Deltarune #paper Trail Novels & Stories

Had she been earlier, they could have gotten to Tracy before the hunters got her. Aron searched the room for possible traces of Tracy, and he found one. A dagger with a Delta emblem printed on it. “Luna, take a look at this.” Aron showed her the dagger. Ember felt weak all of a sudden. She could have save Tracy from those fuckers. She grabbed a chair and sat on it. They already had it in their hands but it slipped. Finding the Delta warriors is not easy. “How come the residents here didn’t even hear anything. There’s definitely a struggle here, how can no one’s even interested.” Ember didn’t see even a single soul getting curious. It was like nothing happened inside the apartment.

“No sir.” He sighs with half a growl as he backs out of the van. He walks closer to us, stopping at the bottom of the steps, his delta aura blazing hot. It’s strong enough that Cole backs away from the steps with a small whimper, taking a seat on the glider beside the front door. “What’s your name, by the way?” “Delta Steven Ashman from White Ridge.” He states impatiently while holding his hand out for a shake. “Nice to meet you Delta Ashman, I am Alpha Demetri Black. The last I was informed the Black Moon pack was supposed to be transporting them part way home.” I respond back.

I even giggle when I overhear her asking Slayne what on earth de-throating means. I take a team of six with me, guys who are mostly of Beta blood, but Delta Billy has sent two Delta Warriors too. My first job is to track Manzitti’s phone. We get the coordinates and I am perplexed when I realise he is in the territory of our ally, The Silver Shore Pack. Well, that just doesn’t make sense. I key the coordinates into my GPS and lead my team on the mission to find our Alpha.

You’re eerily calm about all of this. Is that really the most important thing right now? I ask. No. I can almost see him mentally shake his head. I just - I’m not calm. I don’t know how you are. Jeremy breaks into the mindlink. Delta, Gamma, at the end of the drive, there is a deer path. Follow it for about five miles to where it meets a stream. Then turn south. You’ll run right into the camp after about three miles.

“Ash you don’t need to do this. It doesn’t matter to me if you did kill the pack, what matters is you tell me the truth” “But I am Christian, I am telling you the truth” Christian shakes his head and leaves me standing in the dungeon, dropping the chains I shove my hands in the pockets of the hoodie and find a folded up piece of paper. I wait until Christian had completely gone before pulling the paper out. I recognise the handwriting immediately, it was Daryl’s and my name was neatly written on the front. I carefully unfold the piece of paper. Inside was an apology. To my dearest Ashley

I even wanted to laugh, now that I'm looking at it closely, I noticed the small hello kitties attached to it. I know how it goes I know how it goes from wrong and right Silence and sound Did they ever hold each other tight Like us? Did they ever fight Like us? They slowly approached and gave me the flowers one by one. My parents and his came first to which I smiled sweetly followed by Daevon's friends. You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make it 'til the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the Gods above Can separate the two of us

After Razl left, Tourmaline spent the morning worrying about him while she dealt with her laundry, since she was down to the last of her clean clothes. She’d just put her things into the dryer when Jillian and another pretty blonde who introduced herself as Carla Reyes stopped by to check on her. When Jillian found out that she still hadn’t eaten breakfast, she ran back to her cabin for some pastries, while Tourmaline put on some coffee and talked to Carla, who was a riot. She listened, fascinated, as Carla explained how she was the only female Runner for the Silvercrest pack, her partner a man named Wyatt Pall.

Curiosity piqued, Tristan broke the seal and unfolded the parchment, his eyes scanning the contents with a mixture of disbelief and anger. Tristan's voice trembled with fury as he read aloud, "You thought you could outwit me, Tristan? You've underestimated me. Every attack, every betrayal—it was all orchestrated by me, and you were none the wiser. I am the puppeteer, and you are merely a pawn in my game. I'm Alpha Lane, and I'm going to be your worst nightmare. "

Rumors had made the place heavier than it was, but instincts told me the danger here was real enough without stories. “This place gets uglier every time I come here,” Darrian muttered. “It’s a forest.” “It feels like an insult somehow.” Ahead, two patrol guards stood waiting near the stream bend. The moment they saw us, they straightened. “Alphas. Delta.” I moved past them towards the stream. The soil there was softer than last night's rain, darker where the water touched the bank. Good place for tracks. “We found fresh tracks after sunrise——-“ “We know,” said Fadrian.

“True, but whatever it is that you’re doing right now to solve the D-15 case, be careful, okay? And if you need support, I’m willing to lend a hand.” “Sure.” “I’ll be going now,” Tristan glanced at Eugeny and his eyes lingered at Rune before he nodded at her. She bowed a little to him before Tristan went out of the room. He then faced the two. “Rune, tell Riven that I need him to look at the Trust records…discreetly.”