Novels by sillymlk

The next day Chance and Kara both were on time, and yet they were swamped with so much work that they barely got some time to breathe. From running around from here and there, to tending to a lot of patients, which was more than they had seen. It was a bit messy and tiring.“Damn, it’s so exhausting.” in their tiny lunch break, Kara groaned.“Yeah, but it’s also nice.” Chance shrugged.Kara stared at Chance with a deadpan look, as if Chance had gone crazy or something. When Chance didn’t continue, Kara added, “Please tell me you were being sarcastic.”“What?” Chance blinked. “No, I wasn’t. I mean, it was kind of fun.” Chance shrugged. "We got to learn so much".“You have lost your mind. Finally you are facing the repercussions of sleeping with Dr. Tyson.” Kara shook her head.“This has nothing to do with him.” Chance ro

“So, when are you leaving?” Terrence asked.“In a while.” Chance declared. “After this meal probably.”“Do you have any plans?” Terrence asked.“I was gonna go… shop for some stuff. After which I’ll probably head home.” Chance nodded. “Why? You wanna come with me?” he teased.“Can I?” Terrence asked, taking Chance up by surprise.“You… want to?” Chance was surprised. “Don’t you have a shift tomorrow?”“So do you.” Terrence shrugged. “I am not talking about sex. I am talking about shopping. I need to buy some stuff as well. I

Chance had two more days to cover in the peds, one of which was only clinic duty. Meanwhile, after two days Terrence was reinstated as well. Things were starting to fall back in place for both of them, with Chance starting his rotation in general surgery, while Terrence was getting acquainted with his work schedule.“I see you are back.” Dr. McGrath was the first one to greet him. Having had the night shift, he was the only one who was here at this hour. “So, what did you do on your holiday?”“It wasn’t a holiday. It was a suspension.” Terrence scoffed, shaking his head.“You get to take days off, and you get paid.” Dr. McGrath pointed out. “Tell me you at least enjoyed these days.”“I di

Even though the growl of stomach came from Chance, Terrence acknowledged the fact that he was hungry as well. Without further ado, he decided to order some takeout and as a late celebration Terrence dug into the cake. Even though it was a day later, it was still his birthday cake. It had been ages since he got one. He mostly avoided his friends on his birthday and only got texts from his family. As for his last boyfriend, they gave him gifts, but never once did he arrange a cake.Once they were done with lunch and dessert. Terrence decided to check up on some of his patients that he had admitted and whom he left under the supervision of Dr. McGrath. He called and discussed some of the possible modes of treatment in a patient with doubtful prognosis. Terrence was deeply immersed in his conversation with his colleague, that is until he felt something on his waist.

It was early morning when Chance finally had his time off from his shift. He was exhausted from the lack of sleep, possibly delirious, so much so that he was having second thoughts regarding driving. Ultimately he decided to call a cab and went home. Once he reached his apartment, he noticed Terrence was still there passed out in his bed. Of all the things he had expected to walk into when he came in, that was not it.He checked all the other rooms to ensure that Terrence hadn't got drunk and messed around again. Luckily everything seemed in its place which caused a sigh of relief to come out of Chance. He was entertained by the fact that he was worried about making a mess by a literal clean freak. Without pondering much, he laid down next to Terrence on the bed and drifted off to sleep almost immediately.He woke up to the scent of hot milk

For some reason Terrence was not satisfied with one round, and they went around several times causing him to be late at the office. He was literally running in the hallway which could give the false impression that there was an emergency case he needed to attend to and not that he was late. When he reached he received a quick scolding from his seniors before Kara got to him.“What happened to you? Where did you run off last night? No matter what, I couldn't get a hold of you.” She seemed pissed.“Sorry, my phone was out of power.” Chance shrugged.“How? You barely use it here.”“It’s broken. I really got to get a new one.” Chance sighed. “Which reminds me, why did you call?”

