Cmdr. Cameron Dennis Novels & Stories

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

“Puppy, I’m stuffed.” “Eat it,” Cameron told him sternly. “F-k,” Rhett picked it up and took a bite. “Happy?” “Apparently Cameron has more mind control powers than I do,” Aislen tried to diffuse the situation. “That is interesting,” Connery agreed, his eyes on her face. “But I wonder if you’re just not sufficiently motivated?”

TBC So what do you guys think about this Dennis guy and who is he working for? Teaser: Apologizing to Damien...alone. Stay tuned!

Vane scoffed, “While you were busy visiting bars and wasting away, I was keeping Chief’s Tyrell’s legacy alive and doing what needed to be done.” Visiting bars and wasting away? I was fighting the fucking serpent that was terrorizing the pack and this motherfucker had the nerves to be talking nonsense? “I won’t stand for this…” I hissed. Vane scoffed and got to his feet, “Commander Damon – these are your new fellow commanders, Tenneson and Dogma.” I gave him a puzzled look and then scoffed. “What?” “Excuse us,” Vane said to them. They saluted and as they walked out, they paused to smirk in my face.

I'm beginning to think you are mute Mr British Liam Scott. I walk towards Liam and when I get to him, I stretch my hand down to him for a handshake " Hi, I'm callum Dove, the president of the student body council of the school and I'm at your service. " I say and beam. He grabs my hands for the handshake and instantly I flush, his hand is warm and I just felt the sparks. I have always wanted the kind of sparks mum had when she met Lori, that's why I haven't bothered with dating.

The proxies and regional commanders we have dealt with across the past years are not intelligent enough to have built this campaign. Someone is directing it. And of course,I heard Caden Voss was killed. How unfortunate” he said Zayden's jaw tightened once. "Dorian Vane," he said. The name hit the room differently depending on the age of the Alpha hearing it. The older ones recognized it immediately. Aldous went very still. A silver-haired Alpha two seats from the end,Brennan of Pale Ridge put his hands flat on the table slowly like

Six including Nasir but I didn’t know if he was still in the house anymore. “Jesus Vi. Every fucking time.” I moved my head, blinked, trying to put the face to a voice. My vision cleared enough to see Zeus, one of Vic’s friends and mine as well. They were both around the same age and both of them had helped in my revenge. “Where the hell is Desmond?” Vic sounded angry. “He’s holed himself up in the pack house. I tried to talk to him but it was Aamon and he wouldn’t give control back to my dad. I didn’t want him to go as Aamon, so I got Grandpa.” Poor Liam. He sounded scared.

Sam, on the other hand, finished the cleaning of plates inside the comfort room. He walks straight to the couch and read the intriguing choices for his career. He needs to think carefully and need to talk with the CEO. Because his phone is not on him—Sam decided to open his laptop while waiting for the Doctor to come. He sighed, and when opening the site of CAM, he is now seeing some streamers. [Welcome to CAM, find your ideal streamer!] It is the banner of the application as he is reading it. Sam hears a whimpering sound from his grandmother again. He rushes to the bathroom to get her bowl.

"Arthur told me to expect you." To Megan's uttermost surprise, the man looked to be in his late fifties; presumably the only one in the entire building who was. He was bald, African- she guessed West African from his accent- and quite muscularly sound for his age. He radiated power and authority just like Arthur did and for a second, the fear she had felt at the latter's sight came flooding back to her and she cowered a little. "Who are you?" she asked. "Dennis Ahmad," he replied, extending a handshake. "I'm the Director of UNCADTAR's paramilitary response's division. Or as I like to call it, Olympus."

Chris screamed immediately he saw the red dotted line indicating the police invasion. "Camren, we've been compromised. Get everyone out of the clan now!" "On it, boss! I'll alert the team and initiate the evacuation protocol." "And make sure to erase all traces of our operations. We can't leave anything behind for the cops to find." "Got it, boss. I'll scramble our systems and wipe our digital footprint clean." Camren responded. "Good. Keep me updated on the progress." "Will do, sir." Camren is Chris's right hand man in their illegal business. He handles the affair of the underworld when Chris is unavailable to take over the situations at hand. He's second in charge.