Jake Ryan Now の小説・ストーリー

Jake even showed up and sat with us watching as I wiped his brow again cause he was sweating more. "So what has the whore said?",I say, making him look at me as I rub my belly. "just a bunch of bullshit if you ask me. she said she knows what is wrong with him and how to fix it",Jake says watching Ryan. "Daddy, do you think she does know or it is a lie? do you think she is working with someone or doing this to get you to fuck her one last time",I mumble just throwing out ideas.

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."*

Jeremy began but got cut off by Jake T, a seven-foot tall alpha; “Dude, your mind ain’t here.” Jake T growled. “Hell, even my mind ain’t here and he ain’t my fucking mate. Tell us what we wanna hear so we can all get the fuck outta here. I can’t believe you actually rebelled when the Lady gave you that.” He jabbed his forefinger in Ryan’s direction.

And for now, that was enough. One evening, as we sat together in the living room, I couldn’t help but feel the tension between us. The air seemed thick with unspoken words, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like Jake was really seeing me. Not as Prisca’s replacement, not as the mother of his children, but as me — Ayla. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked softly, noticing how his jaw clenched as he stared out the window. I knew he was still wrestling with his feelings.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jake stood up from his table, clearly enjoying being the center of attention. He walked closer to us, his voice carrying across the silent restaurant. "More like Ryan didn't want his mate to be some lowly Omega, so he's been secretly using suppressant drugs to weaken the bond. Figured he could use the mating ceremony to snag himself a ranked she-wolf instead."

His usual smirk was gone, replaced with a razor-sharp intensity. “This isn’t just about Lola’s secrets. This is about control. And if they’ve already gotten this close…” He tapped the phone, his gaze flicking toward her trembling hands. “…then they’re not going to stop until they get what they want.” Ryan snapped his head toward him. “You sound like you know exactly how they think.” Jake’s jaw clenched. “Because I’ve seen it before.” His voice dropped, almost a confession. “Only difference is, this time it’s personal.”

When he doesn't, I hit his desk, a big mistake because I end up hurting myself in the process. "You can't do that Ace, you said you forgive me." "I have." At that moment, Jake walks in with a tray of food. I guess he decided to bring it in himself. He places the food beside me winking at me. "Ryan and I will check the site. Ryker just called." Ace nods his head, looking at Jake who in turn nods too. Men and their secret signals. If I wasn't so pissed off with my new normal, I would have bitched about him trying to keep things from me.

“You’re good at this.” “Teaching?” “Yeah. You make it... easy to try.” She glanced at me, then down at her boots. “Thanks. That’s nice to hear.” There was something soft in her expression now. Not flirtation exactly. Something quieter. Warmer. I had the sudden, overwhelming urge to tell her the truth. That I wasn’t just Jake Ryan, the guy from the ski lodge with two left skis and a borrowed identity. I was Jackson Ryland. The face on too many magazine covers. The CEO hiding from the fallout of a very public scandal. The billionaire who hadn’t been called by his real name in days.

“Yeah?” “Yeah.” Ryan’s eyes were dark, pupils blown wide. “No strings. Just… roommates helping each other out. We both need to get off. Deal?” Jake’s heart slammed against his ribs. He’d jerked off thinking about Ryan’s ass in those shorts, the cut of his hips, the low groans he made when he thought Jake was asleep. “Deal,” he rasped. “Get over here.”

I could see a hint of a smile playing on Jake’s lips. “Big game tomorrow. You ready?”. “Born ready”. He smirked. “Gotta make sure I live up to the best”. Jake started laughing. “Need any advice give me a shout. You mind if I steal her for a sec?”. He was playing nice? “Sure thing”. Ryan grinned. Pizza in hand I followed him outside. What was he up to? Taking a seat at one of the benches I followed suit. “What are you up to?”. I questioned.