Jack X Arcee の小説・ストーリー

"Aaron told me Jack is co-operative throughout the thing, which is kind of suspicious. He didn't try to attack anyone, didn't even give them the usual death glares. What's up with him?" I knew why. "I think he's giving up, Ken. He's had enough." Ken shook his head. "That's too theatrical. Do you think Jackson, the one who is so famous for killing over a dozen people is just going to give up because he is tired of interrogation?" He gave a laugh. "You're thinking wrong, sister." "Oh, so you have it all figured out?" I asked, folding my arms over my chest. "Let me listen to your theory Amateur Detective Ken Frazer."

I chirp as Zara keeps asking me to back out of this and make a run for it but I knew I had to do this for Archer, not only because I have a deal with him, but also because I genuinely feel they belong together. “Hello.” I greet him and freeze when I see recognition flash in his eyes. Oh no. “You are Xena, I heard Luna and Ace talk about you. I even saw the picture you took with Luna where you wore matching outfits.” He says as he actions us to take a seat in the office. “Yep, that’s me.” I manage to say when I recover from my initial shock, “This is my friend Zara.” Oh god, Georgina would know something is up if she finds out I ‘ran’ into her boyfriend by coincidence.

Jack is up to something. Ace - Maddie still isn't back and her father won't stop pestering me about her whereabouts. I have had men out looking for any sign of her or Cassie. After my men followed them from the mall I learned where Cassie had ended up, I was furious, Alpha Jack had lied to me, he said she wasn't there and he was looking for her on my behalf. And then I find her in the arms of that Gamma, the slụt, I should have known she was using her body to stay hidden from me, giving herself freely to anyone who could protect her. But she will not be protected for long, I may not be Alpha yet, but I can still beat a Gamma easily enough. I should be Alpha by now, Alpha Sven is stalling, I

and I'm pleased Jack caught me because of it. "You're not my pack," Arthur declares. "I was born here," Jack responds. "I'm a dark moon alpha as much as any man here." "And what are you going to do with her?" Lucas asks Jack pulls me up by reaching down and his eyes narrow. As he looked about at the other men—all of whom were nude, dripping with perspiration, and ready for even the tiniest opportunity to sink their teeth into both of us—he wrapped an arm around me while sticking out his other hand's claws.

"Alright, I will help. I need more information. For starts his name?" "He is Jace Ackers."

Perfect place to hide someone you didn't want found. As I moved through the underbrush, my mind betrayed me by dragging up memories I'd spent months trying to bury. The rejection ceremony. Racheal's face. The way her silver eyes had dimmed when I'd spoken those words. *"I, Alpha Mike Freeman of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Racheal Snyder, as my mate and Luna."*

his voice lowered, “…was he waiting for something?” I didn’t answer. The same questions circled my mind, relentless and unsolved. But no matter how many times I turned it over in my mind, nothing fit neatly into place. “Let’s wait for Jack’s conclusion,” I said at last. As if on cue, the figure crouched beside the corpse rose to her feet. She peeled off her gloves and surgical mask in one fluid motion and tossed them into a biohazard bag nearby before turning toward us. Jacqueline Archer—Jack for short—cut a striking figure in her pristine white coat. Her short bob framed a face that was composed yet sharp, almost aggressively beautiful.

Jaxon kept groaning as Archie and the guards placed him in the back seat of the car. Archie got into the driver's seat hurriedly and drove the car like a mad person straight to the hospital. Guilt clouded his senses as he panicked. He shouldn't have pushed Jaxon. His heart squeezed in pain with each groan that came out of Jaxon's mouth. "Jaxon, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." Archie pleaded as sweat trickled down his forehead even though the snow and the weather was as cold as ice. Jaxon said nothing to him and just breathed through the pains he felt, letting his wolf heal off some cracked bones.

Frank said, rolling his eyes toward Seth. “You are an idiot if you think she should be here. She should go back home.” Seth said, sounding annoyed. “You keep talking like that and I am half tempted to think that you like her.” Another voice spoke. Jack Tessler. The Brick. He got his name because he was hard. Hitting him resulted in broken fingers, wrists, and hands. Which I have done a few times. Since I was the one who gave everyone their nicknames, I didn’t have one. Which I didn’t mind, since I wasn’t going to give myself one. I doubted any of them would give me one either.

Jackson It had been more than a week since Miranda's bastard of an ex-husband and the entitled little twit that had helped him escape had been seen. Jackson was frustrated but Axel was even more so. He wanted blood! He wanted the man who had dared to harm his mate. I was of the same mind, but even having the other packs helping to look, there had still been no sign. Alpha Cadence from the Warrior Moon Pack had even taken his warriors to the Red Moon Pack to find the stupid girl and condemned man. They weren't there and her parents were, as always, uncooperative. When he'd contacted me to tell him that Alpha Edward and Luna Jessica had refused a search of the property, I became livid.