Avi Loeb Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

And not when I knew that Valerie did not like that, and wasn’t going to let it slide… When the doors slid open, he was already waiting. Alpha Lorenzo. He stood near the lobby exit, dark suit perfectly tailored, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other holding a file. The way people stepped around him without realizing why, that instinctive avoidance, was something only true predators carried. “Ms. Lewis.” His voice was smooth, polite. But beneath it was the warning rumble of a storm. “Alpha,” I managed, bowing my head slightly. “I didn’t expect you to still be here. I thought that you would have left already.”

I quickly went to an online news platform on my laptop, and the trending topic made me freeze: JUSTICE FOR LACROIX BOY KILLED IN AN ACCIDENT BY BILLIONAIRE CEO, SEBASTIAN CARVERS. Only one name came to my mind. Liora.

I figured it would be easier for a lot of people to see the evidence for themselves, and what better way than this? Soon, there were a series of chimes from people's phones. I also sent it to Clinton. But I didn't want to watch his expression for now because my attention was elsewhere. One of the pieces of evidence I sent them included a voice note. It was the most crucial to this moment, and I was glad they chose to listen to it first. Standing close to me, I could hear perfectly well what was being said. “I can't believe you had him killed and pinned it on that brat!” Beta Alvin's voice was clearly audible.

Automatically all the men got up, complaining and making excuses to leave, leaving Louis alone and surrounded by women who were laughing. All except one. “What does that mean?” Abbie asked confused. “Oh, Abbie!” Gena in front of her complained. "Sex from behind, Abbie,” Olivia explained biting her lip. “In the ass.” Abigail's eyes widened exponentially in understanding. “That’s possible to do!?” She exclaimed in amazement “Alex never... He never...” "We can see,” Elizabeth murmured in amusement, "Paul and I do it for special moments." "Mark thinks that I’ll end up traumatized by my past,” Olivia sighed drinking from her glass of water.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

Alex POV Pushing up some meetings for when I get back home from Europe. “Creed! Does Alpha Elijah have the plan to set up security around his border line to make sure his children in his pack are safe?” I asked “ Yes sir.” He signed plopping down in the chair in front of my desk. Sitting at my desk I go over lunch schedules for meetings I can’t pushback. As I typed out an email my phone starts vibrating on my desk. “ you going to get that?” Creed asked

Third Person Point of View: “What the fuck is this?” Viktor asked, frowning at the sight of the men carrying the crate. The men brought in the boxes that were arriving from nearby families who were pledging their loyalty to Esteban, and this in specific was for Viktor. “It came to you, from Alexei Aslanov” one of the men said, looking down at his feet, avoiding his and the Alpha’s eyes. They knew the punishment for trying to do so, and each one of them wanted to keep that head of his over his shoulders.

“Well, you know…” “Elena, please, these men are not to be messed with.” He said, and I laughed and nodded. He kissed my temple and guided me toward one of the tables. The white couches were leather, and the table had D’Caprio written on the card. Alvize nodded at me to take a seat, and Viktor, Artur, and Nikolay sat by our sides. Viktor looked at me and nodded, I smiled and looked around at the men who were around.