Captain America: Peggy Novels & Stories

“Yo, noticed how our captain has been spending more time on his phone, smiling.” They whistled in agreement. My body tightened, my hands freezing. “Probably a new chick,” another said, “his girlfriend doesn’t make him smile this much.” Another inched closer to him. “So who’s the new chick?” Zane knitted his brows. While I? I kept my eyes on my blank screen. The omega on their team flicked his gaze upward. “Or who's the new guy?” Across from them, my spine locked, my heart thumping.

I muttered and shook my head to thrust the thoughts away. “Sir?” I turned slightly. Kane my right-hand man — waited by the door with a folder in his hands. “I got what you asked for, Don” he said, setting the file down on my desk. “Her name’s Claire Avery. Twenty-two. Orphan. Works as an auxiliary nurse. Nothing special.” I opened the file and skimmed the pages. “No family?” “None.” Good, I thought, and closed the file halfway. For a moment my expression softened, then shifted into something more thoughtful.

The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her. "Guys, this is Catherine, our new little fish," said Miguel, who soon moved away from her as Diego approached to shake hands with the newcomer. "Welcome to the shark tank, dear. I'm Diego, your teammate along with Rogerio, that unfriendly guy back there," he said, pointing to the friend who was approaching. "I just didn't run to introduce myself," Rogerio nodded his head to the side as a way of greeting her. "Welcome to the shark tank. I'm Rogerio, as the speedy one over there has already presented."

"How was school today, little chef?" "Mama and I met Mike !" She exclaimed, and my heart skipped more than a beat. Hell, it stopped working. "Oh, really?" Rodney looked in my direction only to find that I was already looking at him. "That must be nice. Did you like it? Meeting Mike ?" "Don't mind it. He showed up at her school today." I explained quickly, for some reason. "And I told him off." "Yes!" She chimed again, finally getting the chance to answer Rodney's question. "He's so nice. Mike is Captain America!"

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

repeatedly. "Don't worry. We can solve it together." Aria patted her shoulder. Paggie was already 40 years old. Although she was malnourished, her eyes were still filled with hope. When she was about to say something else, the sound of gunfire sounded outside again. "I need to go. Xander, tell the chief of staff what she said." Paggie's movements were swift as she put on her military cap and secured her gun at the waist. Yet, she seemed reluctant to leave and looked at Aria as if she wanted to say something.

“I came to check on you. You look like you just fought a ghost.” I gave a humorless chuckle. “Not far off.” She swung her legs over the side and leaned into me just a little. It was the kind of comfort only kids could give—simple and honest. “I saw the Beta earlier,” she said after a beat. “He looked like he ate something bitter.” “Maybe he finally tasted his own decisions,” I muttered. Peggy tilted her head at me. “I like him. He’s… serious, but not mean. Not like the others. He gave me my first real dagger. He said I could use it if any boy ever tried to kiss me.”

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Everyone froze for half a second before Dante moved to answer it. When he opened the door, Jack escorted Peggy into the house. Peggy stood there holding a bag, her face neutral. She looked past Dante like he didn't exist, her eyes finding Killian instead. "Where's the hair?" she asked immediately. Onika handed her the hairbrush. Peggy took it, examined the strands caught in the bristles, and nodded. "This will work. I need a flat surface. A table or—"

I took a sip of the coffee she made for us and loved how she already knew how sweet I wanted my black coffee to be. “Yes. Don’t worry. You’re a billionaire. Don’t you guys make your problems go away with just a snap of your fingers?” “What, like Thanos? “Who’s Thanos?” “Good God, woman. Just when I thought you’re perfect. Gwen didn’t tell me you haven’t watched the Avengers.” “Gotcha!” Paige pinched my cheeks while chuckling, “Of course I know everything about the things Gwen loves.”