Cmdr. Cameron Dennis Novels & Stories

Don chuckled. "No no. That's not what I meant." I chuckled at him. "I meant what's your position?" I asked him. "Third in command." He stated proudly. "You're really young." I commented. He tried to discreet and flexed his muscles. I giggled and shook my head. "Anyways, where is Alpha Aaron?" Felix asked him. "He's somewhere in the pack house. Why?" He replied. "Does he know we've arrived?" "Yes, I've informed him. He said he'll let you two settle in and then asked me if I could bring you guys down after." He replied.

Meanwhile, he furrowed his eyebrows and looked toward the police car driving toward them. He could sense a master’s presence! The car stopped, and a middle-aged man about 40 years old dressed in a black casual outfit got out of the car. The middle-aged man asked, “You’re Kayson Yarde, right?” Kayson nodded. “I am.” The middle-aged man smiled. “I’m the vice-captain of Admiralporium’s second division, Sergio Ginn.” Kayson did not attempt to pick a fight after noticing how he was rather polite. He asked, “Are you here because of Connor’s incident?”

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

Damon: The office lights dimmed as I shut down the final report on Caleb. “I refuse to believe that he is going to be a traitor. There is something wrong about this. There is something that we do not know.” My eyes burned from the hours spent reviewing files, hunting leads that led to dead ends, and trying to piece together what the hell happened to a man who had never once strayed without reason. Ethan and Carter stood quietly nearby, their energy heavy with the same exhaustion I carried.

He had done nothing to make her want to stay but he needed her to. He would make things right. Alex's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Damien ? We have a bit of a situation here." "What?" Damien answered tightly. "Ah...the Beta is here." Damien frowned. "Whose Beta?" "Williams." "Handle him. I'm occupied," Damien said and nearly cut off the connection but Alex got in quickly, "He demands that we let him in and...just get over here, Damien ." Alex cut off the connection and Damien scowled, shoulders curving in. He was exhausted. Couldn't he take a break? Have some peace and quiet? Apparently not. He growled and rose to his feet.

It’s impossible to tell whether he’s anticipating my next move or just letting me think he is. I subtly clear my throat and open my mouth. “Damon, this is—” “Inspector Jones,” Cameron cuts in, his voice even but commanding. He flips his ID with a practiced flick of the wrist, the badge glinting under the sunlight, before slippin' it back into his breast pocket like he’s done it a thousand times. For a second, I’d genuinely forgotten he was even standin' there. Evelyn’s face tightens with a faint scowl.

“He didn’t survive.” The world tilted beneath me. “No…” I whispered. “Not Cal.” I hadn't gotten the chance to know him that well but he didn’t deserve that. None of them did. Abel ran a hand through his hair, his jaw tight. “Whoever this Dennis guy is, he’s not just clever, he’s ruthless. If he really wants Damon dead, then we can’t underestimate him for a second.” We walked in silence for a while, the crunch of gravel under our boots the only sound. It all felt like pieces of a puzzle that only made the picture blurrier.

(Sergeant Cammy) Finally, after a long-awaited time, the communication line on her personal desk has rung and the caller was none other than the president of Aeternum himself. "[Afternoon Sergeant Cammy… I have a new order to give…and it a top priority..Condition Red..]". (President Mies) "Condition Red…Understood Sir…". (Sergeant Cammy)

said Samuel. Some body is opening the door and go inside the class room, all Cadet were surprised with the new instructor. “Now he is your new instructor. The Completed One, the one who given tittle The Seven Soldier after his first mission, and the first Herrscher of Squad 105. Behold! LST-class Herrscher, Cornelio Halozy.” Said Samuel.

But Lucy had possibilities. The command and services company, which included the headquarters staff, medical personnel, and supply folks, was under the command of Captain Anderson Cara, a bookish-looking man, who seldom spoke or smiled. His file, which portrayed the legionnaire as efficient but not especially distinguished, had little more to say. A mystery wrapped in an enigma. Asset or liability? The next few months would tell.