Dalton Veil Novels & Stories

Her mother was assuring Hailey that everything would be fine, while Ellen just gave her friend a shoulder hug as they sat beside one another without uttering a word. "Dalton is in love with his wife. He is no longer the same person that we know," Hailey said in a shaken voice, trying so hard not to allow the tears that were lurking behind her eyeballs. The only person she could afford to be vulnerable before, was only Ellen and no one else.

Dalton had duplicated the key so he could get into Steve's basement. Today he was sure he would manage to sneak in there. Apart from the pressure from Harvey, Dalton also realized that he had been stuck in the same position for too long. Actually this case was not so difficult that he felt toyed by Steve. Was it possible that Steve realized that Harvey was spying on him?

“It was quite refreshing, as we had the opportunity to spend time with nature and it was a sight to behold” “I’m glad to hear that,” Reid said warmly. “And the Thornvalle Pack? Did Alpha Elinor treat you well?” Dalton nodded. “They were gracious hosts. Actually, you might want to send over a couple bottles of that single malt whiskey you hide in the cellar.” “Oh?” Reid’s tone lifted with curiosity. “What for?” “For Alpha Elinor,” Dalton said with a grin. “Her daughter’s got married and i promised her some of your whiskey.”

And so, Dalton woke up one morning with one–half of his hair dyed red, one-fourth dyed blue, and the rest dyed green. After he spent an hour crying in the bathroom, he went down to eat his normally light breakfast. But two spoonfuls in, he was downing a big carton of cold milk. He glared at Nora who resumed her breakfast like she didn't dump a whole bottle of spicy chili powder on her brother's breakfast just minutes ago. Dalton left the breakfast table and marched towards his car. He was just going to get breakfast on his way to school and grab a wig as well.

I caught it sometimes — a flicker of a presence just out of view, a scent I couldn’t trace, a silence that arrived too quickly when I entered a room. And yet… no one said a word. The instructors treated me like any other Alpha candidate. A few were colder than others, but that wasn’t new. I was the Veilborn. Every step I took cracked someone’s sense of safety. But still, the sensation lingered. So when he arrived, I wasn’t sure if I should be relieved… or alarmed. His name was Damon Vale, and he joined the Alpha program three days after my trial. “Transfer from the Blackpine Pack,” Headmistress Calista had announced. “Late acceptance due to unusual aptitude scores and a request for special p

My Beta caught the blow, but if Alastor hadn’t come, Dalton’s wolf would have crushed Althea. “No! Please, baby! No!” Thalia’s screams resonated in the air, and it snapped me out of my thoughts. I found myself standing and still face-to-face with Althea. We both turned our heads to look at our Beta couple, and my heart was crushed at the sight before us. Dalton’s lower body, from his waist down, was burned, and he was having a hard time breathing. “Don’t leave me! Not yet!” Thalia kept crying as I rushed toward them.

Pudim's question pulls me from my reverie. I step away from the window, giving him a glance over my shoulder. “Isn't it obvious? Damon is trying to retaliate against our pack for ratting him out to the alpha king that he's about to start that shitty…” The next words taste bitter on my tongue, yet I force them out. “Dollhouse that destroyed innocent children in the past, and what better way to get back at the pack and myself than to use Veil?” I snort, snapping my suit from his hold.

Vale tries to explain but Dalton raises his hand and looks at her. “Do you have any idea what could have happened to you?” Dalton asks. “You promised me you would sit this one out. Had your dad not seen you. How did I not know you were in the field? How could do this?” “I can drop my scent,” Vale says looking ashamed. “I block the mate bond.” Dalton pulls Vale close to him as he can. “Don’t ever do that again! If I can’t trust your promises I can’t trust you. Don’t do it again.”

He obviously expected me to deny the charges. “Before that, I would like to present my men. I want the head-council to see how much damage that Talon did to my men.” Dalton bowed before Ariel. “Permission granted.” Dalton flashed me a confident smile, as he left the council hall to get his men. Few minutes later, he arrived with the men whom I recognised. They had red blotches all over their body, which was as a result of the black salt. The blotches would definitely fade away with time.