Novel & Cerita Callum Drift

Ava sat across the room, arms crossed, watching me like I might shatter. I almost did when Ezra called. “Seraphine released a new video,” he said. “To the press. We don’t know how much traction it’ll get yet.” “What video?” I asked leaning forward. His silence answered me. “Where is Callum?” “He took the flash drive to his father’s study. Alone.” I was already moving, no I was running Callum I heard the door open but didn’t look. “I didn’t say those things,” Iris said immediately she stepped in.

I noticed Drake, he is not fully relaxed, he seems feels different and less distant but everything is still composed and controlled, but not hidden behind the same level of armor he wore everywhere else. When Callum handed him a drink, he accepted it without that tiny pause he usually had before agreeing to anything. “He's kinda different,” I said quietly. Callum appeared beside me like he’d materialized out of the walls. “If he's with me, he tries,” he said simply. You cannot sense any resentment or pretense in his voice just truth. “He always has,” Callum continued. “Being around people costs him more than it costs most people, but if something matters enough, he’ll do it anyway.”

"No, no Oliver. I am what you see. That's what has always been the issue with me. But you...I realize now why Charles entrusted you with...errands, as you call them. I only hope he doesn't regret giving you off." "He doesn't." Something passed between them in the look they exchanged and Callum turned to face the water. "I need to apologize to you." The beach was completely empty. It was the late afternoon, the hour and time of the year too inappropriate for walks by the cold sea. Callum's eyes were mirroring the color of the gray horizon ahead and the wind was playing with his bright red hair- it was scattered brightness on the dull background. "What for?" "I should've told you Liam is actu

The shot exploded through the tunnel. Callum’s body jerked. His hands slipped from my waist. “Callum!” He fell backward into the black water. And disappeared beneath the surface.

Nathan asked, but I tried to recall where I heard this name. “Because Reymond banished him after that incident. Even though he was ambitious and greedy, he has always been devoted to his mate, and Callum dared to lay his hands on Reymond’s mate. He didn’t even provide any medical aid to Callum,” Dad Sebastian told us and took a deep breath in the end. “Callum Hawk.” I mumbled but couldn’t recall where I had heard this name before. “Do you have any tracks on his whereabouts after he was thrown out of the pack?” I asked him with a serious expression.

Ophelia said, and I knew what we had to do. I whispered my idea to Drago, but fell silent when Callum, with indescribable stealth, ran up to Ophelia without her noticing and disarmed her with a single blow to the back of the head. The young man looked furious, so he grabbed the detonator and snatched it out of the she-wolf's hands. “Holy shit, that was impressive,” Jackson said in disbelief. “Ready, uncle,” Callum said, and I looked at Malec, who was smiling at him complacently.

"You don’t have to make this difficult, Elise. Come outside, and we’ll forget all about this little… detour you’ve taken." I closed my eyes for the briefest moment. He wanted me to believe this was about reclaiming me. But I knew Callum too well. He wasn’t here to take me back. He was here to make sure I never ran again. Dante lifted his rifle, eyes flashing. "We’re not playing your game." Callum sighed. "I was hoping you’d say that." The next moment, something crashed through the window. A canister. "Down!" Creed shouted.

At the same time, he seems to have lost interest in having any kind of deal with Callum, especially now that he knows the man is a traitor and a killer. “Aren’t you going to say anything?” James questioned him. Callum got up folding his hands behind his back. He took intimidating steps towards James. “Do you know what makes me different from you and him?” He asked jabbing James' chest with his finger. “I do not hide behind others to get my hands dirty. I get on the ground and dig the bloody mud without overthinking it. You two would have been nothing short of burdensome to me and I did what was best for us all. So, yes I killed Dante. Go to the king and tell him. Let's see what becomes of yo

reasons. “Goddammit, Callum,” I growl. I know Callum Hart. He’s a specialist. If Eleanor gave him the green light, he’s already positioned. He’s not going to miss, and he won't care if Ron is "the rebellious son" or just another Hwan in the crosshairs.

“God, yes. Silk dress, champagne, sunset. I’ll be intolerable.” “Ye already are,” Callum said dryly, then softened the jab by nudging her bread plate closer. “Eat.” The appetizers landed like works of art, and conversation drifted, lighter now that the sharks had swum off. Keiran asked about the helicopter like he hadn’t spent half an hour earlier pretending not to be impressed. “So, mo chridhe,” he drawled, “ye bought a bird that can outrun half our problems. Ye plan tae name it?”