Isaac Walter 소설 & 이야기

My truck is somewhere farther by the road and I slowly walk towards it. “Do you need our help, Mister Bannister?” I shook my head and walked consciously. “Search the area fow Bernard and his friends, make sure you take Randy to the hospital and let the pack doctors look into him. I heal so no problem about me, I just need to get some rest.” Stopping by the driver’s side I turned to look at the warrior who was eager behind me. “What’s your name and how old are you?” The warrior stood straight and opened his mouth to answer me. “I Isaac sir, originally lived here and my family agreed to support you as the new leader.”

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

I added. “Your wife?” Mr. Isaac inquired. I flinched, a frown instantly forming. “She’s not my wife.” “Sorry, sir,” Mr. Isaac replied. I ignored his apology; it was the least of my concerns. “Good luck.” I handed him a glass of alcohol—a boost for the battle. He drank it, returned the glass, and left for the auction. A few minutes later, Mr. Isaac’s voice came through the wireless speaker. “Mr. Wesley, I’m in. It’s about to start.”

Isaac cut him off, dismissing his sympathy “Keep me informed of any news. And try not to play dead for too long. Remember, I got into this to make Evan Carnby fall. I’m not willing to wait that long to see that happen.” “And you’re certainly not going to take advantage of your proximity to the mafia to make this happen out of our sight, are you, kid?” Wilson growled, dismissive. Isaac's only response was to just hang up and throw the cell phone on the floor of the car, knowing he would have to destroy that phone line anyway. It wasn't like this was the first argument he'd had with the Commissioner... And it wasn't like Wilson was wrong. He was a double agent playing only on his own side and,

“There’s no what if!” ‘I must go! ‘I must bring back the real Ice Jade Flower!’ Blair thought to himself. Amos sighed internally. He said nothing further as he knew he could not persuade Blair. He sent Solomon a message and told him that Blair wanted to go to Rilburg to find Isaac. … Tilburg. Isaac was the king of the city’s underground world. A few years ago, he intercepted Fowler Enterprise’s goods at sea. Blair brought people there to negotiate. However, it did not end well, and both parties fought at sea.

I needed to create an heir to get the elders off my back, and what better way than to get a breeder? As I made my way towards the steep stairs that led to the main sitting area of the arena, Isaac came strolling down. He wore a white button-down with the top buttons unbuttoned so you could see his chest hair beneath and a pair of black sacks. His long black hair was up in a bun at the top of his head, and it seemed he had grown out his mustache and beard. "Brother," he called, opening his arms wide. "I was starting to believe that you were going to blow me off."

Syanna knew instantly that he wasn’t a threat, but he did scare the living shit out of her. “Sorry,” he mumbled with a chuckle. “You get so used to sneaking up on people around here, because everyone has heightened senses.” Syanna forced a smile as she gathered the books that had fallen from her. “Well, I’m just a little human. No heightened hearing, smelling, seeing or speed.” “Gotcha.” He beamed at her. “I’m Isaac, by the way.” “Syanna.” “Oh, I know,” Isaac said. “Your name is all around campus, especially with the vampires. People find you as a threat. I, for one, want to be on your good side so when the real you is unleashed, I’ll be safe.”

she said, peeking at him through her lashes. Issac tilted his head, looking away. "There's nothing much to tell you. I don't have any siblings. My father is a businessman, and I'll be taking over his business in the future. My mother is the sweetest, and I live in a place near the academy with my two cousins. They are twins. The younger one is Maddox, and he annoys the f*ck out of me, while the elder one is Theodore. An absolute nerd. But I love them like my own brothers," he said. "That's so lovely. I don't want to sound imposing or conservative, but it's just friendly advice. Cursing is not good," she said, and he chuckled.

We met up in my office not too long after breakfast. Charlotte insisted on pushing his wheelchair around the pack house. Creed didn’t mind though, he said he was too good to be pushing someone around all day. I made sure to tell him not to tell Charlotte that. “ So first what’s your name? All I know is you are Charlotte's brother” I started the conversation because they didn’t seem to know what to say to each other really. “ Well I'm not sure if this is the same name she remembers but I’ve always been called Henry. If they used my name, here the past few years they’ve used anything but.” He finished looking towards the ground as he spoke playing with his fingers.

“Don’t be a fool, Damion. This isn’t just about you. It’s about legacy. About power. And Isabelle doesn’t belong in that equation.” I leaned forward, my voice low and dangerous. “You can play your games with Kaia, but leave Isabelle out of it. If you touch her or her son—” Walter smirked. “Her son. Now there’s an interesting topic, isn’t it?” My heart pounded, but I didn’t give him the satisfaction of a reaction. “Walk away, Damion,” he said, his tone soft but menacing. “Before you lose everything.” Kaia’s POV I watched Walter from across the room as he poured himself a drink, his calculated movements a reflection of the ruthless mind that controlled them.