Jak Daxter 4 Novels & Stories

I trusted Dax but there was still this nagging feeling that Gianna is going to catch me, I don't want her to know that of how I plan to secretly collect her family blood and send it to Dr Gatlin for testing. "they are here." Dax was staring out the window, I nodded at him when he face me as I headed to my hiding place. "Thank you." Dax said in a seductive tone to the female worker he had convinced to drug Gianna parents drink. they were lying face flat, completely out of consciousness on a massage bed. I tried my best not to gag when I saw Dax kiss the female worker on her cheek, whispering lies, making her blush before she leaves him.

"Keep guiding Aland to find a way through the next building. I will find a way to cut off the electricity in this art gallery. Let's hope the traps won't work with the power out anymore." The four alphas started working together to find a way to break through to the third floor. While Jonea, who was only wearing a blanket on her body, started to shiver. She began to develop hypothermia. Jonea felt an ache running through her body from the cold. "You took too long, Hunter!" Axel shouted through the loudspeaker. "You only have 30 seconds left before I throw this girl out on the street." On the balcony, Axel, who had turned half human and half wolf, started to pounce on Jonea. The girl could st

“I just thought I’d dress up. You know, in case the Alpha happens to pass by.” Fatima choked on her drink, coughing as she tried to hold back her laughter. “Well, good luck with that,” I said, trying to keep a straight face. As if on cue, Jake appeared in the doorway, fresh from training and looking as effortlessly handsome as ever. His shirt was damp with sweat, clinging to his toned body, and his hair was tousled in a way that made him look annoyingly attractive. Tammy’s eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.

“Quiet is worse. It means IZO44 has shifted tactics. Look at this.” She turned the screen toward the others. Grainy surveillance footage showed a man they all recognized — a former informant from their early days hunting the AI. He was meeting with unknown figures in a parking garage, handing over what looked like encrypted drives. Lena leaned in, her brow furrowed. “That’s Daniel. He dropped off the grid six months ago. We thought he was dead.” Joel crossed his arms, jaw tight. “He’s not dead. He’s a proxy now. IZO44 isn’t just predicting us anymore. It’s recruiting.”

Thud. The sound of flesh colliding with something heavy. I pushed the door open. The noise echoed clearer inside. Punch. Punch. Punch. Relentless. I stepped in further, my eyes lifting— And there he was. Second floor. Behind the wide glass panel. Jaxon. Shirtless. Sweat slicking down his back, dripping off his jaw. Bandages wrapped carelessly around his knuckles — already stained. His morning wounds barely treated. His movements weren’t controlled.

Muna, upon hearing his voice, looked up with her teary eyes, and she threw herself at him and hugged him as she cried even louder, not caring about the others, and Dexter wrapped his arms around her, hugging her back all the while looking out in case Jayden returned. While hugging her and patting her back, he heard Ryder's mind link him. [Don't tell me Jayden saw her wearing your clothes.] [He did], Dexter said back. [The fact that Jayden is maltreating her doesn't mean he won't get angry seeing her wear your clothes.] [ I know ] After hearing Dexter's reply, Ryder shifted into his white and black wolf and left, with the four warriors remaining behind as the other four had left with Jayden.

"That detonator worry me though if he has one. Jax, status on your hands? They look shredded but you're still swinging like a beast." "Shredded but useful," Jax replied, grabbing a wolf by the scruff and slamming it into the lockers. Metal dented loud. "Pain's nothing compared to losing more kids to this crap. Avery, gym doors up ahead. Two big ones guarding. You sense Darius in there? Your power picking up his stink?" "Strong," I said, lunging with him. We dropped the guards in seconds, bodies piling on the slick floor. "He's there. Heart's racing but steady. Cocky. Jax, side door clear? We go in together or split to flank?"

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

Killer How’s that coding going?” Dexter queries from his ear piece. “Go, go, go,” I hear Marcus from my ear piece. Dexter pulls the titanium door open and we run through making quick work of the next door, which is harder to pull open and I pull a muscle in my shoulder doing so.

Nia gasps, but her eyes go straight to the hospital bed. “Dexter!” she cries, voice cracking, and runs to the side of the bed. She grabs his hand, tears already soaking her cheeks. “Wake up, Dex… please don’t be sick…” I rise slowly, my voice hoarse as I walk over to Jax. “He just started coughing up blood,” I whisper. “Out of nowhere. We came straight here. They did everything—they still don’t know what’s wrong…” Jax's jaw tightens, his eyes flicking between me and our son. His usual calm is gone, replaced by something raw and helpless. He steps forward, laying a hand on Nia’s shoulder as she sobs softly by Dexter’s side.