Carl Grimes Chandler Riggs Novels & Stories

~ CARA ~ I’d barely followed any of the discussion. My mind kept replaying that phone call and the tension in Rig’s voice, the edge of desperation. Was he really that good of an actor? And what did it mean if he wasn’t? Charlie’s words in the car came back to me. That little speech about Rig being different with me—and my conviction about that same thing. I’d seen the shift in him. Noticed it. I could feel myself wavering, and that scared the hell out of me.

He looked like a leader—severe, but not too severe, but not entirely kind, either. “Stephanie Marielle Channer,” he said like a greeting and a condemnation. “Tyler Alexander Rogers.” Tyler dipped his head. It was a genuinely respectful gesture. “Alpha Raff Caldwell of the Stone Peak pack. It’s an honor to see you after so many years—” “And this was not how I imagined our reunion,” Raff interrupted, gravely and brusque. “Grayson Rogers is a pillar of the Twelve, as were all of your forefathers. When I received news that a rogue and his son and heir….”

When I look at Cal it makes sense for him to be one of the typically strong Wolves hired by Alphas to hunt down specific individuals. Did Grayson send him? "How much I am paid is none of your business. Now you can either hand the girl over, or I shoot you in the heart," Cal says. Obviously Reilly feels the weight of the threat. Cal has displayed his skill with an arrow beforehand, and with no way to protect himself, Reilly has nothing to do but obey the hired Huntsman. "And piss him off?" There is is again. Him. Who is this man no one is telling me about?