Zane Bennett Novels & Stories

Johnston shifted uneasily in his chair, hoping to dodge these specific questions but realizing there was no way around it now. "His name is Zane Coovens, the CEO of a renowned software company with franchises across Asia, the Caribbean, and Latin America. As the only son and heir to his family’s fortune, he is incredibly wealthy. He discovered Becca after she ran out of her pack when Elyon chose Xena as his Luna,” he explained to his Alpha. “Trust me with this, there's no chance this man will abandon Becca for you. He'll do everything in his power to keep her."

I giggle, unable to stop myself. She is so cute! "Atlas Myles Rozell? Is he a werewolf, too?" My dad's eyes widen as he asks me. I laugh at his reaction, nodding my head and saying, "Yes! Atlas Myles Rozell is a young businessman, holding the position of a shareholder in your company. I was also surprised to meet him. I mentioned you to him and he agreed on your company's profit share. You give him a very handful amount, dad!" I grin at him.

Then repeat. "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." I froze, the plate in hand hovering over the table. Zane stood in the doorway, his bulky arms crossed, a smirk on his face that I always wished I could wipe off. He was a huge one, easily 6'4, with the kind of muscles that came from months and years of dedicated training. Dark hair, darker eyes "Zane," I acknowledged quietly, setting down the plate. "Is that all you have to say?" He pushed off the doorframe and confidently sauntered into the room. "After you humiliated Eleora today?"

Then… A cold voice cut through the corridor. “Who the fuck gave you both the right to be down here?” Winnie froze. Nikolas stiffened. My blood turned to ice. I looked past Winnie’s head. Zane stood at the entrance. Tall, broad and dark His presence swallowed the hallway. He looked… bigger. Heavier. Like his rage had weight. My heart twisted painfully. Nikolas and Winnie bowed slightly. Winnie’s hands trembled. Zane ignored them. He walked forward slowly.

"Someone has been peeing for the past thirty minutes and the pee was so dense that I thought it was a waterfall and I led y'all here. That's what you mean to say?" Laurel didn't answer. "Bennett you have been awfully quiet",said Emily noticing Bennett's silence "Yeah Bennett enlighten us with some advice", said Laurel Bennett looked creepier than usual, his eyes were darker and he had an aura of darkness around him. Zane frowned for a moment then his confused expression changed to horror. "GET AWAY FROM HIM!",shouted Zane "Why what happened?!", asked Emily, panicking "He....he smells of wanting to kill us", whispered Zane.

Zane uttered smugly as he sat down in the chair opposite her desk, promptly perching his expensive shoes on top. “What the hell do you know about “these things” anyway, Smith?” She retorted as she shoved his feet off the end of her desk. Zane Smith was a fixer, Reaperr’s fixer, and he was as dangerous as a live grenade. In any other situation, London would have tip-toed around him, giving him a wide birth to do his bidding, but, she could feel the noose around her neck, and this time, not in a good way.

“So we know your name is Zane. What's your age?” “I’m 26.” He answered. “So you were 16 when this all started then.” She stated. “Yes.” He told her. “Last name?” She asked. “Celmens.” He stated. “Birthdate?” She questioned. “1994, September 28th.” He said. “Okay that’s all I needed.” She said and put the form away. “Off you boys go I got work to do.”

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

But there was something beneath it that I couldn't place my finger on. I stepped back beside Zoe, trying to shake off the unease when— I saw a glint of movement behind her. I craned my neck slightly, instinctively narrowing my eyes. And that’s when I saw him. Xane. Dressed in black-on-black, with a smug little grin on his face. That same grin I’d seen in the halls. That same smugness that made me want to punch a wall. “Bennett I want to believe you’ve met my son, he was at school today.” Mrs Baxter said, her voice lilting with pride. “Xane.”

Zane parroted as his boyish grin returned full force on learning JT was Maggie’s brother. “Uh, sorry! You had me in the air so fast I didn’t get to introduce you,” Dani said, smiling, and giving JT a small punch in the arm. “Zane is a neurologist from my hospital in Dallas. I asked him to come check out Aunt Lu and make sure she was really ready to transition home.”