of when I left, my house, my refugee, where my brothers and I grew up and became men. I put down my backpack and I climbed up the porch stairs yelling and no one came to answer the door, where are they? Adam and Hunter don’t live here anymore, but they said they would be at the ranch tonight so we would see each other here, to have a few beers celebrating my return to Portland, then why is t

he stated and took her hands in a bid to take her back to her room. Carolina was surprised at his sudden act but didn't dare to say a word as she allowed him to lock her in again. Connor was able to connect with Hardulph, his long time friend and he couldn't be more grateful, "and what do I owe this unexpected phone call?" Hardulph said on the other side. "Hardulph, what do you say we hang out maybe tomorrow" Connor replied and Hardulph hummed suspiciously, "hope all is well Connor, your offer doesn't sound like all is well in your pack" he stated and Connor nodded but remembered he couldn't see him.

So homework, homework is the extent of my normal teenager stuff. Right now, it's eleven-thirty at night. I'm putting the finishing touches on my English essay when I hear the door of the dungeon slam open. Great. Now what did I do? It doesn't take much. Alpha Graham Connors is an alcoholic. It's really difficult for werewolves to get drunk, which means you have to drink really heavily to feel the effects. Which means he probably had a fight with Luna Caroline about his drinking. Which means she locked him out of their room. Which means he has come down to take out his anger on me. Just an average Tuesday night in the packhouse.

He listened intently, allowing his friend to speak his heart. "After all these years, my feelings for Scarlett have never waned," Connor continued, his voice soft yet resolute. "I understand that she is strong and independent, but I can't help but hope that she might consider being my mate." Silence enveloped the clearing as Aiden absorbed Connor's confession. He valued his sister's happiness above all else, and he knew that Beta Connor had always been devoted to her. Aiden admired Connor's growth and transformation, recognizing that he had become a worthy individual who deserved happiness.

The stillness had an oppressive weight to it, a palpable tension that settled in his bones. Inside the warehouse, Marcus Delano awaited him, likely sweating through his expensive suit while clinging to the hope that he could somehow negotiate his way out of this. He had always been a survivor, a man who had spent his life striking the right deals and aligning with influential people—until tonight. Connor approached, phone pressed to his ear, wearing a mix of boredom and amusement. “Gwen’s tapped his burner. He has no backup, no last-minute saviors. Looks like he’s really that foolish.”

Everything just felt right. ⸻ After school, the campus started to empty. The sun was low, painting everything in gold. I walked toward the gate, my backpack heavy but my heart light — at least until I heard laughter echoing from the gym parking lot. Connor. He was there with Liam, Ethan. They were leaning against Liam’s car, tossing a football between them, their voices easy and loud. I froze halfway across the lot, watching. Liam threw the ball, missing on purpose so it hit Connor in the chest. “So, when’s the next bonfire, lover boy?”

And when she heard the door clicked, indicating that it was locked, she swallowed. While staring at her,Luke slowly unbuttoned his shirt. "So who the f*ck had his arms wrapped around you in the restaurant, Mrs.Contrero?" he asked menacingly. She slowly moved away from him sideway without taking her eyes off him. She was slowly making her way near the bathroom. Unhurriedly, he moved closer to her. His top was unbuttoned and she could glimpse his chest and six-pack. "H-he’s Christian. My stepmother’s nephew,” she told him in a trembling voice.

Dave warned his little sister, walking away. "I'd never allow Loki to treat me like that." She whispered walking to her room. Needing a drink, Lucas headed to a bar in Lunari lands, Lucas was on his 3rd whiskey. His eyes burning into his drink, as if it would burst into flames at his will. Anyone who walked by and looked at him, could see the gears in his head turning, and left him alone, aside from one wolf, a ghost wolf from his past and present, left him alone.