Galra Keith นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was clear he didn’t want her spiraling too far ahead. “We’ll know in due time,” he said evenly. “I’m still putting the pieces together. But rest assured, Conrad and I are doing everything we can to protect you.” He hesitated, then stepped forward and extended his hand. “And… I’m Keith. Keith Callaghan. Sorry for the late introductions.” There was something gentle in the gesture that made her think she can positively trust this stranger. Thalia stared at his hand for a second almost like she didn’t recognize what it meant before slowly reaching out. Her fingers touched his palm.

What was I supposed to reply to this? He shook his head vehemently as he continued in an agitated voice, “I… I can’t do this anymore… I can’t even the breathe the same air as you.” He fished out his phone and dialled a number. “Rosetta, this is Keith. How many members from the Emerald Team are left in L.A?” “Apart from me, there are five of them, Alpha.” Alpha? So Keith was an Alpha. That explained his bossy behaviour. He was probably used to having his orders followed blindly.

*** Kael’s friend arrived the next day early in the morning. I was lingering in my room, packing my things when I heard a foreign voice speak from inside the suite. I’ve never heard that accent before, so curiously, I peak my head around the corner, seeing who will be helping Kael track where the letter had come from. It takes me a moment to recognize who they are. It’s Alpha Grayson of the Freedom Pack. He looks so much taller in person and significantly more muscular than I’ve seen in in the books. He might not be as tall as Kael, but he still looks intimidating. They don’t seem to notice me watching from the doorway, so I keep quiet, observing.

"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.