Wake Novels & Stories

It is followed by a beep soon after. I tap the notification. A series of messages from my best friend appears on the screen. Mo : *why didn't you pick up?* Mo : *sorry, forgot it's weekend. You're absolutely occupied right now* She adds a winky face at the end. Mo : *I just want to check in. Aaaand, brag* Another winky face. Mo : *Girl, omg I'm soooooo luckyyyyyy* Mo : *look at these! I'm in paradiiiiise*

Crack! A bolt of lightning suddenly split the night sky in half. The pale white light flashed across my blurred vision, illuminating the Apple Watch that had just been exposed beneath my torn sleeve. In the flickering darkness, I couldn’t see his face clearly—only a massive shadow collapsing over me, accompanied by a ravenous, cackling laugh. A razor-sharp current of cold air sliced through the wind toward me. Before I could even register it, my wrist was seized by a rough, filthy hand and yanked violently.

First, my wolf woke up. “Sarah?” Sadie yawned in my head, stretching her limbs as she shook off the effects of being drugged and chained. “Sadie? Oh, thank Goddess!” I replied to her, then immediately linked Kat and Zoe. “Kat, my wolf is awake. Is Cinna up yet, Zoe?’ “I-, I think so.” Zoe answered. “I can feel her stirring.” “Praise the Goddess.” Kat linked back. “They must not have expected them to wake so soon.No doubt they thought you'd be dead before that happened.”

But Alpha Gabriel wouldn’t let him rise up and threw him back on the floor. “How dare you try to wake me up, Beta Leon? Don’t you know the rules of this pack? I am the Alpha, and whatever I do becomes the rule of the pack. Nobody is supposed to wake me up before 7:30 a.m. It is just 6.30 a.m., and you tried to wake me up. I will punish you for this.” An enraged Alpha growled with anger.

Taylor Promptly at 6:00 a.m., Work It by Missy Elliott wakes me. I silence my alarm before texting Jackson. Me: I’m awake Jackson: Me too Kennedy will be down soon. I nervously retrieve my utensils from the towel on the vanity where I dried them last night. I toss the extra pillows on the bed, select my vibrator for the day from my drawer, crack the door, and climb under the covers.

“Now.” I give the wake command without easing him out. No soft counting. No gradual return. He jolts. Air rips into his lungs as he sucks in a breath and sits up hard, eyes wild for half a second before they focus on me. His hands come up like he’s ready to grab or strike—I can’t tell which. I step back immediately. He blinks, dragging a hand down his face. “What the fuck?” “You were destabilizing,” I say quickly, already resetting the chair upright. “We’re done for tonight.”

And that maybe, no matter how careful he tried to be with his heart, it would always be the first thing left behind. ......................................... Marcus was dead asleep when the alarm went off. Not a sound. A vibration. Sharp. Repetitive. Angry. His eyes snapped open instantly, muscle memory dragging him upright before his mind caught up. The room was dim, curtains half drawn, Evan’s side of the apartment empty and quiet. The PC on the far desk pulsed with a warning light, red blinking like a heartbeat in distress. Marcus swore and swung his legs off the bed. The alert wasn’t civilian grade.

The house was still groggy when Sasha woke, the kind of quiet that meant men were awake but had not yet decided who should suffer for it. She rolled to her side and stared at the bottom drawer of the vanity until looking turned into moving. Barefoot, she crossed the room, eased the drawer open, and slid a scarf aside to reveal the small, matte device that could tilt a day. A single notification pulsed at the top. She didn’t breathe while she opened it.

My body, which was starting to relax, snaps back to full alert. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. FUCK. Not again!!!

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the silence. No alarm. No practice notification. No stupid group chat blowing up with plays and stats. Just my room, pale morning light coming through the gaps in my blinds, and the kind of quiet that only happens when the world decides to leave me alone for once. I check my phone. 7:47 AM. Then a text lights up the screen. **Mason:** get ready. im stealing u for the day **Mason:** wear something u can actually move in