Edgar Valden Novels & Stories

"I swear on the Moon Goddess that I mean no harm to your pack." The wolf turns in front of me, twisting and elongating. The fur recedes off his body, and a tan-skinned man stands in front of me, fully nude. His expression rings with suspicion. "Who are you and what do you want?" he asks, the wolfish growl still in his voice. "My name is Valencia Everhart," I tell the wolf. "And I am from the Galdine pack." "What does the Galdine pack want from us?" he asks. "We got no business with you."

“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.”

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.

“I wouldn’t be who I am today. So please… accept this. My father always said everything the Vallo family has belongs to Evelyn Einet.” Evelyn Einet. I hadn’t heard my mother’s name spoken like that in years. As long as I could remember, she had only ever been called Mrs. Dacosta. Tears blurred my vision as I held the contract tighter. “…Thank you, Mr. Vallo.” He gave a small smile. “Call me Eddie.” The drive didn’t take long after that. Soon, we arrived at the airport’s private terminal, where Eddie led me onto a private plane. It had everything—more than I could even take in.

I hated guys like him. I wanted so badly to tell Anna that she shouldn’t move in there. I could find a much better and safer apartment for her to stay in, but a few minutes ago I had just given her the impression that I was cool with this guy, and if I tried to do this now, I would only seem jealous, or like I did not trust her. “Alright, sounds fun,” I answered and without waiting for her response, quickly added, changing the conversation “Who’s Edgar?” “He’s the head of the Allen family, he’s spearheading this whole thing with The Circle. I found out that he was responsible for my birth parents death.”