Katee Robert Series Novels & Stories

Kate says. As the doors open, we hear a lot of people oohing about how amazing the room looks. From twinkle lights hanging lower than the ceiling, to the white tablecloths with emerald accented chairs, to the candlestick centerpieces, everything is perfection. As the Packs start to come in, I notice Katie tense up as Boyd, a wannabe suitor, comes in and kisses her cheek. I nod to him as he moves into the room. The fact is I don’t like Boyd. He’s certainly good looking, as most wolves are, but there is something about him I never liked. And I suspect he doesn’t like me a lot either.

"And then.....I will find you." ********************************* 19 years later Black Moon Pack Persephone's POV Droplets of water fell from the oblivion. My soul was on fire, my peace taken, world turned upside down. Every year the mating ceremony ignited hopes in werewolves across the globe. Like every other girl I had dreams of finding my beloved soulmate and then I found him.

"Have Robert take care of it." "Make it look genuine," he'd said to me previously when I informed him about Catya's parents. Killian had a talent for transforming difficult matters into something almost beautiful, as if crafting a narrative. That’s the reason I stayed with him. Robert’s home was located at the street’s end, its lights gently illuminating the curtains. It was pleasant, spacious enough to indicate he had succeeded, yet not so elegant that it shouted he was concealing something. Inside, the atmosphere was cozy, carrying the scent of bourbon and a nearly extinguished fire. Robert opened the door by himself. He appeared weary, more aged than I recalled, with strands of grey in hi

Four years ago, Robert changed her name to Bobbi. Bruce’s nose turned up with resentment. He didn’t care what anyone wanted to be in life. That was what freedom was all about. However, he didn’t like being fooled. Then he came to Margo’s profile. He knew her stats. Yet he didn’t know who she truly was. How could the woman he had held and kissed and loved be a low-down hacker who stole everything she had? How did it come to that for her? He stared at her picture. It looked like a driver’s license picture, and it looked good. Margo never looked bad.

I couldn’t help but think she shouldn’t have had to see that side of me—the messy, complicated side that made me push everyone away. I dropped the tablet back exactly where I’d found it, my mind racing with a mix of remorse—maybe she didn't worth the way I was treating her— and a strange longing. Before I left her room, I spotted a book lying on her desk. The title read Hunting Adeline—a dark, twisted romance I’d heard people talk about. I couldn’t resist; I grabbed it, figuring that maybe I’d give it a read later. I needed a distraction, something to quiet the storm in my head.

Robert tells her. “No one cares about you, Robert. This is about Ivy,” his Mom calls back. “Well, I will be back, don’t celebrate too soon,” Robert calls after her. Then he looks at me and grins. I follow Kate to the dining room. Not a thing has changed about this house. We sit down. Robert heads upstairs. Joan Thorne walks back in with a tray of tea and some cookies. “Kate… you need to go make your bed and get your laundry done.”

'Besides/ she added, justifying herself, 'you're so busy with reports and all. 'And have you?' Kate asked. 'Have you worked through it?' Amy shook her head. 'Of course not/ Kate went on, 'how could you, without talking about it? It's a rotten thing to happen to anybody.' She glanced at her friend's abandoned meal. 'I take it you've finished eating?' Amy nodded. 'Go ahead, enjoy your smoke.' Kate drew her cigarillos from her handbag and lit one with deft, quick movements. 'Now,' she said, flicking out the match, 'say what bothers you most about this Robert business.'

“And who is that?” “You remember Kate?” “Kate?” Gabriel repeated. “Yes! Kate. You dated her I think. The two of you have been friends for years. I heard she’s back in Denver. The job overseas didn’t seem to work out too well.” Kate?! The only Kate he remembered was Kate Caddel. An old friend. They had dated briefly, before she traveled overseas. They didn’t keep in touch that much, they were both very busy people. But Kate’s father on the other hand. Her father was an alpha. Alpha of the Dark Moon pack. The second largest pack in the Americas.

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑺 𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑨𝑪𝑲!!! Katherine ran towards Robert's cabin, she was terrified and bothered. "Robert! Robert..." She blurted as she stepped into the cabin. Robert was working on something and appeared oblivious to the happenings outside.

“No crying, Kat. I’m doing this because I want to and because I can. I make more than enough money from my paying clients, believe me. Don’t worry about bankrupting me with one pro bono op. OK?” “OK,” she whispered. “Thank you.” Jim took her hand, gave it a reassuring squeeze. She took a deep breath, then managed a smile at the two men. “Alright, Dallas.” Kat cleared her throat. “Tell me what else you’re thinking.” “No beating around the bush, hon. I need to know Leanne and Bobby’s real names.” Dallas and Jim expected her to protest, but to their complete and utter shock, she nodded. “Yeah, I figured. I already called her and told her what’s going on.”