Romans & histoires Dash Baxter

Maybe the stars were aligning for me without me having to lift a finger. “Youre from the FBI,” I said as I shook her hand. “Then you know why I'm here. So let's not waste any time on small talks. We're investigating the death of Mr Baxter.” “Okay?” “And we were informed you were attendant at the event held in the yacht of which Mr Baxter was also present?” I smiled, and pointed to the lounge area. “How about we go in there and talk better?” “How about you cut the bullshit and tell me why you left early.”

I call out to him, and Lion starts to whine, but Theresa comes to his side at that moment, probably to ask him why the hell he hadn't told her about his daughter, "This is Midnight, Lion's daughter. Mid, this is my best friend, twice removed third cousin and biggest fan, Baxter." Baxter gives her a big smile and a casual wave with his hand. Mid stares at him like he's the world's biggest delight and can't wait to eat him, which at this point doesn't surprise me. I'm starting to realize that this half-human omega is somehow more perverted than I am. And that's... pretty funny. I've never met someone who was ‘more something’ than me. "Are you mute?" she asks him directly. Baxter looks at me to

Alpha Nicholas "So I get why you changed your mind about talking to anyone, but why were you hiding in the bushes when they all ran? Surely you would have known that you would have been caught?" Shane asks Alberto as I sit back and let him take the reins. "That's what I was hoping for," he grunts.

Cecilia stood, her face a mask of calm, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of surprise at Asher’s presence. "Camilla," Cecilia greeted. "And Asher. I wasn’t expecting to see you today." Asher’s brow furrowed. "Is there a problem ?" A heavy silence fell over the room, and it was Daniel who finally spoke. "Blaze has escaped.”

“I believe that Baxter has something to give you.” Adam looks to me. Stacey- Baxter is not a beast, he hides as one, but he has no beast. He has magic. “Yes,” Baxter’s smile becomes slimy. “Earlier I found a servant betraying you in your own home. I took care of the problem.” When Baxter opens the tray, we all scream in terror. And Adam pins Baxter against the wall by his throat.

Daniel emphasized and explained “Baxter might have been assured that the casualties would be limited to peripherals not his trusted aides…. Which would have been the case when Ed walked out, the others would have followed as there is no reason for them to stay.” “Three problems with this theory.” Shaun spoke “First, why was Dana sick after telling us?” He counted on his fingers “Second, then why did he leave the room?” “Third, no one left the room with us. They were still bickering about chief’s insolence when I walked out.” Shaun added after a pause “I was the last to leave.”

“What’s going on? And don't tell me that nothing is wrong. I know that you're trying to hide something, I can tell.” He hesitated. The pause was too long. I stepped closer. “I saw Damon earlier. He said someone was found in the woods. But he didn’t tell me anything more. They say that she was bleeding. What happened? Who is she? How did she end up here?” Ethan exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s true. A woman. Injured. She was barely conscious when we found her. She was walking, she begged us to tell her how to leave, and then she just passed out.”

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

“Boss” Bruno rushed into the office looking all hyper and confused, Nathan who was reading a journal immediately knew something was wrong with the way his assistant rushed into the room. “What is wrong Bruno?” “Mr Baxter has been rushed to the hospital, apparently someone attacked him with a knife in the prison” “What!” Nathan shot out of bed as he immediately grabbed his phone, “what hospital?” The question was on his lips as he rushed out of the office, Baxter was one of his solid pieces of evidence, he could not lose him.

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.