With every passing day, Zhane started to feel worried. There was a sense of uneasiness that made him wonder about what the hell happened with Mark. Zhane hated that the mate bond made him feel stuff like that, anxious for no apparent reason. Zhane never thought that when he did find his fated mate, he would need to worry this much. Why was fate so twisted for him?Zhane increased his trips to the school, taking over extra shifts for delivery just so he could catch a sniff or anything that would point towards his presence. Any conversation related to Mark in between the kids or the students, but apart from a single mention that he was under the weather, there wasn’t much info that he could find.Almost after ten days, he caught the scent of Mark, while he was on his way to the school. But there was so

Why the hell did Zhane allow Mark to get the best of him? How could he let that kid convince him to tell his name? No matter what, Zhane couldn’t help but curse himself for being played by a little pup, when Zhane had taken down multiple, big bad alphas.Zhane didn’t hear or get bothered by little Mark for the next week, but that didn't stop his mind from wandering here and there about what happened with Mark. On one hand he couldn't help but try to convince himself "Good Riddance". On the other hand, he was worried.He was certain Mark would somehow show up again, bothering him especially when he dropped the supplies in the school. For some reason not only didn't Mark approach him, Mark was nowhere near to be found. Not even a flicker of scent. As if Mark hadn't

"Because you are supposed to be my mate." Those were the words that hit Zhane harder than any punch he had ever received in his lifetime. This kid didn't know anything about werewolves a day before, and suddenly he was an expert? Did Mark deceive him, or did his parents explain to him?"That bond means nothing to me." Zhane spat."Bond"? Mark frowned. "So you know everything as well.""What are you talking about, kid?" Zhane frowned. Of course he knew. He was a grown up werewolf after all."You asked me if I assume myself as a human. I am guessing because you could tell who, of what I am. I'm guessing you're the same". Mark declared.Taking a deep breath, Zhane approached Mark. "So what if I do? What if I am who you think I am. You should know that means I am more dangerous." Zhane threatened."For a guy who claims to be dangerous, you keep coming to my rescue a lot." Mark mumbled."Well, clearly that was a mistake." Zhane scoffs. "Move"

After managing to escape the parents of the kid who was supposed to be his mate, Zhane went back to serving his customers for the night. Even so, he couldn’t help but be distracted from time to time as he kept on recalling what had happened. When it was close to sunrise, aka the end of his shift, he finally went back to bed.Unfortunately for him though, he couldn’t fall asleep. He just got here, and he was seriously considering running away once more. He had been worried about finding his mate forever, but never did he ever imagine a scenario like this. For some reason he had always assumed his mate would force him or something, but seeing that his mate was a harmless kid… it was crazier.Of all people in the world, why did he have to find his mate? And why on earth did his mate have to be a little boy? He groaned.Having spent nights on high alert when he took down a group of rogue wolves, Zhane could function well enough with low sleep. So, the next morning, he

Zhane didn’t know how to convince Mark that he was dangerous, without alarming the kid to an extent where he goes around telling his parents. In that case, Zhane would have to leave this place as soon as possible. But perhaps telling the kid’s family would be good? Maybe they will stop Mark from hanging out with Zhane?Oh who was he kidding, the mate bond, that too the fated mate bond was one of the purest forms of bond regarded as the werewolves. No wolf would ever believe that as Mark’s mate, Zhane was capable of hurting Mark at all. In fact, they might even push them together, something he would absolutely hate. As the older one, Mark could become his responsibility, and no matter what he didn’t want to get dragged in.Amidst the silence a noise of crackling hit Zhane’s ears. Upon focussing he h

"Wait... do you want to die? Are you here to commit suicide"? Mark asked the young man, or as Mark would like to call 'Old Man', in front of him.Zhane stared with bafflement in his eyes at the innocent eyes of the young boy. All Zhane needed to do was convince this kid to never come near him, perhaps like that Zhane could go ahead without ever killing his mate. "Why are you staring at me"? Mark asked, and moved his hand in front of Zhane's eyes."Mr. Old Man, you don't have to kill yourself. Whatever it is it'll pass. It will be alright." Mark comforted Zhane. It was ironic how Zhane didn't care for anything Mark blurted, and yet hearing those words come out of Mark was oddly...comforting."You are an idiot." Zhane mumbled."I get the highest scores in my class. I am not an idiot"! Mark argued with the man in front of him. For some reason Mark felt safer with this strange man more than he ever felt safe around his own classmates, typically the regular bu