Zane Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Zane I found myself in the pack library at midnight, surrounded by books I’d single-handedly picked out—mainly to avoid questions from Ezra. ‘Pregnancy and the Wolf: A Comprehensive Guide. Maternal Health in Shifter Populations. The First Year: What to Expect When Expecting a Pup.‘ The titles alone made me feel ridiculous like some anxious first-time father instead of an Alpha securing his lineage.

I spat out. Connor’s grin widened as he leaned closer to my ear. “Yours is already too late, cousin. You never should have allowed your delectable mate to wander around alone. Now the question is how much can you protect what you claim to value.” He pulled away and our eyes locked. Mine blazing with anger while his were filled with mischief. “Enjoy the party, Zane.” He walked away with a huge smile on his face. My blood was boiling as I watched him disappear into the crowd. My eyes trailed over to her standing alone. She didn’t know what she had stepped into but she was mine. Mine to control and own.

And the way she felt pressed against my chest this morning was too damn reckless for her own good. What if I hadn't stopped at just a kiss and taken her, right there against the shower wall, whimpering for me instead of just toying with me? I cursed under my breath and pushed back from my desk. The door swung open. Zane strolled in like this was his bedroom, he dropped into the chair across from me with an exaggerated sigh. "Man, I swear to God, these supermodel girlfriends are the worst." He started off with a rant. I glared at him, snapping out of my thoughts. "Why the hell are you even here?"

And Jason? Jason liked his women cheap, loud, and surgically enhanced. He flirted with club promoters and I*******m models with fake lips and zero inhibitions. Zane was a quiet, uptight corporate climber. She was in no way one of the sexy, reckless girls he usually dragged back to his hotel rooms. They were oil and water. They repulsed each other. I crossed Jason off the mental list with a stroke of thick, permanent ink. But if it wasn't my brother... Then who the hell could Zane be seeing?

Zane brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. “Let’s go upstairs. You’ve got a full day ahead, Mrs. Wolfe.” As he walked beside her to the elevators, she knew it was already too late, she was falling. Bit by bit. Into the arms of the one man Roman could never become. Her knight in shining armor was real. And he wasn't the one who had broken her. ****** Across the city, Roman Velez stood behind his desk, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows of Velez Corp.

It would seem so much time had passed because she looked a lot like a woman now, and she recognized me too, “You must keep it away from Carlos. Please.” Zane begged with pride in his voice as she came closer. “What makes you ever think Carlos and I stay up at night exchanging secrets?” I snorted with all the sarcasm I could muster. Anna came to stand beside Zane, looking so small beside him, I watched their hands link together. Something swelled in my chest…envy? When would I have such kind of love? I feel like I had passed the time in my life where I might have had a little hope of romance, I was also married, to the kind of man who didn’t think it was necessary to consult me before attempt

What could I offer him, a human female who could only bring sorrow to his house? Afterward, Zane and I made love for the morning, which was everything except perfunctory, and thus we were running late, I tried to describe my dream, but Zane, who was so distracted I knew he wasn’t really listening, and he told me to consult the local Luna. Then he kissed me again, and I felt the heat of his body against mine. All right, I thought at the time, once but no more. “I often have hunting dreams,” Zane said while we were sipping our coffee after the girls had gone to the playroom with Dr. Hayes. The PPE was over, but they had first level in few weeks.

But instead, I stood rooted to the spot, my breath uneven, as his hand brushed deliberately close to mine—not touching, just hovering, daring me to close the gap. “I’m not like the men you’ve known,” Zane said quietly, his gaze locked on mine as though he could see straight through me. “And you’re not as uninterested as you pretend.” Anger and desire warred inside me. “You’re arrogant.” “Confident,” he corrected smoothly. “And right.” I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell him he wasn’t right, that I had no interest in a man who could make a woman scream behind closed doors and then pin me against a wall like I was his next indulgence.

So right now, I have no idea what the hell to say. “Look, Dante doesn’t want the burden of a woman. Not because of who they are, but because they can’t always protect themselves. With what happened to Adelia, we won’t make it again if another woman has the same fate and we fail to protect her. Zane is scared. When he flips to that side, he is deadly and sees nothing but darkness. So, he will push you away as well in some senses. His childhood has him scared of love, not what that person will do to him but what will happen to that person.” He smiles at me, and I feel like I have just been told a bit more of them that I wouldn't know otherwise.

I heard Zane say immediately Rome goes outside. "If you're jealous go find your mate, stop complaining to me." "Whoa whoa, I have a mate too okay? And I know what this mate bond feels like so don't show off to me." Zane sneered. "Mine was a love match. We're mated because we're in love. You didn't have a choice, you were shoved together by the goddess." Zane seemed to have been rendered speechless. "But...but I love my mate too. Who knew you'd be so heartless when it comes to showing off, why don't you go around carrying a board that says, I'm mated through a love match."