Novel & Cerita Linus Caldwell

Somewhere in this world, his old mate was still alive. "I couldn’t sense her... was it because her wolf was down with her in that coma?" "Or because she didn’t want to be found," I answered my wolf as I walked back to my desk. I picked up the encrypted phone and called Nino and Leo. I was being a hell of a lot more careful now when it came to cybersecurity. I’d never stopped to think that Alina’s father had been one of the men who designed the whole system my empire stands on. The man was dead, but maybe Alina, a woman I’d never given much credit beyond a pretty face and polished poise, knew a lot more than I’d ever assumed.

he ordered Gamma Liam before stepping away. Gamma Liam rushed after him. They both left Daisy and me behind. I stood up from my seat and ambled toward Daisy who stood frozen at a spot. “I hope Gamma Liam didn't bother you much this time?” I casually tapped her arm. “Did I see right?” “What?” My eyes wandered, trying to figure out what she was referring to. “Alpha Leonardo dried your hair,” she brushed her eyelids, flickering them. “Why would he do that for you?” I shrugged. “I don’t know. Probably, because he is….” My hand cupped my mouth as I whispered the word, “Bipolar.” A grin flashed on my face.

Rasmus moved back and spit out that small chunk of flesh. Rasmus watched as Alonso already started to heal. He was too f*cking strong. No wonder how he was able to take over the North just like that. Alonso was an undefeated warrior. If only he was a good guy. He would've been a great help to the werewolf world. But alas, he chose the wrong path, and now he had to die one day for taking all the innocent souls. Alonso snickered, he had a faraway look in his eyes, it was obvious he was mind-linking. And not a second later, Rasmus heard Catherine screaming in pain.

Ryan explains putting a black piece in my left ear. “ Now we can communicate with you through this and we can hear everything you hear. We won’t turn it on until you leave the territory. We will be able to hear everything you do, and if you do end up in any danger on the way we will be able to walk you through what you have to do.” Creed added. “Now with this connected to your shirt” Ryan started taking out a black pin and pinning it to my shirt

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

"I have no objections." Laura looked at the man who had remained silent yet impossible to ignore. "This gentleman looks unfamiliar. May I ask…" Lorenzo withdrew his gaze from Anna and sat down beside her unhurriedly. The moment he sat, a forceful presence filled the space, as if the air itself had thinned. His voice was flat. "Lorenzo." Caldwell. In New York, any name tied to Caldwell symbolized power. Laura understood instantly. Everyone took their seats. Some cast curious glances at Anna.

“I’m not asking, Dad.” I looked at Liam. His hands were shaking but he held eye contact with Desmond. He was determined and I had told him if he wasn’t willing to step up with the consequences, that he should wait. “What do you mean you’re not asking. I’m your father. Who do you think will be paying for…” “I got a four year scholarship through the Guild. They found my dissertation on the benefits and capabilities of ley lines to be worth covering my tuition. They offered me a full ride and the option for a Masters.”

Nixon- ~~~~~~~One year later~~~~~~~ “When your opponent comes at you low, it leaves them open for your wolf to attack them from high” Luca calls over the grunts of the sparing teams “When your opponent comes in low it leaves their neck and spine exposed” I stand by as he moves around the mats correcting stances. “What do you think” he asks me as he approaches. “Justine Wilkins is favoring her left knee more then she was yesterday, send her to the doc and get her checked out.”