I Can Track Everything Novels & Stories

It’s becoming a straight-up obsession. Yesterday, when I came back from that phone call at the restaurant and saw Denzel sitting in my chair, talking to my woman, I almost lost it. Spark, my wolf, was clawing at the surface, screaming to be let out so he could sink his teeth into Denzel’s throat. I had to shut him out with everything I had just to keep from shifting in the middle of dinner. I pulled up the special app on my phone. I’d installed a silent tracking feature on her TitanLink phone—not because I didn't trust her, but because I wanted to know her every move. I wanted to make sure no man came close.

I couldn’t be jealous of some unknown person. “I’ve the tracker on her phone. It’s not a problem.” I said. With a shrug, I was drinking my champagne when Jake showed me the problem. “Yeah, about that. There’s a problem with your plan.” Jake said. He maintained the tracking application for the office phones. Maria’s included. He showed me his phone. “I received a notification about losing connection with a phone. It’s untraceable. Last known location is the condo.”

Before life gave me a child I did not plan for but had come to love. The Tristan the world once paid to make people disappear. The air is sharp as I step onto the street, my pulse steady, breath even, mind slicing thought from thought with surgical precision. I pull out my phone, swipe to the encrypted folder disguised as a file for academic grading, and open the interface. A blinking dot appears on the screen, weak but alive. The tracker. The one I slipped into the lining of all her shoes. I did not trust that she wouldn’t try to sneak off to another party after the Kiara party incident.

She called him and he came running. “Can you… tell me if James’s ID card has a tracker?” I asked. “Certainly, Mrs. Taylor,” the man on the other end replied, sounding puzzled but willing to help. “It’s standard for all students to wear ID badges with trackers. I can activate it and send you the link to follow his location.” Relief flooded through me, tempered only by the pounding dread in my chest. “Please, send it immediately.”

I smacked my forehead. Right. For someone with a ten-figure bank balance, looking into a person was child's play. I'd been so stupid not to have realized that. I should've figured it out the moment I joined the company. Calvin had already dug up every last detail about me then.

Mira asked, her voice shaky but her tone growing sharper as she calmed down. Nia pressed the gear harder, the car surging forward. “It’s not just about the car. Do you understand what phone tracking is and how it works?” Mira nodded, adjusting herself in the seat. “Yeah, they’re using our phones, Nia. If they have access to the network, they can pinpoint where we are through the signal. It’s like triangulation—our phones send signals to nearby cell towers, and if they’ve hacked into the system or planted malware on our phones, they can track us in real time.”

His happiness came from my pain, while my happiness was found in my own suffering. “You look terrible, Lucian. Did you spend the night outside? “He asked, with a teasing tone, as he made his way toward the entrance of my bathroom. “Get out, Zeke.” I rolled my eyes, feeling weary, and stood up from the chair. Andrew took a step closer and offered me his iPad. “Boss, we have the same problem.” The tracker has stopped functioning. I let out a sigh. That tracking chip was too small for her to overlook. I have felt that way about her since the day I bought her at the auction. “How could that happen?”

I pull out my phone and activate the tracking device installed in Bella's ring. I'm coming malishka... ... ...

For the millionth time, I opened the tracker app on my phone. Her blue dot was still at the manor. As soon as it moved, I'd alert Isaac. He had access to the same app. I knew he was also watching, but it made me feel better to see her, even if she was a blue dot.

His heat will start in two days that is why he needs to take his suppressants daily so that his pheromones won’t affect any alpha around. He made his way towards the exit where he saw a big man with a small board that has his name. He walks towards him and there he saw another man wearing suits beside him. “Hi! You’re Eiji Satoshi?”asked George “yes, you must be the friend that my dad told me about. Mr?”eiji shake hands with him