Dalton Veil Novels & Stories

Dalton stepped inside. His gray hair looked more disheveled than usual, and he was still wearing his coat. The sight immediately made my stomach tighten. Dalton was a man who believed in preparation, routine, and measured reactions. If he was standing in my bedroom after midnight, something was wrong, very wrong. He closed the door behind him and cleared his throat. "Alex, we have a situation." A humorless smile pulled at my mouth. "Another one?" He didn't smile back. "It's bad."

Marcus armed them both, but Pera noticed a strange mark on his arm from the earlier fight—a small tracker injection site. As they prepared to fight out, the inner vault door hissed open on its own. Darius stepped through with armed men, smiling triumphantly. “Nice try. But the virgin comes with me now. And you, Vale… get to watch the show.” Guards swarmed Marcus, subduing him with tasers and chains. Darius grabbed Pera by the hair, yanking her close. His hand shoved between her naked thighs, fingers invading her still-dripping pussy. “Time to sample what Vale’s been enjoying.”

Hades was investigating a group of underworlders who wanted me dead. ''Who are you and what do you want?'' I asked as calmly as possible, attempting to conceal my inner fear. The person was a man. Though tall, not as tall as Hades he was still at least six feet. He had a gentle and pleasant presence, with a kind smile. His shoulder-length brown hair and unique eyes stood out. They had a glassy appearance and were violet in color. It was remarkably beautiful, but it was not Hades. His smile vanished. ''I'm sorry if I apologize if my presence upset you, my lady. I thought you might want some company while my lord is busy. I will leave if you ask me to,'' he said, bowing. I realized how rude I

The bridge liked parties. “Ledger,” Sable said, and held up vellum that caught the moon wrong. The words were rust water; the seal was green wax with tiny teeth marked in it like someone had bitten a pastry. HAZEL DALTON, PROMISSORY, CALLER’S DUE. Callers; Jacob Dalton. Harper Dalton. My mouth tasted like iron for a second, the bad kind, the kind that came from swallowing someone else’s choices. The tattoos warmed under Grady’s hand and stayed warm, no spike, no panic. He loosened his palm when I breathed and the porch light in my ribs stayed on.

Preparing for the final battle. The war for the Veil had truly begun. 🌙

I turn away from him, moving toward the far wall where shadows pool deeper, giving myself space to think. Because that is what this is now. A problem. Not the hunters. Not the wolves. Him. Rowan Varkas. The last Alpha standing in a world that has nearly erased his kind. And somehow— The one person I should have walked away from immediately. “You’re planning something,” he says. I don’t turn. “No.” “Yes.” “You don’t even know me.” “I know enough.” That almost makes me laugh. “You know nothing.” “I know you stayed.” Silence.

He lost his whole family, even his mate is gone. “How did you find me?” He asked. “Oliver traced Elias’ movement from his phone. We placed two and two together, and followed the trail.” He nods and leans on the table, placing his elbows on it to support his weary hands holding his face. “I’ve always wanted to strangle the life out of his body.” He says, referring to Elias. “He held my head up to watch what those vampires were doing.” He added. We stayed in silence for a few minutes. Alpha Tate is still holding his face in his hands, mulling over everything that has happened to him.

Author's POV It was 8am in the morning, Damian woke up staring at the ceiling, “I shouldn't have screamed at her that way.” He muttered under his breath, He sat up on the bed, there was a sudden knock on the door. “Come in,” He said. His voice calm and cold, the door swung open, it was his right hand man, Victor. “Good morning Mr. Blackwood,” He said bowing his head. “Have you checked on Elena?” Damian asked, thickness slipping through his tone. Victor lifted up his head, “Yes Sir, she's still asleep.” He said, his voice low and sharp, “Cancel all schedule at work today, I will be at home to spend more time with Elena,” He said, fixing a pointed stare at Victor, then he continued. “Make sure

Still, he held himself back, clenching his jaw. Levi gestured at some men who were standing behind him. The three men walked up ahead and removed their hoods, revealing their faces. Dalton staggered backwards. He stared at the three men, deeply shocked. “You stabbed my mother… you killed her. You killed my parents.” Dalton voiced out, finding it hard to believe that the same person we’d considered to be our savior at that time, was the same person who’d caused the war among our kind. There was a pin drop silence as everyone glanced at Dalton, fearing his reaction. He was fuming.

Dalton was a man filled with gratitude. In the past, Camryn had saved and helped him out of the goodness of her heart. He had been repaying her kindness since then and now had become her right-hand man. Aunt Evelyn had thought about matchmaking the two of them as she found Dalton reliable. Dalton did not hold Camryn in contempt just because she was blind. What was more, he was interested in Camryn, but he concealed it so well that no one noticed it.