Fern Brady Novels & Stories

I ask. “Yeah. I doubt Warren will come home until he’s found her,” he says. “We haven’t felt the tether to her snap, so we know she’s still alive, but none of us can hear her, so she’s either unconscious or too far away to connect. Tell me about Brady.” “Franklin and my warriors were able to take out several of his warriors while they ran to their pack. Brady’s alive but the pack is severely impacted. I’ve got warriors watching him to make sure he doesn’t go anywhere.”

They all thought he was too reckless. Brady was the finance minister, after all. He was one of the three most important figures in Gango. They wondered why Wilbur dared to hit him. Just when they were feeling sorry for Wilbur and Hannah, a low voice could be heard at the door, "Brady, who did you say you were going to shoot?" Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, and they were instantly stunned.

“Barrister Brady.” Before them stood Farrington’s chief legal hound, a laptop under his arm. Elena forced her mouth shut, swallowing against the painful knot tightening her throat. Seeing Barrister Brady there sent a shiver deep through her bones.

“Lorenzo was in the hospital. In your fucking hospital! How in the fucking world his oxygen mask came off without anyone noticing? What kind of lousy security have you given to my son?!” Brady was standing in all his glory with his hands in his pocket and a poker face. I was not used to seeing him this serious as he was always playful when he was with Adrian. But right now he looked like his face had been set with glacier. Just emotionless and stern.

Brady offers a smile. “Speaking of which, can we expedite the process for my beta?”

"Hey! You guys need a seventh? I'm Brady. Brady O'Neil. I'm great at not dying. Well, except for that one time, obviously, but that doesn't count." Axel studied him. "What's your skill set?" "Uh, I'm fast? And I'm really good at talking my way out of things. Also, I make excellent puns under pressure, which is important for morale." "He's an idiot," Walter said. "I'm a fun idiot," Brady corrected. "There's a difference." Axel sighed. "Fine. But if you get us killed, I'm haunting you in whatever comes after this." "Deal!" Brady stuck out his hand for a shake.

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

"It is about the owner of BB investment, We are here to talk about Brayden Brastilava." "BB investment, interesting." President Franklin give his full attention after hearing they are here to talk about Brayden. "By the way, I am Bernard Brastilava." He stretched his hand for a handshake towards President Franklin. President Franklin returned the handshake and smiled sheepily. They are brothers, taking him down with his brother will be a perfect winning. "And I am Charles Brastilava. We are Brayden blood brother and we are here to have a conversation with you." Charles explained.

He added, to not seem out of character. Brady picked up his pen and merely played with it, looking at the doctors in his office that had the mind to place their job in line just to save another. For a minute, he had to commend them. “I will only grant him his leave of absence of he goes with one day.” Brady finally caves in, though not entirely.

"Bry...Alpha Bryan." Shit!