Caleb Kennedy Nowhere Novels & Stories

Curiosity getting the better of me, I asked Lennox, "If Kaleb knows you're good at what you do, why does he still hate you?" "Because I haven't met his standards," Lennox replied, maneuvering the steering wheel to take a sharp exit onto a ramp. Perhaps Kaleb's upbringing had something to do with it. "Wasn't his dad a Navy SEAL?" I questioned. Lennox frowned. "How do you know that?" "Blake mentioned it once," I answered, tapping into my recent texts. "I AM SUCH A LOSER!!!" - Colby I straightened up as Colby's message seemed off. Before I could even reply, another text appeared.

Across town at the Soul-Forge, Nadia watched the live stream on her laptop. Lucian stood there in his sharp suit, a stoic mountain of Alpha authority, while Abbie leaned into him, her designer gown fluttering. Nadia took a shaky breath and slammed the laptop shut, the screen's glow vanishing like her remaining hope. The office door creaked open. Kaleb stepped in, his eyes burning with protective rage. "Nadia, what the hell is he playing at? Standing there with her in front of the cameras... He's practically announcing she's his Luna."

"And nobody approaches her unless there's an immediate threat." "Yes, sir." Kane ended the call. His gaze drifted back to his phone. Your new place looks expensive. Her father's message. He had known where she lived. He had known about Kane. And now he'd disappeared. Kane didn't believe in coincidences. Not when Mona was involved. He opened the file on his desk. Mona Fields. He'd learned more about her than she knew. Her employment history. Her previous address. Her current building. Her friends.

“Save it. We’re not doing small talk.” She leaned back slightly, her expression sharpening. “Alright then. Let’s not. What do you want?” Fab stepped forward, her voice cool and sharp. “Maybe some honesty for once?” Nora turned to her. “I wasn’t talking to you.” Caleb cleared his throat. “And trust me you really don’t want to talk to me either.” Nora’s gaze slid back to me, this time more guarded. “So… you live in California now? Thought you were based in Korea. Was that just a cute little vacation with Blake?”

I swear I am seeing ghosts now. “I know what you are thinking. It’s not Dominick. This Kaleb and this is his dad Liam. Kaleb is the beta of a pack in the pacific northwest. He is also Kylani’s mate. Your damn fiance better not come looking for you. I don’t feel like dying today.” Tarlek explains.

"Who's there?" "It's me, Caleb. I saw them when they were walking me past to put me in my cell. It's good to see you, man." Caleb. He was from Greywood. What was he doing here? And why was he excited to see me? I barely knew him. "What are you doing here?" "I brought Vivian's parents. Zeke's gone mad. And they were bringing a mob to their house. We took off, and here we are. Why are you locked up?"

Paul said and they all started at Kyle telling him to say it “Caleb is the spy, working for Renetha, he was the one who cut me with that Gazemel blade!“ “What!“ “That's not true…” “Who is this Caleb?“ “Caleb George, son of Noah George!“ “Noah George, that rich dude, Sandra worked under him!“ “Yep!“ Kyle said “So what are we going to do?“ “Keep pretending y'all don't know who he truly was, he is the spy, we have to be extra careful around him, do not reveal anything concerning our plans around him!“ Paul said and they all nod their head in agreement.

Caleb looked less cold and more openly irritated, which was somehow friendlier and also more concerning. Kaden stopped in front of me. “You heard.” “Yes.” “He wants to see you.” “Yes.” “He’s not seeing you alone.” “I wasn’t planning to sneak out and meet my ex in the woods,” Caleb muttered, “Good start.” “He could be lying.” “He probably is lying,” I said. “Or half-lying. Or doing that thing he does where he wraps one truth in ten manipulations and waits for somebody to confuse that with sincerity.” We later left for the north side of the territory.

Didn't deserve to be pawns in a forty-year vendetta. The phone buzzed. Another email. "Sweet kids. Evan's getting big. Maya's adorable on that swing. Sleep well knowing I can reach them anytime. Tomorrow the real fun begins. -HB" Caleb read over my shoulder. Made a sound like a wounded animal. "We're getting them out. Tonight. Somewhere he can't find." "Where? He's been inside our lives for months. Maybe years. Where haven't he already mapped?" The phone rang. Unknown number. Caleb answered on the speaker.

If NO ONE has been able to find the Santonio Estate, then why would they be able to? Maybe….maybe if we had Astrid… She’s the best tracker I know of. But they still hadn’t found her. Or Scarlett. Or Alpha Skylar. Which reminded me. Caleb had to fill me in on everything he knew about their plan. I figured now was as good a time as any. Not that it mattered. There was a good chance we’d wouldn’t get out of the Santonio Estate alive – or ever. “Caleb,” I said, just as the van veered left. I smacked my head into it. The road suddenly became very bumpy. (I took a mental note of it). “What can you tell us about Alpha Skylar and his plan?”