Dex Dogtective นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I... I apologize. But if you can truly 'sense' these creatures, would you be willing to help us investigate?" "I don't particularly want to cross paths with them," Drex explained. "They are vengeful beings. They can hypnotize you and will target you the moment they feel threatened." "How do you know all this?" Bob asked, his gaze narrowing with suspicion. I decided to step in, attempting to shield Drex. "Drex has a sense of smell that far exceeds a normal human's, Sir. He can sense things that aren't human. You could say he’s a bit... intuitive."

Dexter (his wolf) wanted to howl, growl, lick and mate with her all at once, after her scent hit him but Dario scolded out loud. “Just a little but more and we’re with her. Don’t spoil this for us!”. He yelled in his head to dexter, his wolf as the creature almost jumped out by itself. The scolding did absolutely nothing, as dexter was still pacing, panting, howling and scratching to come out. He could see from afar, that she was laying down curved in a ball but before he got very close, she woke up in alarm with her hands in fists ready to defend herself.

Two days later, Matt held a meeting in the conference room in the basement of the station with his deputies. Matt only had five deputies. Normally, that would be fine for a small town with the occasional disturbances, but for a murder investigation - it was going to be tight. “Okay, men, I have a strong lead in the Jetsen case.” Matt pointed to a mug shot he had taped on the whiteboard. “This is Darren Josiah Jones, goes by the nickname D.J. This is a mug shot of him from two years ago. He was arrested for obstruction of justice. He got one year of community service. According to my sources, he was Joe’s supplier.” Matt moved his finger down to the mug shot under D.J.’s. “This is his cousin,

“Why are you doing all this for me? I don’t even know you.” Dex stops walking. The hallway falls silent. His gaze meets mine—deep, unreadable, but full of something I can’t name. “Yes, you do,” he says softly. “I don’t,” I insist. “I don’t know who you are, where I am, or what any of this means.” He takes a breath, as if steadying himself. “My name is Dex Wright,” he begins slowly. “I’m the leader of the Silver Crescent Pack, a pack of shapeshifters. Wolves.”

’’ ---------- Someone’s been watching at the Hive the entirety of the time, a beast person that resembles the characteristics of ants and bees- long antennae swings atop of his head whenever he moves it, armored in bright yellow color plates, at his back is a pair of large buzzing wings. ‘’What they are doing is defiance against Viscor Mukha’s laws!’’ DEOS XVI- END

Dex grunted, "Something tells me we're going to need it." I palmed the gun in my hands, feeling the cool metal that had slowly warmed to my clammy touch. I had yet to use the thing, and I desperately hoped I wouldn't need to. With Carson on Alec's shoulders, we trekked through the forest. I noticed Dex doing something with his hands as we walked, holding them palms up. "What are you doing?" I asked, eyeing his hands as he held them out. He cleared his throat a bit awkwardly and glanced down at me, "I'm covering our scents."

I let out a low chuckle, earning a smack on the head from Selene. “Ouch, that hurts,” I whined, glaring at her. She only smiled in return as she focused her attention on what was going on. “Explain yourself,” Xavier demanded, leaning forward, his hands placed on his chin. “I’ll answer that for her,” I replied, my voice loud but calm. “Everyone, this is Detective Tessa Dalton. A high-ranking detective working under the NYPD. She happens to be the detective in charge of the werewolves' sudden attack on the human territory.” I breathed out, smiling widely like one who had just won an award.

Digger growled, as she escorted him towards her car and shoved him in the back. “Guess we’re done here.” Dex said, watching the scene with an amused smile. “For now. How would you feel about hacking the police database later tonight?” She asked with an evil smirk. “What did you have in mind?” Dex asked intrigued. “I’ll let you know.” She chuckled, turning to watch as the officers gathered evidence before leaving the scene. Dex shook his head and started the car. He pulled forward away from the school and onto the street. He found himself almost feeling bad for Digger as he drove. He couldn’t believe that he had helped her do that to someone, let alone another man.

It’s the ideal location for composting because it’s damp and shaded. However, Darien reasoned that whoever had attempted the murder had to be donning one of those hunter sprays that either rendered his scent undetectable to others—including bloodhounds, which were able to detect more subtle scents than any other animal, including lupus garous—or that he was donning that humus-type spray to blend in with the smell of the forest. Jake’s throat was cleansed. Carol Wood keeps contacting you to discuss the addition of a new nurse post.

After what felt like forever, our arms trembling from holding him, Gayle snapped, “Aren’t you done yet? What are they even saying?” “Lower your voice!” Keith hissed. “They’re saying Dexter hides his face behind a mask, so no one knows what he looks like. His scent is also hard to trace, so it's difficult to track him.” “Yeah, that is common with rogues. Their scent is weird,” Gayle said. “What else?” “That he is advancing towards bigger packs and...” “And what else? My arms are burning!” I grumbled. “Dexter might attack Bay pack soon. Let’s just get out of here, I’ve heard enough –“ Keith barely finished before we all came crashing down in the loudest, most obvious fall possible.