Galra Keith Novels & Stories

“Ah, Jada. Come in here and meet Alpha Grayson.” Nervously, I approach the two. Grayson turns around to face, the colour of those pure mercury eyes hitting me right in the chest. She smirks at me, although it’s not in a teasing manner. He seems interested in me, and what I’m doing standing in the middle of the Kael’s personal suite. “Lovely to meet you,” Grayson says, getting up to shake my hand. Kael watches our every move. “I assume you are accompanying us on this trip to find Kael’s rather elusive mother. How long has she been missing now, Alpha?”

Keith The cell reeks of stale sweat and fear. I step inside, boots scuffing against the concrete floor. The man sitting on the bench looks up, eyes narrowing. His name’s Caleb—third one today. I’ve been working through the list of potential witnesses, people who might have seen what Garth claimed to see. Another dead end, probably. But I can’t afford to assume anything anymore. “You said you were near the northern ridge when it happened,” I say, voice low and steady.

"Sir, I assure you, my pack is well-disciplined. She’s just nervous around power." ​ Kael finally turned his silver gaze onto Gareth. "Nervous? Or injured?" ​ The color drained from Gareth’s face. The kitchen staff, who had been silently peeling vegetables in the corner, seemed to stop breathing entirely. ​ "Injured? Impossible! We don't tolerate injury or inefficiency, Alpha. She's simply clumsy."

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

Kane, Listening to Keith recount the details only served to strengthen my suspicions about Jake's true intentions. It seemed absurd that he would dare to challenge a powerful warrior like Alpha Keith, a leader with a reputation that demanded respect. It appeared increasingly likely that Jake had never intended to win the challenge in the first place. Instead, he had cunningly forged Emily's signature, promising a sum of money he never had any intention of paying. The whole scheme seemed utterly futile for Jake, leaving Alpha Keith entirely justified in being sceptical about his motives.

Stralath laughed. “Is he still on land?” “Seems that way.” “Well, he’s not my business. As long as he leaves me alone.” Galene placed her foot on the peddle. “Wherever you’re going, I can drive you.” “I prefer to get some exercise.” “Well, then I’ll follow.” Galene shook her finger. “Like a stalker?” Stralath dropped his smile and stiffened. “Speaking of stalkers.” Galene followed his gaze, and her fingers tightened on the handlebars. Hands in his pockets, his eyes on the ground, Kevin walked through the parking lot.

Blake states. “Most of what was recorded was all the shit she told you. We waited until you were gone because I had heard what she told you the day she kicked you out. I didn’t want anything to happen to your grandparents or anyone else. I waited until your grandparents had passed away and then had Blake mail them from Washington State when he was there for a technology seminar.” Kaitlin.

Gareth called but not too ecstatic to see him as the latter was, there was something between them, it really was obvious. Ivy had stood her anger boiling, her mental focus was the dagger she tied off under her garment, her hands itching to pull it out and rush it at his throat, but she had patience, they were in public His attention then turned to where they stood his eyes widening by the instant recognition of the highest royal, His knee already bent in respect “your Highness it is an honor to be in your presence” “This is Nicholas Keith, he is the son of the alpha knight, the general that protects your father the king” Gareth explained to ivy,