Huey X Riley Novels & Stories

She shifted immediately, stepping across the line of attack to cut off a second angle, her movements precise as ever. “Love that for us,” Hayley muttered, narrowly avoiding one that skittered too close. “Stronger, faster, and still trying to kill us. Feels fair.” Hayes said nothing, but Riley could see the change in him. He wasn’t trying to push the boss anymore, wasn’t trading hits just to gain ground. He’d locked into position instead, absorbing the pressure and holding it steady, giving them just enough room to deal with everything else. That was all they needed.

“He’s gone.” “Look at you. Glowing.” Riley smacked my arm. “Glowing and doing heroic shit for your cougar.” I rolled my eyes and gave her a playful shove. “Stop calling her that.” “Oh, come on.” Alex nudged me with his elbow. “You saved her career. You hacked a system, exposed a predator, and got the girl. That’s like… hot boy vigilante behavior.” “Is this what being loved looks like?” Riley said with mock sincerity. “Because it’s making me emotional.”

he asks afraid at the thought of his wife and child knowing his true colours. “I recognised her uniform and asked her once, she told me that you both are friends and not to you about her, Honey,” Eric faces her “Aren’t you all friends?,” she questions. “Aren’t you all enemies?,” Riley asks as he slides into the driver’s seat, one leg stretched out the open door. “Not exactly,” she gives a blunt reply and buckles the seatbelt. “Then are you all friends,” “Nah,” she exhales “We just hate each other, it doesn’t mean we are enemies,”

The diner door swung open behind Brittany, and Riley stepped out onto the sidewalk. His face contorted with rage when he spotted Honey standing there with Grayson. In that split second, Honey could see the transformation, the handsome, charming lawyer she'd once married morphed into something unrecognizable, his features twisted by fury. He must have tried to charm the diner owner, but seeing them here with Brittany, the mask had dropped. "What the hell is this?" Riley's gaze darted between Brittany and Honey. A muscle twitched in his jaw as he fixed on Grayson. "Of course you called them, you fucking little bitch."

A hush fell over the room before everyone began to gossip. 'It's young master' 'I thought he is not going to attend ' 'He looks angry' Riley's nostrils tingled with the same woodsy scent she still remembered from her dream. 'Please, not now' she prayed the moon goddess not to send her mate now. But the mouthwatering scent of her mate is coming closer and closer. Riley peeked from behind David to see where her mate is. She wanted to warn him not to declare that she is his mate in front of everyone. She is worried he might get killed. But the moment her gaze met the man from her dreams, her eyes widened with shock.