Chad Danforth Novels & Stories

His surprise was evident, but he accepted it with a gentle nod, savouring the sweetness of the moment. In that simple exchange, a silent understanding passed between them, a quiet acknowledgment of their growing bond and the depth of their connection. And as they shared the chocolates, each bite was infused with a sweetness that went beyond the confection itself, a symbol of their newfound love and the promise of a future filled with happiness and joy. *** Later, Donovan began to drive them back to the fraternity house. "Boma, your dad called. Permanent Secretaries have been appointed. Your dad is among and the swearing in ceremony is on Monday. There will be a dinner party in the evening. W

The whole pack stood in the square, watching in silence. Kael stood outside the gates, his blue eyes burning into me. Damon stood at my side, his body tight with anger. I stepped forward, heart pounding. My voice came out stronger than I expected. “I am not a prize for either of you to fight over The crowd whispered. Cassandra’s face twisted with hate. I looked straight at Damon first. “You rejected me on my birthday. You slept with her,” I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?”

“My stomach dropped. James’s expression turned serious. “Whatever is happening between you and Alpha Adrian… you should end it now, Rox. You don’t want that kind of trouble.” The bell rang, cutting off any reply. We stood and regrouped. Jack and the other alphas,except Adrian,waited at the front. One of them stepped forward: a tall man with his hair tied in a man bun and a neatly trimmed goatee. “Now that most of you have gotten the hang of the single-leg lateral hops with the bear hug,” he said, scanning our tired faces, “we’ll move on to the next exercise. He offered a small smile. “In case you forgot, I’m Liam, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack.”

The current or after what just happened, I needed to breathe. I walked toward him, crouched, and tilted his chin up until his eyes met mine. Red-rimmed. Broken. But clear. "You hesitated," I said softly. “And you did it.” "I'm sorry…” "Don’t be," I interrupted. "You stopped yourself. You stopped her." A slow smile curved my lips. "You’ve regained control." His mouth parted, stunned. For the first time in days, maybe weeks, Carter exhaled without pain. Damon approached, quiet now, no longer needing to step in. Ethan followed, a hand on Carter’s shoulder, offering silent pride.

Judge Hopper said kindly. Chad nodded and maneuvered himself in front of the witness stand. He looked around with big, sad, blue, puppy-dog eyes that used to move me as well. Now all I could see was a masterful performance. "Mr. Cartwright," Kensington began after all the courtroom pomp and circumstance of swearing him in was over, "thank you for joining us today. I know it's difficult for you to get around, after the incident." "Yes," Chad said. "It is difficult for me to get around. But I wouldn't be anywhere else. I need to save my son."

Chad Anderson’s. Every instinct in my body had screamed at me to go to Todd’s first, it was the natural thing to do, but I knew his parents. They would be in the middle of a major lecture, and the fact that he wasn’t answering his phone was a sure sign he was trapped in it. Whether it was guilt or caution that guided me, I found myself at Chad’s door, needing to know what he had done. Todd would never throw away a game, not for anything. Chad had to have done something unforgivable. The door swung open to reveal a butler with a bored expression.

Nolan: The knock on my office door came just as Alessandro left, thankfully before I said something I’d regret. I didn’t look up. Though the tension within the pack was not one that I did not notice, whoever came had masked their scent. Still, I knew that no one would be foolish to come and make a mistake like this one within my own grounds. “Enter.” The door creaked open slowly, and in walked Elder Mathew, ever regal in his pressed robes, his salt-and-pepper beard trimmed, posture impossibly upright. His presence always carried the weight of tradition. Of expectations. Of judgment.

He’s wearing no shirt, and the structure of his chest and stomach shows that he has been working out lately. He has blue shorts on and is barefooted. “Can you try to get in contact with Russell?” I ask him and he laughs. After I give him a deadpan look, he sighs. “You don’t just contact people like Russell.” Chad explains to me as he retrieves his laptop from his backpack. “I don’t care...find a way, I know you can.” I say, giving him an encouraging smile. He sighs loudly as he opens his laptop. He then begins to click on the keys in a fast motion, and in no time, I hear a steady beep as if he’s making a call.

He followed after me to give me a lecture. “This is one of the best deals we–” “You seem to forget who you are talking to, Ivan. Watch your mouth before I blow your fucking brains off. “ I was serious and he knew it so he stayed silent but not for long. “Look, we need this deal. Carter is going to be angry that you stood him up.” “That sounds like your problem, Ivan. Don’t just stand there. Get to work and fix it. “ Instead of leaving like any other employee of mine would, he sat down with me and poured himself a drink. He knew he could get away with doing it because he was the closest thing I had to family.

Chad returned. “Right,” I said as Chad slipped his flask back in his pocket and indicated himself with both extended thumbs, managing to keep hold of his cup in the process. For me, this was a work event, and I couldn’t really afford to get hopped up on whatever Chad carried in his flask or lose my mind (and my self- respect) out on the dance floor with my mother. The crowd was full of customers, and as one of the biggest wine distributors in Northern California, I needed to spend the day schmoozing, not partying.