Novel & Cerita Daphne Blake Mystery Inc

Instead, I just glared. “You heard me,” Daphne said. She held her hand out, and one of her lackey’s placed a knife into her hand. Her eyes still held hatred, but now a smile graced her lips, stretching them wide. She looked like she was out of her mind, standing there, the moonlight glinting off the metal of the blade. “Beg.” I guessed that blade was silver, for her to be this confident. With my wolf revealed, nothing else would kill me.

Daphne checked something on her phone before dropping it back on the table, "What did you call me out for?" I bit my lip thinking of how to tell Daphne while she was sipping her drink majestically, "I met with Anthony today." The drink fell from Daphne's hand and poured on her, I hurriedly grabbed a napkin from the table and used it to wipe her shirt, "What? You met who? and why?" Daphne stood up from her seat and sat next to me while I sat back on my seat, "I needed his help because I'm being blackmailed."

The way she leaned in, feigning concern, spinning her web with silken threads of deceit—I knew that game too well. "Roanne's no fool," I murmured, tracing a line on the misted pane before wiping it away with the sleeve of my leather jacket. She wouldn't be seduced into Violet's ranks, not with the steel spine she carried beneath her cashmere sweater and the fire of ambition lighting up her eyes. The buzz of my phone shattered the silence, vibrating against the cold bench. "Blake," I answered, the name coming out as a growl. "Damien's gone missing," Blake's voice held an edge sharp enough to slice through the night.

staring at Black up close was making her so anxious and scared of trying the truth. “Four years ago, that night that we slept together... would you believe me if I told you I got pregnant and gave birth to your babies?” Daphne said with pleading eyes, her hands trembling and her soul peeping from her eyes. Black didn’t have his cold face on tonight, lucky for her. “I believe you, sweetheart,” Black said. Daphne was shocked by his quick answer. “What?” She exclaimed. “I told you that I know everything Daphne, come to think of it, I started my investigation after you confessed to me by yourself. You were drunk” Black said with a known smile.

Madam Dorothy replied. Clenching my fist, I mumbled under my breath. “That omega is not trustworthy. I heard that ever since she came into our pack, there have been so many cases of murder and attacks from the vampires. What if… What if she’s a spy? I did some research and found out that her pathetic mother was nothing but a mistress to the beta of Dark Iron Pack, and she’s an illegitimate daughter.” I scoffed in disgust. “Alyssa, I know that Eleanor must have told you really cruel things about Daphne, but those are not true. Daphne is a good person, and…” Madam Dorothy was still speaking when I interrupted, clapping in sarcasm.