Edgar Valden Novels & Stories

I pushed him aside. I was climbing my car, and I told my men to follow me. I was angry, but now I am mad. Now is the time to let the rogue know what it feels like to lose a loved one. I wouldn’t lose my people anymore, and I still have not shed the blood of my enemy. Never! It would never happen. I ran into a tent and saw someone leaving. It was none other than Edward Valencia. He was the son of the Beta of the Volcan Pack.

“Please, go ahead. You’ll have to forgive us. We’re all a little…jumpy today.” “It’s okay, I understand,” he says, giving me a broad smile and lighting his cigarette. As he concentrates on his lighter, I take him in. He’s tall, for a Beta, almost Victor’s height, with wavy black hair and swarthy skin. His nose is a little too large, but it suits his broad, well-intentioned face. I smile back at him. “What’s your name?” “Edgar,” he says, tossing me a salute. “Beta Edgar, at you service.”

Thankfully, he respected it, and that was something that I valued in him. “So, which Estate do you want to go to first? The Sforza or do you plan on going home immediately?” Mario asked, shaking his head in question. Diego looked at my brother and both men nodded, making Mario raise an eyebrow. I didn’t know the decision that Ezra made. Whether or not he agreed to be Diego’s partner and Alpha, but I could tell that Diego knew. The two men have been secretive, but I didn’t mind; we all had our own secrets and our own agreements. It was all a matter of respect when it came to dealing with these factors. “We are planning to go to the Estate.” Ezra said, and Mario raised an eyebrow. “I believe t

Just turned and slipped into a conversation with Valentina. “Tommy, right?” Another omega from across the table smiled at me. “I’m Eli. Valentina’s cousin.” I blinked. “Oh.” I had no idea what to say. I wasn’t exactly good at meeting new people. Eli let out a soft chuckle, running his hands through his blonde hair. “So what do you do?” My lips parted. But Gerard answers first. “He’s a businessman.” Eli’s smile faltered. “I see. I’m a model.”

My eyes widened, and I nodded vigorously in response. Mariano Wolfe Lionelli Montefiore Rivera was an infuriating man.

I saw him tense his jaw; a vein popped out on the side of his neck. Gideon didn’t let up; I could see how on edge Logan was but there was nothing I could do. It felt like watching a boxing match, one round after another the hits kept on coming. Gideon tried to bring Logan’s validity into question. Once Gideon was done, I could see confusion on some of the jurors' faces but then I saw Jack speaking to Evelyn quietly at the table. Evelyn asked for a recross. “Mr. Carter. You stated that the night you met the victim that you had never seen her before.”

“Sorry.” “Don’t be. Long as we’re bein’ honest and chattin’, all friendly like, I wanna know if you stabled a corral full of young studs durin’ the last few years? Or did you just pick one stallion to ride?” For claiming to be a plainspoken man, sometimes Trevor’s verbiage confounded him. “A few one-nighters here and there. Guy named Reynaldo stuck around longer than most.” “How long?” Edgard shrugged. “Less than a year. I wasn’t sorry it ended, just the way it did.”

“Sir, if you put it like that, it makes me seem like a bad person.” “Isn’t that what you are?” “I totally understand why you think that way, but I only want the best for your daughter. I want her to get the optimum rest that she deserves. I want the rumours making the rounds about her infidelity with Lucien vale to stop. Can’t you think of it like this?” My hands tightened into fists. Edgar never stopped plotting. What did he want now? To take over the company? Now that he has lost his shares and his rights as a cofounder, he wants to kick me out and take my place using me as an excuse?

I walked over, furious, ready to stop him. But instead, he turned the camera on me. "Yes, just like that," he said. "The viewers love spicy drama like this. Husband gets caught cheating with the neighbor by his wife." My face turned purple with rage. Was this even my husband anymore? He was just an ordinary programmer—his daily life back home had been nothing but tedious routine. But since coming to Valen, he'd spiraled deeper and deeper into depravity. "Stop that! Don't film me!" I yelled and slapped the camera out of his hand.