Dylan Wyatt Novels & Stories

Lauren watched him, saw the moment Grayson answered, saw Wyatt's face crumple fractionally before he pulled it back together. "Gray," Wyatt said, his voice rough. "You need to get to Emma's apartment. Now." A pause as he listened. "Daniel's dead. KIA. The notification just came." Another pause. "She—she needs you. Right fucking now." He ended the call, stood there for a moment with his head bowed, his shoulders tight with tension. When he looked up, his eyes found Lauren's again.

"You're not thinking of this objectively, Dyl. Lyra Town has lots of clubs. Orion Falls and Cruxford, too. Why come here?" Dylan sways his head to the music, using his werewolf hearing. "I'll volunteer as tribute if you don't want to go in." "Idiot! Did you forget we're dealing with a leech here?" "No. But Mr. Zyris could be harmless." "Pffft. Yeah right. Since when were they harmless?" Dylan does not respond, instead, he sticks his tongue out and dances what seems like his own modified version of the Macarena. He grins ear-to-ear, showing his pearly white teeth. “I know you’re going to let me investigate either way.”

Dylan said, not caring about the many people around who might overhear. "Ry, Mr. Darwin Vlad is one of the greatest and successful businessmen in the country, he's also my friend," Dylan formally introduced his conversation partner. "Mr. Hendricks, you flatter me so much, no need for an introduction like that. It's not like I'm richer than you. Besides, you really have a good taste in choosing your partner." "Of course, I'm always up for the best," Dylan said with a grin. "Nice meeting you Mr. Hendricks," Mr. Vlad politely introduced himself and extended his hand towards me.

Wyatt was all I could focus on now. “I’m resigning from both the hospital and the pack, Alpha Damien,” Dr. Wyatt said, repeating herself. “You should be receiving my formal written letters tomorrow, but I wanted you to be aware of this as soon as possible. I will not be returning to your pack. And more, I’m appalled by what you’ve done.”

Dylan replied with far too much cheer considering they were talking about torturing someone. He followed his mate with less vigour, dragging his feet as they made their way to the cashpoint. "Text your dealer you need a grands worth of that M-cat stuff," Dylan demanded. "A grand!" Caleb cried. "Where are we going to get a grand?" "From my bank account," Dylan replied. He pulled his wallet from his pocket and began pulling out cards. They all had his name across the middle, just in different variations; D. Harris, Dylan Harris, DG Harris.

Looking up at him he smirks that evil smirk of his. “ don’t worry. I’ll protect you.” He whispered, chuckling. Swiping a finger across my left cheek with his hand before turning around and walking away. Oh dear goddess this is going to kill me I groan to myself. Walking out to the car I hop into the passenger seat not waiting for them. “ hey I called shotgun??!” Creed pouted stomping his foot onto the ground standing in front of the truck “ No, I called shotgun!” Ryan yelled getting in Creed face pointing at him with his finger

David Bryant, he’s friends with Mikali and Kurt. He’s a quick-witted guy, with lots of tattoos and piercings thought in his trooper uniform. He wasn’t wearing any of those piercings, and I could only see a hint of the tattoos on his neck. “An attack?" I furrowed my brow. “I didn’t hear anything,” I shrugged.

I know as humans we do not have a destined mate like the cliché werewolf stories we have read about, but we all have that special someone that came into our lives, and we found ourselves unable to move past them They may have been present for a little moment but we find our hearts still uncontrollably yawning for that one special person. Damian is that person for me And One thing is certain though, I can't be a preacher's wife, like hell no! "So I guess, we can make a toast to happily ever after then," I said to Cassandra lifting my glass to hers. "Cheers to happily ever after," I said "Cheers" she chorused "So, what are we starting with?" I asked after some moment of silence. "We will be go

She was encouraged by her wolf and Zayn didn't understand why Nya was so affected by this blow? She moved away, staring at her, how she was trying to stand up despite the pain, to make Zayn go crazy, shouting sharply , "What are you waiting for? Slay her." His confident smile aroused his suspicion, and Nya stood up, sweat dripping from both of them She walked with a very slight zigzag, punching Ardina hard and Zayn biting his lips violently

“Either way, it looks like you’ll be staying with us for a while longer yet.” “That man... The one with dark hair who was sitting at the end of the table. He knows who I am.” Ethan runs a hand over his full lips, then leans back in his chair. “Aye. I think so too.” “Who is he?” His expression darkens. “His name is Blake. He’s the most dangerous male in the Kingdom of Wolves, and he has the power to either help us, or destroy us. There’s a feast tonight. I’ll speak with him then. And I need you to come with me.”