Captain America: Peggy Novels & Stories

Alex POV “No!” I yelled. I raised my arm but the arrow in my chest made my body cry out in pain. He raised his axe, but slammed it into his palm. He shifted on the spot, panting like a wild animal. “Who are you?” He demanded. “What?” “You look like her,” he said. “Who?” “Peggie.” Who’s Peggie? The words were on the tip of my tongue, but Enzo’s wolf jumped in front of me and shifted out of his wolf skin.

“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.”

he grumbled. I must admit, my attention wasn’t exactly on him or his words, they were fixed on the girl I couldn’t tear my eyes from. “Hey?” his voice called out, pointing out that I was already moving before I knew I was. I ignored his words, reaching where Megan sat. “Hey,” i smiled at her. She beamed. “Hey,” Her voice was low; I doubted she knew what she was doing to me with the way she dragged out the word captain.

What were these guys doing here? The voice came instantly. “What a surprise. To think we'd meet the thief.” Vanessa said, “She's even drinking away our money.” I ignored her words, and my eyes zeroed in on Joe's arm around her waist. It hadn't been up to a day, and they were already in each other's faces. Heat flushed to my cheeks and I looked away. “Captain, you shouldn't be around someone like her. And that's why I dumped her.” Joe's voice came and I felt so small.

I ask because I really want to know. She swallows, "oh no doubt I'm starving, but this," she points the fork to the food, "it's amazing." I smile at her and continue, "there is a title that is right next to mine, but we'll come back to that," she nods and continues eating. "Next is Beta Chris, he's my second in command, he provide support and intell, like the VP of a human company. His mate is Beta Cynthia, my sister. Then there is Gamma Steve and he's mated to Leah and her title is Gamma Leah. So the Beta and Gamma work directly under me. The Gamma is like the head of our Army, he's in charge of warrior training, patrols and guards." She takes a long drink of her water and sits back.

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

And Kline's lavender scent, once cool and pleasant, was now chillingly sharp like a knife hidden in the shadows. “Is there a problem?” Kieran was the first to speak. Her voice was flat and cold, but it held a power that made the listeners' hair stand on end. Her grey eyes stared at the thugs with an empty and emotionless gaze, as if looking at filth not worth her attention. “N-no, nothing,” the leader of the group, who seemed to be the most sober, quickly replied, stuttering. His survival instinct told him that the female Alpha in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

Odette propped herself up so she could kiss Rhada on the shoulder. "Do you want something to drink, Rhada?" Odette inquired. Rhada nodded. "Some crushed ice would be nice...thank you," she added. Odette hopped up to fulfill her errand. Timothy decided to restart the 'On Demand' movie the gang had been watching while Rhada and I were busy. It was Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Guaranteed to have the Amazons groaning over the unrealistic combat maneuvers while ogling the man-candy.

the captain's words trailed off when she cast her dark brown eyes to the girl standing next to the cop. "I'm Carmen Velázquez Vega," came the girl, "but you can call me Carmen." "Well, nice to meet you, Carmen," responded the captain who gave the cop a quick subtle glance, probably of how all of that was happening. "I know you'd decided to put a pin in this project but she showed up and we can at least help her out," came the cop, all of a sudden trying to sound professional for some strange unknown reason. Captain Claire narrowed her eyes at the cop before her lips began to twist into a smile. She turned back to Carmen.