Identity V Joseph Novels & Stories

His man snapped. “No, but you say you are looking for someone without an identity and tell me he is psycho and expecting me to discover him,” I jerked with the same anger. “He always sent us voice notes. He must be good at technology because he is playing with me through technology from the first day.” Joseph interfered between us. But I glared at his fucking man, and I really wanted to slaughter him. “You must try to find his IP address,” I suggested. “But every time I got an IP of another country,” He replied, and he would never find me because I had done master in fucking computers.

“Who… who were the people I lived with?” Joseph’s expression darkened. “Their real names were Carl and Louisa. They were once trusted allies. And they betrayed everything.” A breath caught in her throat. He turned back to the portrait, his voice rough with memory. “Rosi… she was my only child. The light of my life. A mafia princess by blood. My daughter.” Ellaya’s pulse roared in her ears. Her mouth went dry. “She didn’t want this world,” Joseph continued. “She fell in love with Michael—clean, dignified. A man of peace. I disapproved at first. But when I saw the way she smiled with him… I let her go.”

Odd considering most successful business owners were at least part wolf. Of course, that didn’t mean she was going to lower her guard. “Mr. Motherland?” The older man turned smoothly, a charming smile already curving his lips. A smile that didn’t hide the shrewd intelligence in his dark eyes. “Please, call me Joseph.” “Tosa said you wanted to talk to me?” “Yes, Ms…?”

“You know this.” He nodded in response. “I know,” he said. “That’s one of the things I love about you.” Joseph was returning to his job at the vampire academy this morning and then he was going to the mountain village to see if there was anything needed from him. It was nice having things get back to normal, even if I wasn’t exactly sure what “normal was.” But I knew this was normal for Joseph; he was one of the Elders for his vampire tribe and he was a teacher. This was the kind of stuff that he did, and I knew he was getting cabin fever and not being able to resume his duties.

He added, before he began to demonstrate the story to me, as he began to say to me, “David was as little as me, but he easily defeated Goliath. You see? No matter how big or strong Nathan's elder brother looked, I could totally defeat him. You shouldn't underestimate your little cousin, cousin Adira” “He is an ex soldier who only retired because of an injury. And I heard that in his squad, he is in charge of handling a sniper gun”. I said to Joseph and burst out laughing when he lost his composure and almost fell. This my little cousin, was my pain relief medicine. Forget about going to a doctor to help heal my broken emotions. Joseph had healed me with his lively personality. I shrugged my

“Sure thing.” He then continued, “Joseph was a soldier at Wyvern Peak. The captain of the forty-eighth squad, in fact. He even had a nickname—Cold Steel. There was a major war against the Luposians fourteen years ago. He was ordered to infiltrate the enemy’s rear camp with his squad and eliminate the enemy general…” Juno and her classmates quietly listened to the story—a story about Juno’s father!