You Re Mine Novel Easton Novels & Stories

When Myra had just arrived, and he was still trying to run away from her and had no idea she felt this thing, he felt between them. When she had consumed him, and he had acted like a juvenile among his friends when they grilled him about her. He winced from embarrassment at the memory. “Ok. Sometime this week then?” Easton said, and Cal looked up to see the man watching him like a hawk, the way Declan had all that time they had been at Weston’s vacation home. “Yes. Definitely sometime this week.” He waved and turned to his car, feeling his friend watching him all the way.

Reyes standing by the counter, still unsure what to make of this unexpected invitation. As the secretary walked out, Mr. Reyes stood frozen for a moment, his thoughts racing. The idea of a meeting with Antonius Rockwell, a man whose name was synonymous with power and influence, left him momentarily stunned. But before he could get lost in his thoughts, he felt the familiar warmth of the bustling restaurant around him, grounding him back in the present. He looked over at Kirsten, who had been busy clearing a table nearby, and he couldn’t help but smile. I was wiping my hands on my apron when I heard Mr. Reyes call out my name. I looked up and smiled when I saw him. “Yes, Mr. Reyes?”

Riley POV "You are finally awake." Easton's exasperated voice hit me from the side. I was back to the pack house, lying down in an unfamiliar bed, in a room that was much larger than the one I was assigned to. The room carries Easton's musky scent; somehow it leaves me on edge because I can swear I can feel his grumpiness from being in here. The room interior was neither dull nor bright, somehow in-between, and at the same time it was nothing. It was strange how it fits someone like Easton perfectly.

None of them bothered to follow her. They rushed beside Lea, checking on her of any sign of breakdown that Elizabeth's words might have caused. But they couldn't find any. Lea just kept staring up at the ceiling without saying anything. " Are you alright? What did she say? " Jake asked. There was no reply. His eyes fell in the little box in her hand. "What is this? " Jake asked trying to take it from her hand. Lea sat up but before she could protest Jake opened the box. There was a beautiful ring inside with the initial 'R' engraved on it. It looked old and expensive but there was only one problem. It was a man's ring. Why was it in Lea's possession?

He stopped at the doorway and leaned against the wall. “Hearing you in here, I thought at first that she had already kicked you out of the house,” he said in a joking voice. I hummed and smiled at him, then said, “quite the opposite. I’m moving in with her.” “I can see that. I didn’t think you would be packing to go back to the pack territory.” “Fair. Oh, Easton found his mate tonight,” I informed him. “Damn! Who is it?” Preston asked with high eyebrows.

“There's this thing called communication. You should look it up.” He huffed and sat back down, pulling me onto his lap. Then his eyes landed on the empty chip packs scattered across the table. “Are you kidding me right now?" He pointed at them. “I said you can't have those.” I opened my mouth to argue… But the sound from the TV cut through the room. The anchor’s face was serious. Behind her, a photo of Dean filled the screen. “Dean Weston, heir to the Weston Group empire, was arrested earlier this evening after authorities discovered a large quantity of illegal substances inside his private residence at the Weston Estate.”

“With that crowd, I wasn't sure if your car would be safe.” Easton nodded, “Thank you.” “It's all good. Jennie and I had fun, she said I should tell you thank you for making her day. Also, I just wanted to know if you were okay.” “We are. Easton is a bit wet…” “... More like a drenched mouse,” he added and we laughed. “But we're okay. Can I get your number? It was really cool what you did today.” “That would be nice.” “Plus, I need to get back to you for the ice cream,” Easton said.

“Just you wait, Kayson Yarde! Your days are limited once my collaboration with the Allens comes into play! “I’ll make you regret ever being born for disrespecting me like that!” … Kayson took the elevator and returned to his office. Easton, who was free and did not want to go through the documents, was watching a movie on his phone. When he saw Kayson browsing the boring paperwork in interest, he was inwardly impressed. Kayson was really different from good-for-nothings like them. “Right, Easton, I have a question.” Kayson put down the document he held and grabbed a pen and paper to draw a rough sketch of the front of Wilson’s Mercedes-Benz.

Please tell me you feel the same? Love, Easton.”