Caleb X Mc Novelas e Histórias

“We cannot talk about this later.” “Mitchell—” “Caleb has a girlfriend.” I stopped walking. Turned around slowly. Caleb, sixteen years old, standing two steps behind Mitchell with his hands in his pockets and the expression of a person who had specifically not wanted this information shared in this way at this time and had been entirely powerless to prevent it. “Mitchell,” he said, with enormous, exhausted dignity, “I told you that in confidence.” “I tell Lex everything,” Mitchell said cheerfully. “You know this. This has always been the policy.”

Caleb was purring Mate so loudly I thought my eardrums would burst. I forced it down. The mating bond was a chemical trap. I reminded myself of the dossiers Madeline had shown me: the betrayal, the faked death, the way he’d plotted with Frederic to dismantle my family. He’s an actor, I told myself. A professional. Look at the eyes. But he didn't see me. He was searching. If he’s the villain, Caleb mused, who is he performing for in the dark? Shut up, I snarled internally.

- C XOXO 📝 Caleb Draven

“We can’t tell everyone, especially Alice and Aaron, until the doctor gives us a clear after first trimester.” They both nodded, even though Caleb’s pout deepened. “I can’t wait to tell everyone,” he said, closing the distance between us. He was like a big puppy, with dark eyes and tattoos. He was very clingy and needy, and I loved that. “Can I give you twins?” “Huh?” I was pushed on the bed before they answered me. “Let’s find out,” Kyle said, crawling over me as Caleb undressed. I squirmed when he pinned my wrists to the bed and lowered his hand to my sex. I gasped when he flipped the dress up, kissing my neck.

I picked up the phone with my eyes still glued to the TV and placed it in my ear. “WHAT are we gonna do now?” my best friend Kathy said into the phone in a hysterical tone. She must have seen the news; the only woman who could break my curse had been murdered. “I don't know, Kathy,” I said to the receiver as I bowed my head in frustration, taking my eyes off the TV. “you're gonna die, Caleb, oh my God,” I could hear her stomping her feet in her house from the phone; she was furiously pacing around.

“I don’t understand. If you’re just trying to play with me, maybe you should just let me go… or kill me right now.” Caleb responded with a laugh, shaking his head while gently pinching my cheek. “If I wanted to kill you, I would’ve done it the moment I knew you were my mate. But I came to get you and even postponed a dinner that should’ve started an hour ago—just for you. I know you still need time to rest, even though I had so many other ways to wake you up,” Caleb said. “But, Alpha Caleb, I just separated from my mate. How could I suddenly have you as my next mate? I mean, I’m just an unattractive werewolf without a wolf!”