Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book
Even with the dull roar of the party, the area near the lake was peaceful and comforting. The nearly full moon reflected in the crystal clear, calm waters of the lake. The water was so still it was hard to tell for sure which was the real sky.
I turned my face up towards the moon, soaking in its light and breathing in the mountain air. It was like Colorado in many ways, yet somehow even more familiar than that place had ever felt. And definitely more than Utah—that place had never really felt like home.
The shuffle of footsteps on the pebbles behind me caught my ear, and the clearing of a throat made me turn around.
My heart leapt into my mouth. Not just from the noise and the sudden interruption of my quiet time but also at the brown eyes staring back at me. Brown eyes that were familiar and yet not, because the boy behind them was no longer a boy, but a man. And oh man, was he a man.
A very tall, very strong, very handsome man. With a short, trimmed beard, broad shoulders, and a piercing gaze that cut through my self-imposed shield.
I shook my head. It couldn’t be him. There was no way it was him.
But his eyes—those eyes I could never forget—went wide with a shock that matched what I felt in my soul. He opened his mouth and breathed out just one word, his voice a deep husk that made my knees weak and turned my insides into fondue.
“Haven?”
WESLEY
I stared out the window above my kitchen sink, sipping my beer as I looked at the view of the lake from my house.
Soon, I thought to myself.
Soon, this will all be mine.
Well, provided I found my mate. Or chose one. And, since it had been three years since I’d turned twenty-one and been old enough to meet my fated mate, the idea of having to take a chosen mate was becoming more appealing.
I let out a sigh and set my bottle down on the countertop, my hands gripping the edge and my chin dropping to my chest. Exhaustion hit me like a freight train, the same as it did every day at the same time.
My lycan grew more restless and agitated by the day. His constant irritation wore me out to where all I wanted to do after working all day was come home, have a beer, and turn the TV on, only moving to tell Netflix that, yes, I was STILL watching.
The only reprieve I got was the early morning workouts every day, and the interrupted sleep each night. His attitude was becoming a distraction even at work, and unless something changed—and quick—there could be some real problems on my hands.
My lycan bristled, and I let out an almost silent groan as I heard the front door open and shut, followed by the footsteps of the trio of fools who decided to trespass on my domain of peace this evening. I loved my friends, but they had poor timing.
“We are going for a run!” Reid declared without even greeting me.
I snapped my head to find him grinning like a clown in the kitchen doorway.
“What? No,” I said with a shake of my head.
“It’s Friday night, the moon is almost full, and my wolf is chomping at the bit to get a run in,” Reid said, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
I shook my head again and picked up my beer to take another sip.
“Put the beer down and let’s go!” Reid exclaimed.
Nolan sighed. “Let the man finish it, at least?” he said, trying to compromise. “In fact, there is plenty of time. We can all have a drink before we go.”
Reid pouted, but crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.
“Fine,” he agreed.
Nolan smiled and then walked to the fridge and grabbed a beer. Sebastian was right behind him. He grabbed two beers and held one out to Reid, who shook his head. Seb shrugged and closed the door, keeping hold of both beers as he joined me near the window.
I raised a brow at him as he used the edge of my white marble countertops to open both. He then proceeded to take one sip from each beer, smacking his lips and sighing in satisfaction.
My brows flew up even more as he chugged the beer in his left hand, downing the whole thing faster than I could shift into my lycan. Nolan shook his head as Seb leaned against the counter with me.
Reid just smirked. “Now you will all need to piss during our run.”
The three of us looked at him and then burst into laughter. I gripped Sebastian’s shoulder for balance and he covered his mouth with his bottle. Reid looked at the three of us and sighed.
“You all laugh,” he said, pointing at each of us. “But there is a method to my madness. I, Reid Thomas, have never peed in wolf form.”
Nolan snorted, his head falling down to his chest as he kept laughing. Sebastian looked at Reid with a mix of awe and disbelief.
“That’s quite an accomplishment, Reid,” I said. “Would you like a cookie?”
“Yes, actually. Do you have some?” He turned towards the pantry and pulled the door open.
“I-what? No. It-it’s an expression.”
“Well, fuck you and your expression. You don’t offer a man cookies unless you actually have some!” He slammed the door shut with a huff.
I downed the last of my beer to hide my laughter, but the other two didn’t bother to conceal their chuckles. Nolan reached for my bottle and grabbed both of Sebastian’s, setting them with the rest of my recycling by the back door. Sebastian put his arm around Reid’s shoulders and walked him towards my front door.
“If we hurry, maybe we can snag some from Maya and Levi’s party,” he muttered to Reid. “She was ordering some of those fancy ones.”
“Ooh, with sprinkles?” Reid said, lighting up again.
“Seriously?” I asked.
“What do you have against sprinkles, Wes?” Reid asked, glancing back at me.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson was the alpha of the largest pack in North America. Powerful figures from other packs sought to offer gorgeous girls as potential mates for Dayson. He steadfastly rejected these advances, he was not a pawn to be manipulated. But eventually there came a mysterious girl he could hardly say No. Who was she?