Zack Foster Novels & Stories

I have decided to share my encounter with my beta, Gunther, and Zack, the leader of the construction workers, without mentioning Nyaminyami's name or true nature. In no time, Zack appears, clad in full construction workers garb. I'm quite impressed by how dedicated he is to his job. When the leader is this committed, all subordinates will be just as enthusiastic. I made the best choice by assigning the reconstruction of my packs ruins to Zack. I have never been wrong about judging characters, anyway.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

Apparently Zack is interested and peaks from the couch in our direction. “Nothing! I’m fine.” I smile lazily at him. “Holy shit. She’s drunk!” He says. Zack is now fully invested and makes his way to the kitchen. I was glad to hear that he’s not on drugs. Apparently he was suffering from extreme anxiety and was lashing out because he couldn’t process his emotions. He was worried about his dad and brother always being in danger, partially fearing that something would happen to one of them causing him to have to step up. He was dealing with some feelings of inadequacy as well. Dad gave him some medication and found him a really great therapist. I’ve seen serious improvements in him recently.

“What else you got?” “Taking a week off for a holiday that’s supposed to be centered around gratitude is a ridiculous way to show you’re thankful for everything I’ve done for you.” Enzo ticked off his fingers for emphasis. “The dresses, the opportunities, the condo, the perfume, the driver — you don’t care about anything. You take and take and take.”

Fucking dick “ I don’t know… no I don’t we agreed to keep this professional I guess I didn’t realize how hard keeping it that way would be the more we spend time together.” I huffed putting my hands on my face “ this sounds like something you need to talk to her about.” He shrugged, standing up “ I have work to do and I think so do you but you need to fix our Luna because it’s important for our pack to have her around.” He said before stomping up the stairs and into the pack house.

“Thank you for honoring my invitation to another meeting.” Jack stated charismatically as Lucas Zack, the chief executive officer and lead director of Zack holdings walked into the meeting room that was an extension of his office with his secretary. Zack was a young twenty-five-year-old man, fresh out of business school. Upon graduation, he took over the management of his family's business. Zack holdings were one of the fastest-rising private firms in San Francisco. Even though they had been in business for over fifteen years, they still weren't as big as they should be, mainly due to poor management.

******* The packing lot of HB was quiet as Zane sat on the hood of a spotless black Mustang, his hands stuffed in the pocket of his black jacket, a black mask covering half of his face, and a face cap over his hair. The sound of his soft whistle echoed throughout the lot, scaring Chairman Harker slightly as he entered the area with his bodyguard. When he reached his car and saw Zane sitting on it, he frowned, lashing out, “Hey, punk! Who are you?! Don't you know that this car costs more than your pathetic life? Get your dirty ass off my car right now.”

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

A low growl rumbled in Phoenix's chest, "You killed her. The one thing good in my life and you took her away from me!" Lucifer made a tsk'ing sound, "Your saving grace ended up being your greatest downfall Phoenix. I really feel for you, truly I do." Before Phoenix could say anything Zion stepped forward, "Enough!" He yelled, all eyes falling on him, "I'm not in the mood for this crap," his voice was strangely calm; the definition of calm before the storm.

she scoffs. I open the note: Recordings deleted. No matter what. Keep calm. Z. That’s how I know his name. Zackary is Freddie’s friend. The friend who had been giving Freddie all the vital information about Clayton. I stared at Lacie and covered the microphone on my shirt. “Zackary is an ally. He’s trying to help.” I said, showing her his note.