Chase Looney Before Accident Novels & Stories

“I had a mouse once that I caught in the trailer. But once Mama found out, Scratchy disappeared.” Knox winced. “That’s a terrible story, Sutton.” I nodded. “I know.” “It’s not your fault,” he added kindly. I looked back at the closed door of Candice’s hospital room. “What can you tell me about the accident?” “We had a positive identification on the driver, old Farmer Johnson was plowing his field when they both flew by. I had to make sure before I came to tell you. But he has identified Forrest in the line up.”

He grabbed the nearest person and ran outside. To hell with the appearance fee! To hell with grudges and enemies! It was all too terrifying. They were scared half to death, but the viewers in the live stream room were laughing like crazy. "Hahaha, did you see what Chase used to hit people just now?" "I saw it, a shoe. He almost killed someone!" "What do you mean? Did Chase run out barefoot?" "It was more than that. Didn't you see he grabbed the wrong person?" "I saw it, he grabbed Roxanne!"

But what she didn't know was that, in the back of his mind, something was off. Someone was missing. Chase. His best friend, his brother in all but blood, hadn’t even visited him in the hospital after the accident. He hadn’t checked in. Hadn’t even shown up tonight. It was a thought that dug under his skin like an itch he couldn’t scratch, but he pushed it aside. ‘Focus.’ Then came the big moment. “There’s one more thing I want to announce tonight.” The hall became silent. Everyone was already expecting it, but still, no one dared to blink.

This was the first time we had ever been alone together without some crisis or confrontation driving the conversation. "Tell me about your childhood." Dante broke the silence. "Before you joined Crescent Moon Pack." The question surprised me. Most wolves avoided discussing the time before their current pack because it usually involved loss or trauma. "My parents died when I was eight." The words came easier than expected. "A rogue attack that left me the only survivor." Dante's expression softened with genuine sympathy. "I am sorry. That must have been terrifying." "It was." I wrapped my hands around the warm mug. "I spent two years in an orphanage before Crescent Moon took me in. Adrian's f

himself lightly saying “come on, she could be acting” he told himself, though from the look of things she seems to be in a terrible mood, she was walking with her head down and had almost bumped into him, she apologised profusely and he was wondering why on her she would apologise so much for such a little thing, he knocked on the door after Todd’s secretary told him to go in, “come in" he heard and opened the door, ‘hello Mr Anderson” Stanley said but Todd didn’t wait for any pleasantries and said “you said you have something for me" “yes” Stanley said bringing out his flash drive a d handing it over to Todd who insert it to his laptop and asked “what am I looking for here" Stanley said “t

I wasn’t sure what angered me more what I saw, or the fact that I let myself hope we were finally going to move forward. He moved as if to speak to me, but Sara tugged his sleeve. “Can we go home soon?” “Soon,” he promised. “As soon as you’re cleared, we’ll get you home.” And then... The door burst open. “Mom! Mom!” Kael’s voice shrieked through the room like a blade, and I turned just in time to see him stumble in, blood pouring from his nose, his hands trembling. “Oh gods—Kael!” I was on my feet in an instant.

"You hit me?" Chase had never been treated like this by Naomi before and was momentarily stunned. "Chase! What really happened in that accident back then?!" Tears streamed down Naomi's face as she demanded an answer. Chase froze. Turning his head, he saw the old crash footage playing on the computer screen.

JADE The pounding of my heart was loud in my ears. I tried to stifle my laugh at the sight of the mood board in the room. Damien really underestimated me if he thought this would be hard to find. We have been playing Chase, the game, for the past half hour. And it has been good, more than good. So far, I’ve found everything he has hinted at and though she were harder than other. It generally wasn’t complicated. I barely had to use my brain for it. Just my sense of smell, which if I do say so myself, is good as hell.

Nor am I bothered when realize, I pulled half the buttons off my shirt in my haste to get undressed. The only thing that bothers me is when Ace’s eyes turn black once again and he screams and his knees buckle suddenly.

The room seems to tilt slightly, the air growing heavier as I process his words. “And?” I say, my voice steady only because I force it to be. He hands me a file, his expression unreadable. “The report confirms it was an accident. There’s no evidence that Ms. Hartman did anything to cause it. In fact, the hospital records show she was in distress for days leading up to it—likely due to stress.” I stare at the file in my hands, the words blurring together as guilt slams into me like a freight train. It was an accident.