Dennis Lee Wright Jr Novels & Stories

He could hardly look at his Alpha and Leo left before the wake, feeling like he was only making the day more difficult for Blair. It was all incredibly sad. Hearing Blair and Allison speak about her so fondly broke my heart and I don’t think I’ll ever forget Blair’s face when he watched the coffin lower into the ground. But today was a day to cheer everyone up. Lenny's sixteenth birthday where we would all celebrate his first shift. "Nothing fits me, Leo," I groaned. placing my hand on the ever-growing baby bump.

He didn't want to give the man before him any form of attention. "A Lion doesn't give birth to a cat," Dennis retorted indifferently. Richard frowned slightly. "Get down and let's talk." Dennis chuckled, "you should have booked an appointment. Right now, I'm very busy." Richard discerned his resistance to having any form of conversation with him, which poked his interest even more. Information had reached him that Dennis was both Tonys' PA and confidentially his head of IT. With a trusted person like Dennis around, everyone they paid to hack into the Wright's empire failed terribly.

Louis to tremble while Kelly looked like she had seen a ghost. "W-we are s-sorry, s-sir." Mr. Louis stuttered, scratching the back of his neck in the process as he refused to raise his head up. "Shut that trap. Sorry isn't going to cut it for my daughter-in-law, who almost got killed under your own roof." Don Luciano bellowed and I rolled my eyes, trying to figure out if he was putting on a show to make people think he cared about me. But he didn't do that when Ria died, he was so fucking nonchalant, and yet, I was almost killed, and he was terrorizing these people.

Julius said, planting his palms firmly on his desk and he thankfully navigated the conversation away from topics of conversation we had yet to discuss. “I’m assuming our Luna here is up to speed about Wes?” “Yes.” Julius and I replied in unison. “Okay dynamic duo. Well, when I say he is perhaps the weakest person I’ve ever encountered, I’m not lying. This guy is talking and I’m not even asking questions.” “I’m sure you’re not doing nothing.” Julius scoffed. “I’ve electrocuted him a handful of times, sue me.” Dean rolled his eyes, crossing his forearms over his broad chest. “Anyway, he’s confirmed that Adrian is working with someone and he’s got connections in the Blue Moon Pack.”

Lisa pov.. I sat there, watching Drake as he continued to drink, as if I wasn't even in front of him. "So, do you accept my deal?" I asked him. He stopped drinking and stared at me. "I really don't understand what you're trying to say. You want me to do the same process as before? At first, it was easy, but now I think it will be difficult. Dean will never let me go near his Luna, and whatever you're planning, it won't work this time."

Irene laughed. "Men as gentlemanly as Mr. Wright are truly rare. Coming from the prestigious Wright family of Blumedale, Mr. Wright is far more refined than the so-called elites of Jayrodale!" Leroy eagerly chimed in, eager to flatter. "That goes without saying! Mr. Wright is the heir of the Wright family—one of the Five Apex Families in all of Gabo Creek Province! There isn't a single family in Jayrodale that can compare!"

They did not believe Freya at all! “We’ll be waiting forever,” said the black-haired one. “Haha!” Five minutes later, their smiles vanished. Kenneth Lee Wright walked out of the elevator, tall, composed, and undeniably handsome. His presence was so commanding that the lobby hushed. His dark brown eyes found Freya. “Freya.” Inner Devil: ‘I know I have seen him before, but damn! I’m wet.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘I’m drowning in an ocean of wetness!’

She was the ultimate trophy that I had paraded around when I was younger. I had never found my mate. After the momentary scent in New Mexico, I never again smelled her. I resigned myself to a life without my fated mate, thus ending our prestigious family line. Signing the document harder than I meant to, the ink in my pen blotted on the page. I took a tissue and dabbled the extra ink. My signature, Alpha Desmond Wright, scribbled neatly at the bottom of the page. Smiling at the thought, I put the page on the left side pile of the desk.

Dad asks from the door. “Yes, just finished the last few touches,” grandma smiles. “Sirena said it’s time, let’s head on to the garden and start,” dad looks to me, struck by his little girl. “Remi Esmeray Dawson, my gorgeous daughter, you will do great things in your life, I always knew you were going to be special,” My dad wiped a hand down his face to stop before he cried in front of everyone. “Is Wyatt down there already?” I asked dad.

Leo nodded back and walked out while the others were casually chatting among each other. "What is it?" Leo inquired. Lance is holding his mobile whose screen is lit up. "Boss, its Mr. Wright. He personally sent his attorney to request a personal meeting with you. His attorney is waiting in the lobby" Lance shared. Leo narrowed his gaze. He doesn't want to chat with Dawson. He tried to sabotage the Ashford group while his daughter tried to ruin Esme's reputation. The Wright's were asking for trouble when they targeted someone whom Leo holds dear.