Wake Novels & Stories

A few seconds later, a petite woman with jet black hair and huge silver colored eyes answered. “What can I do for you?” She asked brightly. “I’m Rex Callis, Alpha of the Sakura Pack. I’m just here to extend my packs greetings, maybe meet with Tristan, and give him this.” He pulled the small box from his pocket, displaying the offering Makai had given him.

My wolf won’t have this! ^~^

He smirked. He grabbed his phone, calling his men again. "Take care of the other two." He hung up. "John, call Matteo. Tell him to get the jet ready." John nodded and grabbed his phone, calling Matteo. *** Hours later... Bonnie stretched her muscles as she woke up. Her head was still on a soft pillow. She tried sitting up but then realized an arm was around her waist. Her small hand touched the arm. Her eyebrows furrowed at the amount of muscles she felt oh this person.

He snapped and I saw red. "LET ME?! Fuck off!" I replied and used my anger and the last of my energy to pull away and open the door. I hurried in but he was right behind me. I glared at him but then froze when I saw the body on the bed. I was transfixed by it. I limped closer as Wolf hurried to stand behind me. I stared for a moment before I remembered what I was there to do. I grabbed his wrist and checked for a pulse. "What are you doing?" Wolf whispered but I ignored him and continued. I checked his pulse point in is neck next.

He arched a brow, and Sasha grimaced. "You know it's raining, right?" "Yes." "Ugh. And me who likes her steak well done," she grumbled. "I'll take care of the mess." "Where are the wolves?" Sasha grinned. "Sleeping. As soon as I read the word ambush, I tranquilized them, just in case, and locked them in the panic room. A girl can't be too safe." "Excellent. I don't want to be disturbed for the next twenty-four hours unless we're under attack."

Suddenly I realized that the van wasn't driving toward my house. "Hey! This isn't the way home!" I protested. Peter looked around in alarm. "Sir! This isn't the right way!" Peter shouted. The driver just smiled at us and I felt a chill go down my spine. Suddenly, he pulled on a gas mask and sprayed something at us. The last thing I saw was Jake's panicked face as he tried to open the locked door. Then darkness over took me. POV Layla... still I woke up with a raging headache.

Alarm sucks And I mean they suck. Why? Because they wake you up, especially when you don't want to be woken up. The loud, incessant wail of my alarm pierced through the silence, jolting me awake. The shrill sound echoed off the walls, sending waves of panic throughout my body. Its urgency demanded attention, sounding like a warning of impending danger. The blaring noise continued relentlessly, like a persistent presence that refused to be ignored. Its piercing intensity would not rest until its purpose was fulfilled.

A soft voice, just barely audible, floated between my conscious and unconscious state. ‘Winter. Winter, don’t worry. I’ll always be here for you. Stay strong, Winter. Stay strong…’

Alerting those in the whole house. "WHAT!!!!"

Waiting for something. Anything.