Hawkins Mayfield Novels & Stories

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

His hesitation appeared to irritate the Alpha further. Harrison stammered and began to cough, clearly struggling to respond to Alpha Riel's question. The Alpha's patience wore thin, and he raised his voice, demanding a clear answer. His frustration was evident, and it was clear that he shared a trait with Hawthorne – a dislike for being kept waiting. In the end, Harrison could do nothing but nod.

​I held my breath, bracing for the questions, but the expression melted away as a tight, professional smile forced its way onto her lips. ​“Mr. Hawkins is certainly... intense,” Maya murmured, smoothing down her skirt. “I just wanted to see you out.”

If the sight could send me tumbling backwards through time, back to that bloody battlefield, then I wondered what it would do to Holly. I went with his colleague instead, a middle-aged she-wolf with a kind smile who introduced herself as Dr. Mayfield. When she wasn’t at the local hospital acting as in-house psychiatrist, she took a handful of clients here at the house. Her resume was just as impressive and revealed that she’d been helping people heal for over a decade. I could see the full extent of her history written all over her face. It was tattooed within the fine lines around her eyes and mouth and hid beneath every inch of her bronze skin.

"York, besides Hickey and my old man, do you know anyone else who might have Kenton's contact information?" Dalton asked, interrupting York as he was lost in thought. In response, York said, "No, I don't." However, a thought suddenly occurred to him. "Hold on, you mentioned that Ms. Hawkins had met Kenton? She may have Mr. Wagner's phone number. Wouldn't Ms. Hawkins just get in touch with Mr. Wagner herself if speaking with him could resolve this?

So much had changed in two years, Ava had given birth to another child, Liam had recovered, but their son… still missing. Her heart ached, but she stayed strong. For the family. Just then, her phone buzzed. Unknown Number. She hesitated, then answered. “Hello?” A smooth voice came through. “Good afternoon, ma’am. This is Mr. Hawkins. Jim Hawkins. I recently started working with Warner Architect… thanks to your daughter-in-law.” Mrs. Hamilton smiled softly. “Ah yes, Jim. Ava mentioned you. Polite young man. What can I do for you?”