Criminal Minds Fanfiction Reid Hides His Intelligence Novels & Stories

The rumor had come from one of my own guards a while ago, actually — a young one, new enough to still gossip carelessly in the mess hall like no one important could hear him. I’d caught the tail end of it in passing, the kind of story that traveled through packs the way rumors always did, growing a new detail every time someone repeated it. A waitress. A locked room. A chemical neither of them could explain. An Alpha who woke up robbed and alone, nursing a headache and a mystery he’d never solved.

I moved to the back of the cell, checking the heavy iron bars of the small window that looked out into the stormy night. Suddenly, a low, sinister chuckle echoed from the shadows of the adjacent cell. "I wouldn't try escaping through there if I were you, little hybrid," a raspy voice whispered. I froze, my blood turning to ice as a pair of glowing red eyes materialized in the darkness next to me. Someone knew what I was.

Desperate. Violent. Detached from consequences. Derrick folded his hands together again. “Desperate people are dangerous.” His voice stayed calm, but I could hear the warning beneath it clearly. “Especially those who believe they’ve already lost everything.” The Elder’s eyes drifted briefly toward the window, thoughtful. “If Raymond Fell truly helped hide these crimes, then Rowan likely grew up believing power erased consequences.” I listened quietly. Honestly, hearing someone else say it out loud made everything feel even more disturbing.

“Alpha Reid was here. And with what I found out, he had no idea how he got here. So before the guards could catch up with him, I had to help him escape back to his pack. At least before that, I was able to get the information about his pack. Do you know that they might be going through the same situation as us?” “Did I ask to know what is up with his pack? Judging from what you said now, you told him something about the pack’s issue,” He takes a few steps toward me after that. “What I want to know is how stupid you can be sometimes,” I do not know whether to frown or do anything else because it was strange that he had to call me stupid straight to my face. That was more like a violation to m

The least I can do is hold the vultures off while they try to survive the storm I helped create. I don’t contact Darren. Or Isadora. I never will. They can’t know. It would undo everything. It has to look like the universe tilted in their favor — not that their enemy became their ally for a reason neither of them asked for. Let them think I’m still the villain. It’s better that way. A week later, I get a call from Rhys. “We’ve done all we can.” “And?” “Reid stays on the witness list. The forensic review is being expedited. And a few internal memos... conveniently shifted tone after a visit from one of your people.”

I came back to my senses and realized I had given in to my wolf and satisfied her by touching the man I should not have touched. "Damn it," I heard him curse under his breath. "I’m not going to hurt you. Stand up and stay in your bed." I nodded and returned to my bed without looking at him. I wiped away my tears. I was so frustrated when I realized that I had committed a shameful act. I hid under the blanket. He sighed once more, and after that, I heard his footsteps, and then the door opening and closing. He left… *** REID’s POV What the hell did I do?

~ On the drive back, with no one to fill the silence, my thoughts turned dark. Marcus Reid. Out of jail when he should’ve been rotting. That bastard looked me in the eye with so much confidence, almost like he knew the cops couldn’t touch him and maybe they couldn’t. I gripped the wheel tighter, my knuckles white. Bennett always had a knack for attracting trouble, but this was different. This was targeted and personal. And if Reid was bold enough to jump us in the open, what else was he planning? And who was he working for?

Reid moved forward, reaching the front of the entrance door before he noticed the dripping of blood from the roof. He turned around and then saw Ezra looking up at the sky, he knew... Oh, he knew yet he walked toward Ezra and then looked up as well. There, he saw Gabriel's lifeless body chained to the roof in the pool of his blood. There was something else about Alexander’s personality that very few people knew. He was psychotic, whenever he was angry or Victor or Ezra or Reid, yes whenever any one of the four was angry, Reid's psychotic behavior erupts and he destroys anything or anyone.

I asked, my tone restrained by disbelief. "I'm not kidding. He was dragged away for stealing in one of the rooms on this floor, but the loophole was in the evidence and witnesses—making him escape the law," he said, his eyes locking onto my gaze sharply. "Then, how are you feeling now?" "Much better. Tomorrow I'll go back to work," I said, hiding the remnants of anxiety. A faint smile appeared on Reid's lips. "Good. If so, tonight come with me." "Where?" I asked, my curious tone mixed with a little alertness.