Baylee Morrison Novels & Stories

she says as alpha Blake grand luna from around her waist and holds her. "This didn't just happen that easily, Blake. They couldn't have just come in without being noticed. This had to be an inside job, and we need to find who the fuck is betraying us." beta Tyler says, making alpha Blake growl menacingly. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

That’s why once she settled in here she was totally different without the negative influence. The girl who Marissa had been gossiping with rushed forward and bared her neck in submission and said, “Baylor so nice to meet you, I am Brielle Higgins former Beta Neil’s niece.” Her smile was too fake and she fluttered her lashes way too much and her voice was squeaky and irritating. “That’s Alpha Baylor or Alpha and I can’t say the same,” I said icily and didn’t bother to shake the hand she had extended.

I learned that the hard way that night. I leaned forward in the mirror, letting the cold glass kiss my forehead. One day, they’d all pay. Kael. Evelyn. Damon. But it wouldn’t be a storm that ripped them apart. It would be me. Quiet. Careful. Calculated. Elegant. Sweet. And beautiful. Like rot spreading through the roots of a tree. And I would start with her. Sienna. The traitor. The Omega who had no business being in their home. In their bed. In Damon’s arms. Giving birth to a child that should have never existed. Sleeping with the man who caused my mother’s death, wearing her pain like it didn’t matter.

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

He has no time to make any of us feel like we are different. He comes to stand beside Niko, letting the silence follow after him. He doesn’t need to speak. His gaze drifts over everyone, staring at the front of the line, where Baylee stands. A dark, steady gaze shifts up and down her body before he blankly looks at her. Someone from beside her nudges her out of her daydream, where she was studying him as much as he was her. “Ah, I’m Baylee. Baylee Torres,” she says quickly, flushing bright pink under his scrutiny. He nods, before he does the exact same movements with his gaze with the person next to him. Each stutter over their name, while the Alpha says nothing.

"She can now turn it off, protect others, and protect herself." "Did you guide her through any of this? She discovered all of that fast," Elizabeth questioned Evelyn. "No, she found out everything on her own. I only helped her in practicing," Evelyn replied. It was forbidden for Evelyn to introduce my abilities to me, I had to figure them out on my own. "What's the emergency that brought you here?" Samantha asked us and I looked at Adrian. "Tyler Beckett involved black magic in our system and the black magic witch is Eleanor," Adrian started and I could see the surprise all over their faces. Adrian and Roland started telling the Supreme Court everything, not leaving any details out.

The taxi came to a slow stop in front of the towering black iron gates of the Westwood estate. The sun was bright and brutal above, casting sharp golden beams over the grand white mansion that had once belonged to them—and now, belonged to her. Alaya Moore stepped out of the car, her black sunglasses shielding her eyes. She was dressed simply—fitted jeans, a clean white blouse, and her natural curls pinned up. No jewelry. No designer bags. Just quiet power. The moment her heels clicked onto the gravel driveway, a man in a crisp uniform stepped forward from the front entrance.

She had learned her lesson with Hera. Alyssa might just fit the bill. While she wasn’t as powerful as the Morris’, she was definitely easier to approach than Myra, the daughter. With Lancaster’s interest, getting a sample of her blood would be a breeze. Aurora positioned herself outside the girl’s house, waiting for Lancaster to come out. As he walked by, she leaned on her cane and stepped into his path. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed as he stumbled over her. “I can hardly see, please forgive me, sir.”