Caleb Finn Book Novels & Stories

“If we want answers, we need information. And right now, the best source we have is Devon.” My stomach dropped. “No,” I said immediately. Caleb didn’t look surprised. “It might be the only way.” “I’m not going near him,” I said firmly. Images flashed through my mind. His smirk. His voice. The way he had looked at me in the hall. The way he had enjoyed every second of that test. “I can’t,” I added, quieter this time. “I can barely keep up this act around him as it is.” Caleb’s gaze softened slightly, but his voice didn’t. “You didn’t find anything about shapeshifters in the book.”

I wondered. I made up my mind that I was going to teach Everest a very good lesson. Having proven that she was stubborn, she was already getting wild, forgetting she was pregnant. In that case, I will definitely figure out a way to carry out my plans. I wouldn't let her put our child in danger because of her carelessness. Caleb walked in with a smile, making my face turn cold. He smiles too much for a man. "Finn, You're here!" I smirked, "You walked right into my quarters, where else do you expect me to be?"

When I made my decision, I needed to be absolutely sure it was the best one, and to help achieve that assurance, I needed to know as much about Caleb as I possibly could. “Will you come with me to the library?” I asked Cathy. She gave me a curious look. I explained, “I want to read up on Caleb’s life.” At the library, Cathy and I split up to gather as many books on Caleb as we can. She headed into the history section, looking for books on the war, while I moved into section holding all the biographies. To my memory, Caleb had written an autobiography in the past. Was there a better way to learn about a man than through his own words?

So was everyone in town. The room stopped spinning long enough for me to regain composure. "He's meeting them ... alone?" I struggled to spit out my words. Dad scrunched his brows. "No, his beta is with him, and Alphas from two other states." My swamped brain scrambled to piece everything together. Stories that Caleb had told me about enemies who had cost him his unborn sister. And Dad, who had lost his wife and unborn son. They were the same people who wanted to harm my brother, and Caleb was taking three other people, against what? An army?

“I wanted to know… why you’re here. And if you’re really going to help us.” Laila’s lips curved into a twisted smile, and she stood, walking toward him slowly, each step deliberate. “Such boldness,” she murmured. “You’ll make a fine alpha one day—perhaps even greater than your father.” She reached out, placing a cold hand on his head, her touch sending an icy shiver down his spine. Caleb’s instincts kicked in. He howled, loud and defiant, shaking her hand off as if her touch had burned him. Without another word, he turned and bolted out of the room, his heart racing faster than it ever had before.

“Our Mother’s first mates were the triplets of Conrad. They rejected her. Her second chance was Finch, their father. Monty is from that.” “She was younger, that is different,” Ada rolls her eyes. “How exactly?” Bär says. “Mom and Finch had the same age gap as me and Ingrid. They were happy and in love.” “I thought your dad’s name was Anderson,” Emma says. Bär and Duke share a look. “Anderson was one who originally rejected my sister,” Caleb tells her. “He got her back after Finch was killed.” Lewis wraps his arms around Caleb. For twenty years, Finch’s death has haunted Caleb. Finch died trying to help Caleb. Caleb survived to rule, to love his fated mate, while Ariella had to mourn, raise M

I retort harshly, he sighs. "Listen Gabriella, we have nothing against you, honestly. We only do what we do as a test to every newbie and it seems you passed it." He says and I deadpan. "If you don't believe me ask Jack, he's very aware of our culture here. By the way, I'm Fabian," He introduced himself and I couldn't not help but be confused. "You made me drink toilet water, locked me in the office because it's office tradition? How the hell does that make any sense?" I ask, hoping his explanation satisfies my confusion.

“Let’s get home or he won’t stop pouting.” I had a silly grin on my lips as we drove home. My heart felt full. I was lucky to have them, Kyle and Caleb. You can know more about my book and bonus content through mahimistry d o t c o m <3 I G : authormahimistry

He had changed back into his simple, slightly worn shirt, looking entirely too relaxed for a man who had just survived a four-on-one Alpha beat down. ​Elara sat across from him, her heart still doing that annoying little skip every time he reached for the orange juice. "Are you... are you sure you’re not hurt?" she asked, her voice soft. ​"I'm fine, Elara," Caleb said, his honey eyes warming as they landed on her. "I've had rougher encounters with mountain goats back home." ​"A mountain goat?" Finn snapped, slamming his fork down. "You’re comparing the Thorne Alphas to goats?"

Ignis began with seriousness, his eyes fixed on mine. Confusion overwhelmed me. “What do you mean, Ignis? I don't understand.” Ignis took a deep breath before continuing. “Caleb is indeed your predestined wolf, but he is not the wolf chosen by the Goddess to be the next Alpha King.” I turned to Caleb, seeking answers in his eyes. “How close are you to Alastair? How did you not know this?” Caleb sighed. “I'm not close to Alastair; in fact, he hates me. The truth is, I was banished from Rocky Mountain, and we didn't even talk about the next Alpha King.”