Romans & histoires Cal Trask

“I helped you eliminate the Alpha in the subtlest way possible, so you could become the Alpha. Is there any other way than that, to prove that I'm way superior to y'all, huh?" In recent years, the pack members at the Ridgewood pack, have witnessed instability within the Alpha's dynasty of the Ridgewood pack. Starting from the death of Alex Maximoff, Calista’s father, numerous conflicts, coups, and conspiracies followed, but Cassandra survived them all. However, Cassandra is believed to be the last surviving member of Maximoff's dynasty, and she intends to keep her power for as long as she can. "I’ve got the world at my fingertips, and I could snap this pack in half, with just a twist of my f

Calista replies, offering the stack of papers to my father which he refuses, pointing towards Cateline who's still cowering in the corner. "Studying business, am I right?" Calista nods again but her eyes light up as though she knows what my father is about to say. "Cateline here has realised being an Alpha is not suited to her. Since she's one of your neighbouring packs and I remember Gia being a strong and intelligent young woman, I wondered if she would be interested in the position?" "She would bite your hand off to take it." Zac laughs and my father smiles at him.

Grayson says, his upper lip curling in disdain. “It certainly is a possibility. The council is reviewing all facets and we have dispatched the TRACERS to find Alec.” The Tactical Response And Code Enforcement Rangers Squad, or the TRACERS are an elite group of highly skilled warriors that are on reserve for extreme occasions. They are employed by the Great Council and reside in Green Hill, when they aren’t on special missions they are rotated through normal patrol for the Green Hill pack.

Mostly because by the time I've realized I'd made a mistake, I would be dead. Tracy is a snake that will strike the moment you take your eyes off her, and I'm afraid because I now realize my eyes have been off her all this while. She's been living under my nose, under the gaze of everyone in the packhouse as Lucy with Merlin's help. She killed Karl, a Gamma of the Silvercrest pack, and on the night of his funeral, she would have killed me too. Tracy has always been willing to do whatever she has to do to get what she wants, and that makes her powerful in a way I'm not. I have to admit it. Tracy is a threat.

Iris’ pupils contracted out of reflex. Beside her, a trace of fear appeared on Travis’s expression. However, the two quickly regained their senses. Tyr Summers was not some tycoon, and Drake Tucker had already returned his favor, so now the man no longer had any connections with Drake. Why do they still have to fear him now?

“Ty?” “NO, EM! I already lost you once; I won't lose you again,” he says, making me dumbfounded. What did he mean again? Like a flash, he was gone, leaving me with most women and kids, along with a few guards ordered to protect us. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Lucian's POV "Lucian Dannelly. You should give up now!" I hear the voice of my tormentor snicker as silver shackles strain my hands and feet. Wesley Slate has captured me along with his sadist girlfriend, Hope. She's an evil sadist.

She hurriedly checked her bag to see if every necessary item was in it. After confirming, she picked up her phone from the desk, hung her bag over her shoulder, and quickly walked out of her office. She met her boss standing beside his office and they both walked out of the building together. "Take us to the Greys," He told his driver when they were in the car. Caitlyn tilted her head to face him. "The Greys? Why are we going there, sir?" They had handled a case for that family in the previous year and Caitlyn regretted it. They were a powerful family with so many enemies who were prepared to shed blood at every opportunity they got.

Adam is a man who keeps promises. TBC.

Andrew stood before me, a smirk on his face, looking every bit the traitor he had proven himself to be. “Andrew,” I growled, my voice rough. “What the hell is this?” Andrew chuckled, stepping closer. “Isn’t it obvious, Alpha? You’re the guest of honor. We’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time.” I strained against the ropes, but they were tight, unforgiving. “Why are you doing this? You were part of my pack. I trusted you.” He rolled his eyes, leaning casually against the wall. “Oh, spare me the heartfelt speech, Jake. Trust was your mistake. I’ve been following someone far more deserving of loyalty.”