Novel & Cerita Agent Reid

The fire dissipated before it did anything permanent, but holy gods, it hurt my pride. “I… I did it!” I exclaimed, wobbling on my feet. “I controlled it!” Kael pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling slowly. “Yes. And almost burned me alive in the process. Congratulations. You are officially dangerous.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” “You should,” he said quietly, and for a moment, just a fraction of a second, he didn’t look like the terrifying Reaper King resurrected by a dead girl’s blood. He looked… human. Almost fond.

Each movement was calculated-a combination of combat skill, supernatural perception, and strategic foresight. From upon the ridge, he heard the distant howl-the familiar, grounding call of Axel. The Alpha was watching, always watchful, a silent guardian whose presence strengthened him even across distance. Auren's chest swelled with pride, yet he couldn't lean on them. This was his battle. Every strike, every maneuver, spoke of years of training, discipline inculcated by his parents, and the weight of legacy he carried.

He reached for the bandages wrapped around his body, loosened them and took a step backwards not limping. I froze. For a second, my brain refused to process what I was seeing. A cold feeling settled in my stomach. Just moments ago, he had been limping. He had looked barely capable of moving without support. Now he was standing perfectly fine. The realization hit me so suddenly that my stomach dropped and my pulse started hammering. “What’s going on?” I asked quietly. Flint gave a small laugh, but there was nothing remotely amusing about it. “I dedicated almost eight years of my life, and even more than that to this mission, and to you as my biggest key.”

She stated, “So, give me a position.” “Is that how you apply for a job?” “Come on, Cale, I'm your sister!” Reneé keeps tugging his shirt. Cale firmly closed his eyes and somewhat annoyed. “Fine! Stop doing that.” Cale stated, Reneé let him go and smiled at him. “So? What did you get for me?” “Assistant position.” “An assistant?!” Reneé gasps in shock. “Don't you have another position available?” She asked again. “I do. But unless you pay back every credit card you used instead of making me pay for it, you're going to take that position.”

Jade disappeared, I stayed on my bed for the full five minutes doing nothing except staring at the wall and having a very brief and very direct internal conversation with myself about what I was and was not going to do in this interaction. I was not going to be the version of me that dissolved the second Ethan Reid turned his full attention in my direction. I was not going to mistake his arrival for evidence of something it might not be. I was not going to let two years of history do the work that the present moment had not yet earned. Then I went downstairs. He was standing near the entrance of the building, not sitting, just standing with the flowers in his hand and his jacket collar turne

But he grabbed his phone anyway. And I turned back to the stove, blinking against the sudden sting in my eyes. — (Reid’s POV) The screen lit up with a message that made my stomach knot. Lawyer: Fallout from Prescott deal. Urgent. Meet at eleven. I dragged a hand down my face, trying to push down the surge of anger. Of dread. Not today. Not when things were finally good. Finally real. I looked up and caught her across the kitchen — standing barefoot, my shirt hanging off her like it belonged to her, trying to act like she hadn’t felt the shift in the air.

“And if threatening you is what it takes to get it, I won’t hesitate.” James grinned thinly. “He really won’t.” Adrian wiped his face with trembling hands. “I’ll help you trap Natalie. I’ll do whatever you need. I’ll record conversations, messages.” Reid’s gaze sharpened. “You’ll do exactly what I say.” Adrian nodded. “Yes. Anything.” Reid turned toward the windows, city lights reflecting in his eyes. “Good,” he said quietly. Behind him, James took another bite of his sandwich.

She nudged her again and said, “Oh… It seems that you like Xander Reid. Good, good. Finally, you took an interest in something after a month. I thought you have become a soulless wooden doll.” “What did you say? Xander Reid? Who is Xander Reid?” Abigail asked in a state of stupor. She tore off her gaze from the phone and looked at Lilian. “You don’t know who Xander Reid is!” Lilian gawked at her with disbelief. Abigail shook her head in a trance. “Oh… How will you know? Let me tell you… Owen Reid is the owner of Pinnacles, the top most business empire in our country. Xander Reid is his only son who returned after twenty years.”

"My name is Dr. Vivian Reid. I've been hoping we'd have a chance to speak." "Save the pleasantries," I replied. "Three of your agents broke into my home. They threatened my family. They carried memory poison intended for my husband." "An unfortunate approach," Dr. Reid conceded smoothly. "Field agents sometimes lack... finesse. I assure you, our intentions are benevolent. Your daughter has a remarkable gift that needs proper nurturing." My truth-sight flickered over the words, revealing the calculated manipulation beneath. "Half-truth," I said aloud, making Dr. Reid fall silent. "You're not interested in nurturing her gift. You need her ability to contain your mistake."

The two of them stared at each other, throwing sharp glares. Not wanting an argument over peanuts, Rey cleared his throat and caught Brianna's attention. “Thanks for coming to the Red Cage, Brianna. Help from the Reaper makes our job easier,” Rey said in a sincere tone. Brianna smiled broadly, out of all the Red Cage members, she really liked Rey's polite and mature attitude. “I've already discussed other matters with Jaxon. You don't have to worry, Rey. I will give my best.” A sad smile crossed Rey's face. They both just nodded.