Novel & Cerita Zeke Dunbar

We will buy new stuff "I shake my head, and he scoffs. "I'm poor, I am not buying new stuff." "I will, I'll go get you stuff tomorrow. Sam wants to see you "I tell him and let out a heavy breath. "I want to see her too, but tomorrow. I'm tired" he admits. "Get some sleep" "Want to lay with me..?" "I'd love too" —- Zeke gets released today, he's been in for 5 days. The surgery was a simple one, and they said he's healed enough to go home. He has to wait 14 days to go back to usual activities, but he can go back to school monday.

You're numb and indifferent about most things that happen in the Colony. "I just don't care about that stuff. That doesn't make me a zombie." "Agree to disagree. How can we get a drink around here?" said Zeke and did a slow 360-degree turn with the stool. He looked at his watch. 6 am. Still early in the morning and most people are already wasted. This is my kind of place, he thought. "But where is the fucking bartender?"

*"What did you talk to my brother about? You didn't tell him anything did you?” “We were just talking about who our favorite athletes are, right George?” Alpha Darren gave George the code by pressing the backrest of his wheelchair. “He has bad taste.” George's reply made Diana unable to hold back her laughter. She laughed while covering her mouth. “You're right about your brother, his mouth is spicier than chili.” George gaped, “Diana, you have a heart.” Diana just shook her head and helped Alpha Darren put George onto the gurney.

Alpha Nathan teased “this dress should cover the bruise on your back, and I don’t recommend wearing heels if they’re going to hurt you. I’ll go shower and get ready. Call me out if you need anything…” Nathan kept his arm wrapped around me as we entered the club, walking through the VVIP’s door, entering the lounge which was filled with men who wore suits. Carter stood beside one of them, glaring at the surrounding before his stance loosened up when he caught sight of us. He raised an eyebrow when he saw me, winking, making his Alpha shake his head as he extended a hand to shake.

I smiled and he huffed. “Well, I'm your boss. I don't need you to know me.” “You're cute,” I giggled and grabbed his arm. “Well I intend to know you whether you like it or not.” He didn't peel my hands off him and they felt so comfy. If I wasn't supposed to be a boy right now, I would totally cuddled against him. “Zeke is not really a difficult person,” Dominic started. “He's just been closed off since he lost his mate and turned to books to cope. They help him escape reality and so far, he's improving.”

As Darren unlocked the door and pulled it open, his furrowed brows were raised in surprise at first before furrowing once again into a frown at the figure standing by the door. " Zeeb, what are you doing here?" Darren asked the tall lanky man whose thin body frame made his long muscly arms obvious. The man named Zeeb had a short brown hair that was the same as his full beards that his outlined jaw. He seemed in his early thirties. His honeycomb pupils trembled slightly hearing Darren as he quickly bowed his head curtly and said in a reverent tone, " My liege, the chief has commanded that I return witb you to the clan at once!"

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

Dean: “Why was Sabine helping though? Knowing her, she doesn’t do anything for free.” Viktor asked and I shook my head. I knew that Sabine didn’t do me this favor for free, but whatever the reason was, I knew that I was about to find out. If Lorenzo was playing a dark game, then I was going to be the one to stop him. To say the least, I was going to be the one to draw his limits.

"Bah! Why drag up that badland disgrace on a night of triumph?" Chief Obinna Okafor drowns his silver goblet of iron-laced blood-wine, his eyes flashing yellow as he turns his back on me to glare at his male partner, Kieran Ashford. "Zanele was a wild, unbonded stray. She never understood the bloodline discipline of the Okafor Moonfang Clan. She died like a rogue in the badlands, and she certainly doesn't deserve my mourning."

Alex received the information forwarded by Symore, rubbed his stomach, then turned to Zeke Martin, who was playing with his phone, and said, "Let’s go have some barbecue!" Zeke tucked his phone and said helplessly, "This won't do! If I do nothing and eat all day long, sooner or later I’ll become useless. Alex, please arrange any job for me, as long as it’s not a desk job!" "Haha, I knew you couldn't stay idle. I'll arrange a job for you after dinner!" "What are you waiting for then? Let's go!" Zeke stood up excitedly. Alex set off with Zeke and Big Ken, then met up with Symore before they rushed to the barbecue place where Hash Lucas was at.