Chuck Hansen Novels & Stories

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

Trying to stand up, my legs feel wobbly but I manage to grab onto a chair before I fall and I turn my head. There, sat Austin Dechart with a smirk on his face and I could feel my blood run cold. "Hello principessa. Long time no see."

“Mira helped with the seating…” “It’s undercooked,” Nolan cut in, pushing his venison slightly aside. His tone wasn’t harsh, but final. The elders chuckled politely. “A wolf’s palate is a difficult thing to please. And with an Alpha like Nolan, I wouldn’t have thought that it would be that easy to please him.” I set my fork down slowly, biting the inside of my cheek. “I will be sure to take note and tell the headmistress to be careful next time.” Nolan did not respond. Instead, he took a sip of his wine before turning to the elders as if I was some kind of ornament that was on the table, and at this point, he treated me like I was an ornament that he wanted nothing more than to get rid of.

“Where are you going?” “Shit,”Ethan curses under his breath. He takes a breath, composing himself, then turns around. “Duncan, I need to speak with James.” The man in the doorway is shorter than Ethan, and has blond hair scraped into a bun. He’s wearing a blue tartan kilt—so he’s not one of Ethan’s clan. He grins, then gestures behind him. “Come inside,” he says. Ethan pauses for a beat before he sighs. He heads back toward the door, his hand still clasped around mine.

"Alright! Kid, please help me adjust my internal energy!" Hansen spoke eagerly, sitting on the ground with the bottle before him. Chad nodded, took out a needle, and was about to begin when Hansen interrupted him. "No, this time, I'm going to break through and forcibly reverse my ascent. This is against the natural order and will result in punishment from the heavens."

Cassie said, pulling me into a quick hug. "It's stunning," I said, looking down at it again. "If we talk too long, you'll be late for the ceremony." The woman said, giving Cassie a stern look. "Yes, sorry, Athena, this is Helen. She is the one who does all the hair and makeup for mating ceremonies and any big events in the pack." Cassie explained, walking toward the chair she had placed in front of her. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Helen," I said, giving a quick smile.

HAHAHAHA NOW YOU'LL FEEL THE PAIN I FELT" Helena said Andres wasn't himself anymore he turned on the speakers and played some music. he mercilessly murdered each one of the people in front of him. When he finished killing all of the people around him Helena went out of his body and hugged her son. "Thank you my son now shall we go and get out of here" Andres nodded before falling into a deep sleep... When Amalia woke up she went out of her bed and went out of her room she was shocked when she saw blood everywhere she followed the blood

Holy shit, is he about to…? I hear the pop of the cap on the shampoo, confirming my suspicion. Chase Walker is about to wash my hair. Is this real life? Somebody pinch me. A sigh slips from my throat as his fingers sink into my scalp, massaging the shampoo into suds as my eyes slide closed. “Mmm…”

"This indeed is problematic...sister. I don't understand this but I assume all of this happened to Lady Athena once..." "Her dairy may help us..." he spoke. "Her dairy has no such thing, Father." "Then we have to search for Lord Czar's journals..." he answered twitching his lips. "Cousin, I might have the solution to the problem..." Debrah said in hushed tones. "And what is that?" "I have met a monk...in Russia. He knows about all the witches and the wolves and he knows about the humans mating with wolves and producing a hybrid." "I believe if I bring him and let him check our sister in law...he might be of any use to us."