Dexter Laboratory Novels & Stories

like a smaller version of himself. When it was Dexter's turn to have his blood sampled, the atmosphere in the laboratory became tense. The technicians seemed to hold their breath as the needle pierced the Alpha's skin. No one dared to say anything strange. Everyone knew that a single drop of Dexter's blood was more valuable than their own lives. After that, Dexter and Gilbert remained on guard in the laboratory, accompanied by an envoy from Arnold's neutral territory. Shift changes were carried out with military discipline. Sometimes Dexter was replaced by Enrique or Alson.

Suddenly, the air was filled with the mechanical whir of machinery as a dozen automated defense bullets dropped down from the high ceiling. We would never avoid this. "Well, well, well," a smooth, cold voice echoed through the overhead loudspeakers. "Look at the garbage the storm washed up on my doorstep." The thick plexiglass observation window above lit up with bright white light. Dexter was standing right behind the glass in a clean white lab coat with his hands tucked into his pockets. His thin face was completely calm, and a small smile rested on his lips as he looked down at us like we were mice in a jar.

Gabriel unlocked the door. Inside, the air smelled old and damp. They walked through several empty rooms until they reached a small office at the back. Gabriel switched on a flashlight. There were several boxes stacked against the wall. "I found these behind a false panel." Dexter stared at them. "What's inside?" "Old company records." Gabriel opened one. Dexter began going through the documents. Most were ordinary business papers. Invoices. Contracts. Employee records. Then he found a thin file. There was no company logo on it.

" Thank you for what you did when I couldn't do it . I have learnt my lesson and I will never drop the ball ever again when my brother and sister are concerned. I'm just worried about my baby sister because she's gone from being the sweetest person I know to being dark and vengeful . " "If the person who is fuelling this fire is someone everyone hasn't common it has to be a friend or an ex-lover. I've known all of Ells access you included. The only person that could be the main focal point could be Dexter. He knows the ins and outs of the security system we put in place and he's always in the know about a lot of things." "Dexter is a cerebral man. He is a hot shot criminal lawyer and he has

he asked She chuckled and left the room immediately "I know what you want," he said following her steps "I still don't think its a good thing for dexter to leave his father and follow his step-uncle" "Yes I agree with you Nala who knows he might become Inigo the second" "God forbid Lilia" Nala hissed. Their gossip came to an end when they heard something fall to the ground and break. They rushed towards where the sound came from and found Inigo and Moxie staring at Dexter who had just broken the glass plates served to them on the floor.

These dark energies converged in the air, carrying a powerful sense of resentment as if trying to swallow Alex. However, Alex showed no signs of abnormality. He calmly said, "Dexter, I can feel the emotions in your heart. I understand that your emotions must have consumed you over the years. But it's okay, I’m here now. As long as I'm here, I won't let you continue to fall into darkness." As time passed, the resentment within Dexter gradually dissipated. In the end, it turned into nothingness. Ultimately, both of them transformed into a sleeping colossal stone buried deep underground.

“You could settle some scores for him, take out a few packs, elevate him to Alpha status.” “How in the blue fuck can I do that?” “You-” The door to the parlour crashed open and Sebastian strolled inside. “Oh look,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, “if it isn’t asshole Alpha Dexter and his scheming bitch Luna Jolene.” “Sebastian!” I said, shocked by how rude he was. “What the hell?” "Dexter is here to spy for his king. Isn't that right, you conniving son of a whore?"

I walked into the house, and it was dark and quiet. “Dexter,” I called, turning on the lights. He wasn’t in the living room or his room. I ignored our pictures on his bedside drawer, and I went to his study. To my surprise, Dexter was on the floor with bottles of alcohol everywhere. The room had a terrible stench of alcohol, and I squeezed my face. Dexter looked up at me with his eyes red. He scoffed. “I must have lost my damn mind. I am thinking about you so much that you’re in my house,” he mumbled drunkenly.

He replied and Lucy smiled. “Xavier knows too. Kaylen told me he knows.” Kaylee said and Clara chuckled. “Yeah, he knows.” She laughed and Lucy also did. ~ Dexter walked around the warehouse as he inspected the activities that were going on. It was Clara’s job but he decided to do it for her since she just got back from a trip. The warehouse belonged to someone in the organization, most properties of Clara are back home in Australia. Dexter leaned on the wall and folded his arms as he watched them, he was about to get lost in thought when one of his men interrupted him.

“Lexi, what are you talking about? I don’t know what…” “Don’t play games with me,” I snapped, stepping closer, “Dexter is gone. He was in his bed last night and now he is gone. You’re the only one who would dare touch him after the dumbass stunt you pulled with the freezer.” Clara’s lips shook, her brows coming together. “I don’t understand. I have been here all night. Why would I hurt him? You think I want to harm your children? Lexi, I swear, I have no idea what you’re saying.”