Calamity Bert Novels & Stories

An hour passed with Frank and his mother waiting impatiently. The stranger before they thanked him for everything. He had excused himself and called his boss for an update. Marcus and Nera arrived in Alabama the second he called, forcing Marcus to run to the bathroom to take the call. "What do you mean a bull attacked him?" Marcus yelled. The plan was to run the boy over with a car. "Sir, I was not sure I would not kill him with my car, and a car accident was going to be very dangerous," he explained.

His men quickly withdrew from the property. Bert stood there, barely able to keep himself upright. The butler immediately stepped forward to support him. "Sir, stay strong." "That bastard pointed a gun at me." Bert's words were cut off by a sudden surge of something in his throat. The next second, blood gushed from his mouth. The butler was alarmed. "Sir!" Outside, Liza looked back at the house, worried about Bert. He was too old to handle such a shock. Fermin brushed it off. "Don't worry about him. Get in the car."

Debris from the car was scattered everywhere and Bertha's right shoulder was injured by debris. The pain spread from her shoulder to her entire body. Blood flowed from Bertha's white arm. Tommy, Donald is scared. They quickly stood up to observe her situation. “I hurt you. I deserve to die.” Tommy slapped his face in frustration. Bertha tried to control the pain. “It's okay, this isn't your fault.” Mangotan exploded, indicating that the car was set with a time bomb. Up to this moment, Bertha was thinking about why the other person wanted to act at the charity party.

Finally, Bert, who is younger than them, decides to become a member of The Alpha of Blood Moon Pack. At first, they felt that it was okay if the three of them separated and served two different masters. Until one day, The Alpha of Blood Moon Pack was killed and Bert caught a conversation between the master and Vlad. From there, Bert became disappointed and angry. It never occurred to him if Vlad was able to carry out all the killings.

“It's the second time she bleeds, Dylan. She swore that she wouldn't eat anything unless you come to see h—” “The shifter that she had an affair with, the father of her pup, have you found him?” Bert got interrupted by Dylan. “You should be ransacking the whole Seattle to search for him instead of worrying about Lucy here. That's what you should be doing as my Beta.” “Leave it to me.” I told Bert via mind link. "Want a cup of hot choco?" I walked in after Bert left in frustration, raising the cup in my hand at Dylan. “Thanks.” Slurping his drink carefully, Dylan smiled at me while I just looked at him silently.

I stare at the spot his ashes disappeared from for one moment before I slowly stand up. My eyes traveling to the sky where I can still hear the helicopter making its getaway with Cora still inside. I take a deep breath, then move to Bert. He’s beaten and passed out, but that seems to be the worst of it. His wolf will have him healed up soon. I turn and look up at all my mates. If I could feel their emotions right now, I’d assume they are feeling a bit of everything by the looks on their faces.

Local time, 8:30 PM. Deep beneath the barren desert, the Bertley military base loomed like an iron fortress. Umbracia's four-star General Hesberg, clad in his sharp uniform, stared at the battle screen with a grim look. The latest report showed a devastating defeat: the Giant Whale's Fury tactic had failed, both Lords of War outmaneuvered, and the entire carrier fleet rendered useless. Alexander, an unstoppable force, was still carving his path into Umbracia.

His balance gave out instantly, and he crashed forward, face-first onto the ground with a heavy thud. Seeing that, Wendy rushed forward in a panic, trying to shut off the big screen. Alas, her foot slipped, and she tripped over Hugh’s leg. As she went tumbling forward, her head smashed hard against the corner of the podium. She clutched her head and screamed in pain, all dignity gone. At the same time, the giant screen flickered again. The footage from the airport suddenly switched to another video. It was the unedited surveillance footage from the computer room that day, when Hugh and Jocelyn had secretly plotted to frame me.

And so I watched. He did not move from the floor for a very long time. Sera sat beside my fading light and held what remained of my hand, and he lay with his forehead against the stone where I had spent a year, and none of us spoke. The torch burned lower. The black at his lips spread, very slowly, the way frost spreads across stone in the hour before dawn — patient, without hurry, as if it had always known it would have the whole surface in the end. Once, the Beta came to the top of the dungeon stairs and started down. Damien said — without lifting his head, without moving at all — "Go." The Beta went.