Darren Dalton Novels & Stories

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

do my best to help you.” Dalton walked up to him and I could see the relief clear on both their faces. Connelly pulled him in for a bro hug and smacked Dalton on the butt. Dalton growled and rolled his eyes but a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Connelly chuckled and made his way towards the door as Dalton turned and spoke up, “And he is back to his annoying self. Good talk. Now go get Nick. We have a lot to discuss. Y’all come back in about an hour.” Connelly winked at me, “Eh, 15 minutes should suffice. Alpha thinks he has that much stamina.” He scoffed playfully and I laughed as he shut the door behind him. I turned and my face was met with Dalton’s solid chest. He looked down a

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Chapter 73 Arthur’s POV It’s been eleven hours since Damian, Monica, and Adrian were attacked. Mom is still in the clinic with Ainsley and Justin. Damian shrugs and throws the pen he's holding on the table. “This is boring.” He complains. Everyone ignores him. We know him to be trouble, doing his things recklessly. “We should be out there, searching for him. Not sitting here, reading some bunch of fucking boring books and staring at gadgets.” He stated.

Darren cleared his throat as he said not knowing how to address her. " Dana... The name's Dana" the tanned lady said, introducing herself. Darren just shook his head and sighed exasperatedly as he said, " look, Dana. I hate to break this to you but, I'm not into any of this. I'm being forced here to be with you... I know it might sound disappointing as you might have been looking forward to this but, my father made you false promises. As you can see, I'm already mated to someone else." Darren craned his neck to show her the bite mark on his neck as he calmly explained.

We got to hang out at the packhouse more often and I became best friends with Trainors and most of the teens at the packhouse. It's been two months since we graduated from college. I now work as the Human Resource Manager at Selena Textiles– a factory founded by Alpha Lex, where Daniel is the CEO. Both Daisy, Dylan, and Arnold work there too. Prove out Arnold was not as bad as I thought! The thing that made him miserable was drugs and his high school in Jamaica. But since he broke up with Nico, and his father Rebuked him for using too much ebonics, excessive slang, and a weird way of speaking by omitting words, he has become normal. It was all because of Drugs.

Soren said smoothly, “I care for Raisel.” His words sounded so real, so natural. His fingers laced with mine, and for a moment, I almost believed them. “I can see that,” Beau Dalton’s voice was cold, his sharp gaze assessing me. His silver hair and slight wrinkles didn’t diminish his handsomeness. I could see where Soren got his looks. “I’m Beau Dalton,” he said, his British accent crisp. “A pleasure to meet you.” “Raisel Miller,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. He took my hand, pressing a kiss to it, his eyes boring into me. I glanced at Soren, who gave me a look that said, Stay calm.

his friend shook his head. "Why are you so afraid. Just introduce me to him and I'll do the rest," the guy insisted. His friend sighed in defeat. "Do you see that guy in the engineering bleachers, their captain ball?" he asked his friend. "Of course I know him. Who wouldn't know the famous Devon Dalton. He's the famous gang leader and no one would dare mess with him or his gang. I want to survive in this university." the guy anxiously chuckled, glancing at the engineering bleachers.

“Maybe you didn’t know, but I’m a neurosurgeon.” I blinked, stunned. “Since when?!” I had thought that Darren was solely focused on managing the pack and didn’t have any other work outside of that. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that he often disappeared at night, leaving right after receiving a call from someone. Could it be true that he was really a neurosurgeon? “Since... always?” Darren chuckled. “Come on, you don’t really think I just rely on my brother’s money for a lavish lifestyle, do you? My wife and daughter would probably leave me if I couldn’t buy them diamonds.”

I wanted to scream at her that I’m not interested in her or in shares, but then I thought to gossip a little. "Rita, how is Ryan Damison as a boss?" I try to sound in a non-stalker way. “He is very... neat. I have never seen him improperly dressed. Although he looks a little scary and intimidating, he always smiles at me. I think he doesn't like touching other people as he always maintains a strict professional distance. Once I was passing by him-” This dumb fangirl is beyond help. *Cough* "Rita, I mean as a boss." I specify on the last word.