Romans & histoires Chucky Jake Wheeler

That evening down in Mysticfall, Tyler Dawson entered the stone arch of the Lube mansion, bringing the raw news of Charles Whitaker’s sudden termination with him. "I didn't think Chloe would turn into such a lethal hunter, Ada," Tyler said, cracking the seal on a jar of mountain moonshine and taking a long draw. "The old man was begging on his knees in the snow, but her stick didn't waver once. I find her current scent rather terrifying."

Kasper said but he was confused when he saw Flint become more intense but then, he frowned. "Ha! I can't believe this! I thought she was hiding... What a daring person?! Where did she get her courage to act as if we're just nothing?! She's getting on my nerves! And it pissed me! It seems that she was expecting this to happen. I think... She also already knows your identity." "Hey, what are you talking about?" "That woman! She's Ace, the werewolf hunter!" His sentence made Kasper stunned. 'No way!'

I love seeing Camden become jealous. "Thank you." I reply shyly. "Anyway, congratulations you two. I should probably get going." Jake gives a curt nod before taking a step back toward the entrance. "Oh," he stops and points at Camden. "I'll be taking the best fighter out of Chicago title back." He points at Camden as he starts to walk backwards. Camden gives him a 'just try it fucker' look. Chloe shoves me again. The woman is relentless in her man hunting.