Did Jace Norman Pass Away Novels & Stories

Grayson. Of all people to be standing right in front of me when I’m two seconds away from exploding it just had to be Jace asshole Norman. ‘Fucking Perfect.’ He’s standing there in purple and black silver wolves jacket like he owns the place or something. His eyes light up as he sees my scowl, enjoying the effect he has on me. “What do you want, Norman?” Brandon asks his voice tight. But Jace just ignores him. “Shouldn’t you, Captain of the great and mighty ‘Fallen’ Knights,” he places emphasis on the fallen. “Be practicing, trying to defend your ‘legacy?”

He could think of all the horrible things that happen to her as she was alone. “What’s wrong?” he asked sharply, worry creeping into his voice. “There’s—” The call cut off. This was wrong, it was if a scary game was being playing. “Hello? Gabi?” He tried again. No response. Jasper and Andy exchanged uneasy looks. “What happened?” Jasper asked. Norman was already standing. “I have to go.” Andy stood too. “Norman, wait — you said you you will talk—” “I’m sorry. Tomorrow,” he said without looking back as he rushed out.

Nora asked moving towards him, not sure why he all of a sudden looked so crushed, the members around them held the same presence. What was going on? She then saw Wyatt holding someone. As she got closer she realized it was not just someone. It was her. Wyatt held her collapsed and limp body out to Jace. He wrapped his arms around her pulling, Nora into his chest. Wyatt didn't have to say it allowed, they all knew she was gone. “I told you to wait.” Jace whispered, his voice breaking. The screams in the background from the burning city light members echoed the pain. “We got here too late.” Logan whispered, the pain the same as Jace.

At that moment, Hunter received news of Jace's death. "Jace is dead?" Hunter's expression changed drastically when he heard the news, but he became calm very quickly. He wasn't concerned about the death at all. However, with Jace's death, the feud between the Beckards and Sebastian would go beyond the point of no return. Late at night, a strange, extremely thin figure in a burial suit pushed the door open to Hunter's room and entered. "Mr. Reynolds, things aren't progressing smoothly at all. All four of the experts sent to protect Jace have fallen, and even Jace himself has died at Sebastian's hand," Hunter said to Elton, looking grim.

The pack doctor gets down on one knee . " I'm... not the Alpha yet . " Jace says slowly , trying to process the situation . Did he mean to say .. that his father was dead ? " Alpha , your father .. lost all of his blood . He didn't make it and was buried beside your mother . You've been unconscious for 3 days and miraculously managed to recover , your blood loss was severe enough to kill you . " He says as he gets up and puts a hand on his shoulder .

Most of those who rejected theirs had a family before meeting their fated mates, so it was easier to let them go. I guess I was the only stupid one in this world. I read Jace’s last message. He would be out of the territory today and meet up with Zach for a business they’d been planning together. It was his subtle way of saying he might be unreachable at some point, as Jace would always focus on his work. I didn’t bother replying, as he knew I was resting after training. I forced myself to go down for breakfast. Maybe after eating, I would feel better. It looked like Ice was also under the weather, as she was whimpering and sleeping a lot.

Jace closed the door behind him slowly. Five minutes later, the excitement he’d come in with was gone. Ten minutes later, he was sitting very still, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor like it had personally betrayed him. “Phantom Wolf,” he repeated softly. “Your… partner.” “Yes,” Elena said. “Supposedly dead. Executed years ago.” “And you think he’s alive,” Jace said, lifting his gaze now. “And that he’s the one who dismantled the Harrow family.”

The name still brought a wave of anger and protectiveness crashing over me. The news continued, a grim recitation of facts. "Police say Caldwell ended his life by ingesting a silver cleaner. He left a note confessing to the assault on Mr. Adrian Gabriel Raines and to the murder of Sandra Lewis, his former girlfriend. The note also revealed the location where he buried Miss Lewis' body. Police have recovered the body and are working to return her to her family for a proper burial." The words swam before my eyes. Jace was dead. He confessed. Sandra… they found Sandra.

When I saw him slumped over the bench in the park gasping for air, I stood by silently, witnessing his last moments. I had asked Von to drop him at the nearest hospital, hopefully his family got informed and he was given a proper burial unlike the other bodies that would burn to teach the other rats in the streets that we were onto them. I was not a fan of Jace, but I knew he had been adamant about seeing Alma. How was I to tell her he was dead? I couldn’t answer her questions if she had any. There was no way I could explain the way he died without implicating myself.

His expensive leather uniform was shredded, covered in deep, jagged claw marks, and his entire left arm was soaked in dark, thick blood. Korr lunged past Damon, his blade slicing through the thick oil rope above my head. I hit the mud hard, gasping, a violent, ragged breath rushing into my burning lungs as I choked. "Korr..." Rylan gasped, his knees buckling as he collapsed into the freezing mud, his chest heaving as he stared up at the Commander. "Vex... the pack... they overthrew the eastern sector. They killed everyone. Jace... Jace is dead."