Joel Dawson Novels & Stories

Dawson. “This is what he dreamt of in the hopes that his child will be accepted by his people. Because to Roland Yates, family is all that matters whether by blood or by choice. Today, join me in welcoming Roland Yates’ pride and joy, Celine Anne Yates” Atty. Dawson started clapping then Celine slowly walked towards the table. “Thank you, Uncle Jeffrey” Celine greeted warmly. Daniel could not believe that Celine would reveal herself in that way. Honest and raw.

Controls has never been his strong suit. "My name is Mr. R.J Dawson. But you will address me as Mr. Dawson or Professor Dawson. Nothing more and nothing less" his voice was cold and straight to the point. It cut through the air like an arrow piercing everyone’s ear with his dark bass stuffed voice. Mr. Dawson had on a black well tailored suit with a white crisp shirt and a black tie. He looked like he walked off the set of a GQ photoshoot. He had dark hair that was a tussled mess atop his head and sultry mocha brown eyes that usually left those of the female species very very speechless.

and I’ll pick us out some clothes and grab the towels.” He nodded and kissed my forehead before he headed in there. I let out a huge sigh. His emotions were all over the place and it was taking a toll on me. I could feel his sadness, exhaustion, and worry. They were thick and suffocating. I never truly understood the weight of being an Alpha until now. He worries for his people and everyone else that he hold dear to him. I’m amazed he doesn’t have some form of anxiety. I grabbed him a black shirt, dark ripped up blue jeans, and a pair of socks from him closet and sat them on the dresser. Then I reached in and grabbed a black pair of pants for me and a black shirt. We looked like the Addams

Dalton’s point of view: With an exasperated sigh, I sat down at my study table and scattered every document related to the paper works I had to complete in front of me. “Do you need any help?” I glanced up when Lucas spoke. He’d taken a seat on the couch by the office door. “There’s not much to do. It’s okay.” I shook my head. It wasn’t like I didn’t trust him. This was a top secret kind of mission that we’ve been working on and I don’t think the other Alphas would be as cool as me when they learn that I’ve let someone who wasn’t a pack member help me with the paper works.

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

Although he keeps a lot of his business, quiet it’s difficult to tell what is actually going on over there. “Well, I’m glad he is gone. That bastard was blackmailing me!” Dawson from the Eclipse Park says and I remember his name from that list. No doubt he betrayed his luna and didn’t want her to find out. A few more add the same, it seems only Jaden and Elio don’t care either way. Teddy is rather quiet which I decide not to read into, but if he is siding with Richard, then they could be a problem.

Louis to tremble while Kelly looked like she had seen a ghost. "W-we are s-sorry, s-sir." Mr. Louis stuttered, scratching the back of his neck in the process as he refused to raise his head up. "Shut that trap. Sorry isn't going to cut it for my daughter-in-law, who almost got killed under your own roof." Don Luciano bellowed and I rolled my eyes, trying to figure out if he was putting on a show to make people think he cared about me. But he didn't do that when Ria died, he was so fucking nonchalant, and yet, I was almost killed, and he was terrorizing these people.

Dawson resolved to approach the conversation with empathy and understanding, hoping to remind Damian of the values they shared and the potential consequences of his actions. With each step forward, Dawson felt a mix of trepidation and determination. His love for his friend, coupled with a deep concern for Ava's safety, compelled him onward. He knew he had to find a way to convey the gravity of the situation, to pull Damian back from the precipice of irreversible actions.

Every person present inside that place watched at them with their happiness filled glossy eyes, especially Dawson and Ariella's mother, Verena. Wiping his eyes, Dawson stepped closer to them which made all three of them look at him. He finally found that happiness on his child's face which he had wanted to see because Dawson had never wanted his son to feel that pain which he had suffered almost his entire life but intentionally, he ended up giving that same pain to his son by keeping his love and his child away from him but now finally his sin had been redeemed. His son found his salvation in his love and it was just because of that only person, Ariella Kayzon.