Agentes Novels & Stories

Shiva said to me, trying to ease my nerves . " Yes Beta " I said walking to him once I got close enough . " Since you missed yesterday's training , I or Alpha Kane have to see how good of a fighter you are and where to place you, " he stated . " Ok … so who am I fighting ? " I was not surprised by his statement . Looking between him and Alpha Kane " Me . " Beta Nick said . I looked at him up and down to check his build " he looks like the boxer type " Shiva stated.

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

The mutter of voices picking back up their conversation quickly filled the tavern and Nemuri approached Skye. The omega let out a strangled squeak as he was drowned in her ample bosom. She hugged him tightly as she blubbered out her thanks. The omega was red faced when she finally let him free, and Linus wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or lack of air. “Well, that's good enough for me!" Brite exclaimed as Skye slipped back into his seat between the two alphas. “Welcome to the Silvermist Company! I'm Brite and we have Lejend, Yash, Rocket, Urkane, Terni, Caige, Trace, Dyllen, and of course you know, Boss."

Jeffery finally broke the silence, looking at Timothy with profound curiosity, infact he didn't understand what was wrong with Timothy this time, he had always bragged about the different talents he discovered but this time, the girl called Cynthia staring at him through his laptop right now had received a different treatment as if - "she's different", Timothy interrupted his train of thought and stood up to leave. "Where do you think you're going?" Jeffery asked, he still wanted to know more about the new model who had made his father call him and question his efficiency in handling the agency.

The sky split open as Merek’s forces surrounded the stronghold. Not an army—no. That would be too easy. He brought the marked—wolves twisted by forbidden magic, eyes glowing black, bodies enhanced by shadowcraft. Not alive. Not quite dead. And he stood at their head, wearing black armor, Luna’s blood-stained dagger sheathed across his chest like a trophy. Kael stood at the gate, sword drawn, fury barely held in check. “You came to die?” he called out.

Goodbye. ****

The moment they were done, Beta Keith, Gamma Gabriel and Dr Kimberly took their leave. We watched Ingrid make some calls, and I was worried. The sun was setting, and we had left Gwen at home all day. We needed them to be going already. To my surprise, a truck arrived at the scene and two agents alighted from the truck. They came with bags, and something told me they weren't leaving. "Agent Thomas Ratched and Agent Gyle Simpson," Ingrid called out, walking to them. She shook them individually and brought them to us. "Meet Alpha Mason Mathlaw and Alpha Marcus Reinfeld. They are in charge of the werewolf community," she said, introducing us and the Agents took turns to shake our hands.

The proof that I'd made it, that my system worked, that control was achievable. I felt nothing. "I appreciate that, Marcus," I said carefully. "But I'm going to decline." He blinked. "You haven't even heard the numbers." "Doesn't matter." I leaned back in the chair—the same chair where Eli had sat, challenging me, changing me. "I'm done." "Done with what?" "With this. The ladder. The next rung. The idea that there's always another level to reach." I paused. "I'm leaving the agency, Marcus. I've already talked to Eli. We're starting something new."

Mr Garret smiles slightly and looks at Ace's face. Ace is unable to form any words, it's as if someone is squeezing his throat to stop him from talking, so he kept on staring. " Who did this to you!?" Mr Garret points at his bare bandaged body. Ace looks down at himself with an empty mind. He looks back at Mr Garret and shrugs. " is anyone abusing at home?" He asks again but Ace doesn't utter a word to confirm or deny him. It's a house, not a home.