Agent A Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

Ammy leaned back away from her father's hand and frowned. "Are you judging his kidnapping technique? Wait, I don't care-Why am I here? And...lab?" Jones's eyes flashed but Ammy refused to be intimidated, waiting in silence for the alpha's reaction. Jones seemed to be in a good mood because he brushed off Ammy's insolence and stood again, pacing over to the nearest bloody machine and running a finger over the nasty looking spikes that adorned it.

Agatha POV: My office at NexGen felt alien, cold. The sleek, modern furniture, the panoramic city view – it all seemed to mock the turmoil churning inside me. The space, once a symbol of my ambition, my newfound power, now felt like a cage. The memory of that confrontation, of Charles standing right where I was, his carefully constructed mask of concern cracking to reveal the anger, the possessiveness beneath… it replayed in my mind, a chilling loop. The documents, spread across this desk, the evidence of his betrayal…

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“He is… he is not requested to be there. “ There was a brief silence on the other side and after a few seconds his boss said, voice leveled and calm. “Very well. You’d really been doing pretty well over there, Flynn joined almost two years ago and you’ve reached much further than him in less time. “ “Thank you, Sir. I guess it was luck.“ Or not, Mike thought. “Anything else, Agent?” “No, not for the moment. “ “Good, Agent Scott. Well keep in touch. “ “Definitely, Sir. “ Mike hung up the phone. He hadn’t mentioned anything about Jesse, or the fact the gang had other wolves. He also hadn’t mentioned that the man they visited in Paris was a wolf too and this was the only reason why they had mad

I have studied it enough to know that it is much stronger than a human relationship, not that my parent's relationship wasn't sufficient proof. I unlock my apartment door and slip in. I don't like lingering in the hall for too long because one of my neighbors is a true wolfbagger. She has applied numerous times but has never been selected. She always stops me to ask questions about the species and how she can improve herself, so the agency will think she is a good candidate. It makes me miserable, but I don't have the heart to hurt her. She is a kind soul who is desperate for love. "Here, kitty kitty," I call as I set my book bag down on my kitchen counter.

"**INITIATING: RECOVERY OF BIOLOGICAL MATERIALS.**" "Leave him alone!" I roared, the violet seed in my hand glowing with a frantic, white-hot heat. "Take me! I'm the one who broke your bridge! I'm the one who defaulted!" --- ## Chapter 72: The Bankruptcy of the Soul The mechanical heart slowed its rhythm, a deep, resonant *thud* that shook the floor beneath my feet. A holographic screen manifested in front of me, displaying a complex, glowing equation that made my eyes bleed.

I suddenly feel cold despite the heat outside, and the mansion ahead no longer looks beautiful. It looks hungry. Like a giant shark's mouth waiting to swallow me whole. And somewhere above, from one of those silent windows, I can still feel eyes watching me. — “I thought you didn’t recognize me,” I ask Agent Kay as we jump down from the truck and rush toward the bushes. “Ignore your feelings for now and focus,” she replies sharply instead, checking the small Bluetooth device in her ear while completely ignoring my question. “Your men should lay ambush right at this spot and move the truck away immediately because they’ve got revolving cameras covering over eighty acres of this land.”

At Kael in the doorway. Lyra pulsed once. Deep and warm and certain. I took the vial. END OF CHAPTER 26