Derek Hale Novels & Stories

A clever provision that preserved his honor while ensuring his daughter would not marry into a failing family. In other words, whoever married me would become the Hale heir. The pack Alpha. The CEO of Hale Enterprises. "You never loved me," I said softly, watching understanding dawn in his eyes. "You loved what I represented." Since being sent abroad, Ethan had never returned. Derek had completely forgotten about him, convinced he posed no threat. The unwanted bastard, exiled to the dangerous border territories—surely he would never come back. Derek thought he had me in his grasp, securing his position as the Hale heir. That's why, after meeting Sarah, he forgot everything and acted without

“No idea. Whenever he crawls out from wherever he’s lurking right now, he’ll come sit at this table too.” My eyebrows raise. “He’s an alpha?” Blake looks strong, but he isn’t big and muscular like Ethan or the other males sitting at this table. His accent also indicates he doesn’t originate from the Northlands. “There’s been some debate over the matter,” says Ethan, his voice low. “The last person who questioned it hasn’t been seen for a while.” He nods at the entrance to the hall. “Ah. There he is.” Blake stands in the doorway. Like earlier, he’s dressed in dark breeches rather than a kilt, and wears a black shirt that is perfectly fitted to his hard chest and torso. His hair is dark, and a

"There's something you need to know. About Alexander's contingency plans." "What about them?" "The reason I knew about all his illegal activities, the reason I had so much documentation—" Derek's face twists with something between guilt and fear. "I didn't just investigate him for eight years. I worked for him. Three years ago, before I knew you were his wife, he hired me to help move money offshore." The world tilts. "What?"

I turned away suddenly from the commander, hearing the male voice behind me, when I turned around, I saw a young man, tall and like all others with broad shoulders, strong arms and long legs, his face was quite symmetrical, his blue eyes very intense, and hair in an amazing chocolate shade. — Derek, as always you have the gift to arrive in the best hours. — He pronounced Chase, and I saw a provocation in his words, but soon he smiled at the young man. Derek smiled at the commander, his arms were crossed in the chest and his muscles looked even bigger, in his chin was born a very thin beard, even with his amazing physique and his deep voice his eyes were of a boy, and I suspected you weren’t

Though some eyes were on us but we just ignored them, I was not even in the mood to spare anyone a glance. Suddenly someone came in, I recognized him to be Derek , son of Alpha Rex of the Hale Pack and soon to be Alpha, just like me. He had brown short hair and had a good height with a worked out body , not bad. Whereas I had a black hair with little white strands, which can come off as unique or strange but it was pretty cool too and I also had a good height and well buildt body, even as I grew. Alex also had pure black hair and it was really nice, he had height too and was well groomed. Though we hid our scents from the humans but it wasn't exactly hard to notice our kinds and I know his f

she murmured. Chris looked at her sharply. “You can’t live your life in reverse.” She gave a humorless smile. “Watch me try.” Footsteps echoed in the hallway. Keys jingled. The door opened. Derek stepped inside, scarf loose around his neck, hair slightly windblown. He was talking before he saw them. “You won’t believe the traffic—” His eyes lifted. His face drained of color. “Mrs Hale?” The name rang out, loud, shocked, wrong.

“Derek? Huh? Why can’t i recall any big fish with such name? I know the names of all the big fishes in this country but his name doesn’t ring a bell… this is really strange…” Daniella grabbed her laptop, browsed on the web, searching for Derek's identity. She even asked some people but her brows knotted when she came up with nothing. "this is strange, i can’t really find anything about him. There is no way that someone that rich… wait! Don’t tell me he is related to some underground syndicate or something? But even underground wealthy men are also known”.

“I woke up only to see that I was alone. Why did you go?” “ I did stay, but I had to leave.” She said sitting on his bed. “ There was something important I had to do. And besides, we are not married, we ought not to share the same bed, at least not yet.” “Yes, you’re right. We shouldn’t be sharing the same bed.” He said, embarrassed. “ You know, I haven’t gotten the chance to know your name.” “ Derek. My name is Derek Hale.” He answered. “ That’s a nice name, your majesty.” She complimented. “ So, how do you feel now? Much better?” She asked, trying to make the atmosphere lively.

"A young pack healer at the Silver Fang Healing Center? What is his name? Tell my ears right now, and my alphas will send a squad to drag his body here immediately!" Noah smiles apologetically. "Supreme Alpha, his name is Derek Hale. Don't let his low position fool your eyes. His moon medical skills are exceptional, and his hands can definitely save Juan." Gerard mutters the words slowly, "Derek Hale... Derek Hale..." Then, his large hand shoots out and slaps Noah so hard it sends his body flying clean across the room into a pile of chairs. He spits on the floor, "Are you out of your damn mind?! Y

He had been young and volatile then, and had tethered on losing his pack. Today, he was hoping to get judgment against Alejandro and the realities were far different from what they had been on his first rodeo. "Alpha Caleb of the Duncan Pack…" the head of the council, and the oldest werewolf in North America, Alpha Edward, bellowed, "...you stand before us, to present testimony against the Rogue Were Alejandro Corona, I understand that there will be two other Alphas present here, to corroborate your testimony."