Carl Reading Invincible Novels & Stories

I pulled my phone out and called my father. I explained everything from the night before right up until now. I told him about Gideon being requested. I walked away from Jack and Amelia and told him about the connection I was feeling, and he told me not to worry. He would contact Evelyn and offer the full support of Carter and Sons. I thanked him and closed off the call before turning back to face Amelia and Jack. “Carter and Sons are offering their full support to the ADA and will back the case.”

The urge to slide my shoes off is insane, but I have zero energy to reach down and unbuckle them. “Anytime. See you at Saturday’s fight, man.” The male ducks and dives, throwing a couple of mock air punches with a smile, trying hard to impress Arry and getting all jocular and best buddy. I resist the urge to eye roll, now nestled in my seat away from his caring hands and slide down the leather to try and just calm the side to side waves going on around me. “My money is already on you, Bruv’. Tornado Carrero is a sure thing! I saw you at your last and you were on top form, that right hook is deadly.”

I don’t know if I want to know more but I need to. I stare at him, stupefied and holding my breath. My heart hammering in my chest and hands trembling because a huge part of me already suspects what he is hiding, even if it seems preposterous to normal people. Alexi is not normal people, he is Alexi Carrero; I know he has capabilities that are far worse than anything I have witnessed him do. His reputation through the years was not built on a myth. I know where this is heading, even if I don’t understand why he felt he had to go there and do this.

I told Sebastian all about it and he convinced our dad to invite all the children of all the chiefs that were in the same age range as us to dine with us at the palace on the full moon. We all gathered around and munched on the wild animals on the table and drank their blood till our fill. After the meal, Sebastian suggested that we play a game of combat. Sebastian made sure to pair me with the boy that I liked. I don’t quite remember what the prize was but I do remember that at our age, we would kill for it. Even though it was just a game that we played for fun, Caleb wouldn’t fight me, he lost to me on purpose because he was scared that he would hurt me, I knew he wanted the prize but back

A figure crashed through the glass, a blur of motion, of fury, of impossible timing. Carl landed on the floor in a roll, coming up with a weapon that had materialized from nowhere. The men froze. "DROP HIM," Carl roared. They didn't. The first man lunged at Carl, swinging a knife. Carl sidestepped, caught his arm, and twisted it behind his back with a sickening crack. The knife clattered to the floor. The man screamed.

I brought out my phone and typed a frantic text to Jax: Carl called. Moved it up. 5 mins. Construction site behind Physics. CALL COACH MIKE NOW. Tell him the location. PLEASE.* I hit send and bolted. ******* "Carl?" I called out, my voice echoing off the concrete shells. "Over here, Captain." He stepped out from behind a massive yellow excavator. In the pale moonlight, he looked like a ghost. He was shivering, his thin hoodie offering no protection against the midnight chill. He looked less like a blackmailer and more like a man who had completely snapped.

‎ ‎ ‎Carl, completely oblivious to the silent war happening right in front of him, wrapped his arm entirely around Victoria’s waist. ‎ ‎ ‎She stiffened, ‎ ‎ ‎He pulled her flush against his side, his fingers sinking into the burgundy fabric of her dress. ‎ ‎ ‎"Come on, honey," Carl sneered, shooting me one last triumphant look. ‎ ‎ ‎"The Elites are waiting for us at the VIP table. We don't want to keep our future business partners waiting." ‎ ‎Honey. ‎ ‎Hearing that cheap, disgusting word come out of his mouth directed at my—

I backed away and went around the couch, putting more space between myself and the two men, if one could even call them that. "I heard what your dad said," I told Cain. Leaning down, I picked the book up off the couch and held it in one hand. "You're a Lycanthrope," I said. Saying it out loud made it all click inside my head The whole bit about Cain telling me they were their own undercover organization; that had to be what the book referenced when it said that Lycans all lived together in secret. And the sub-human strength the book talked about would explain why Cain was able to kill that man with one punch. But there was one thing that didn't add up....