Uss Laffey Novels & Stories

Liam gave me the best response ever. “You have my approval as long as you will take full responsibility for that she-wolf,” I turned toward my clothes, pulling out some outfits. “Thank you, Leo. What about you, Max?” Liam ask. “You fucking have my approval as long as Piper isn't my sister,” the bastard stated and I couldn't help but smile to myself. “Thank you so much, Dudes. I owe y…” Liam’s voice hung in the air when we heard the doorbell. We all paused for a short moment.

“Let’s see who the real culprit is.” Across the distance, Luca looked straight at me. A faint smile curled at the corner of my lips, barely there... but satisfying as I watched real terror flicker in his eyes while he fought to keep his face calm. "Whoever laughs last laughs best, you bastard. Checkmate... Luca Miller."

he reassured them. None of them looked convinced, but they wouldn't push it because he was the alpha. At least Dallas and Jagger wouldn't. Francesca, on the other hand, had no problem speaking her mind when she felt strongly about something. That's what made her a great Second. Ray knew that if he didn't tell them about Leah now, Francesca would drag it out of him sooner or later. She looked at Ray with a frown and a raised eyebrow, silently telling him that he was full of shit.

He shrugs. “I need coffee.” I sigh. Jade laughs handing me a filled mug—I plop down and take a deep breath, drinking a big gulp, “Hmmm.” Jade laughs, “Give a Luna coffee and she’s happy.” “Where are your mates?” I ask them. “Right here.” Taylor says, James following him.

I snapped without caring that the employees looked at us with concern. "I think the absence of your husband is affecting you” Was the brief reply I got from him. “Of course not!” Oh, but I knew he was right. I had been sleeping terribly the last two nights, and I still had two more to go. After our incredibly and scorching encounter on Friday, Louis had given me the bad news that he had to travel to LA that very night for work reasons, as the chef in charge of a series of dinners organized by his school for the benefit of the Red Cross, had been in an accident and Louis had to supply him.

One of my employees. Taurus….. What a bitch! You can’t speak!? I don’t know what I ever seen in you! Capris thoughts…. How arrogant of this community d***. He must not look in the mirror too often. He’s completely let himself go. Better yet he must have a bag over that crater face b****** head when he’s f****** her. I have always been that and then some. Little does he know his friends have been trying to get at me and tells me all his business. Hahahahahaha someone has been boosting him up. How pathetic?