Jak Daxter 4 Novels & Stories

"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.

Dax explained. "Yes alpha!" Stryker yelled. Dax gives him a look, then looks at Brady. Brady is just watching with interest. They take out the four guards and Dax goes through the window. Shay is in a cradle and Rachel is standing next to her with her arms crossed. "All clear, Boss." Stryker said. Stryker and Jared come into the bedroom and grab Rachel. Brady walks in behind them. "Well, well, well, I see you brought a human with you. Slumming it Dax?" Rachel laughed.

Daphne's heartbeat doubled and her heart pounded in her chest as she ran through the thick forest. It was dark so she couldn't see the stones or wood that stood out. She could only grunt in pain when they injured her She breathed in short gasps, struggling to get air. Each breath was a fight against exhaustion, which was getting tighter and tighter. The palace guards were getting closer, their footsteps loud and echoing through the trees. It sounded like the end of her freedom. She heard their voices, loud and commanding, cutting through the night air.

At my brother bleeding. Then I smiled, sweet and bad. “Half a million?” I said. “Fine. But I want it in blood, pussy, and gas. And I set the rate.” I walked to the Charger, opened the trunk, pulled out the spare camera case. Inside: not lenses. C4. Detonator. And a flash drive: “DAX VOSS – EVERY RUN, EVERY BODY, EVERY COP ON THE LIST”. I held it up. “New deal. Let Jax walk.