Novel & Cerita Major Pettigrew's Last Stand

"Is that all you got?" As he raises his fist to strike again, Celeste interrupts. "Nathan, cut the feed," she commands with unwavering authority. "That's enough. You can play with your new pet some more tomorrow." "Yes Mama," he responds obediently like her little puppy. He takes the walkie talkie out of his pocket and says an order in rapid Spanish. Then, he approaches me again and reaches out to stroke my hair, but I recoil in disgust.

“The rematch approaches. Preparations must be confirmed.” “Preparations,” Dante interrupted, “are wasted if one of us collapses first.” His gaze slanted toward me, lazy but lethal. “From the look of things, that collapse isn’t far off.” Murmurs again. Heads turned. And then a lesser Lord, one of Selene’s loyalists — a man with a narrow face and eyes too sharp for his station — spoke the words that cut through me. “Perhaps Perez should be disqualified before the rematch. He cannot even control his… pet human.”

I was left here alone, probably with Gavin, and now - my whole body shook with a shot of electricity up my spine, now Mysterio is here too. I turned to face him again, and the air felt thicker, harder to breathe in as I looked at the huge flashing danger sign standing there. How well did Trent really know this guy? "Inside." He jerks his head towards the door, but I stand my ground. "Pet, don't make me ask twice. You won't like it." "I am NOT a pet," I half yell as my face pinches together and I almost recoil in regret, but nope, not today. From the beginning, he will know how this goes. He can't order me around. He works to serve me, not the other way around.

he explained. “I’m not going to lie, I was glad to be there to see Grenville taken down, his face was a picture when Sarah told the Parley that Hugh was not the wolf they were looking for.” laughed Pete. “Grenville, as you saw, is a sanctimonious little prick, I hope he gets fired.” he said to Annie and Hugh and everyone nodded in agreement. Once dinner was over Hugh ordered coffee for everyone. Hugh and Pete went to the bathroom which gave Pete a chance to speak to Hugh alone.

"Really? I heard his uncle's a big deal in Mendorra. Is that true?" "Absolutely. Word is he's a heavyweight in the Special Patrol!" "That strong? He's not going to let this slide, that's for sure!" The spectators buzzed with gossip. "You think you can lay a hand on me!?" Montez scrambled to his feet. "You're done for!" With that, he lunged at Mystical Chubby, fists ready. He had some fighting chops, enough to be considered a warrior of ultimate mastery. He figured he had been caught off-guard before, which was why Mystical Chubby managed to land a sneak attack.

Andy turned and nudged Oliver, who nudged Ashton, who shook his head and tapped me on the arm. “Mason, your pet’s talking to you." he remarked. I turned to look for her. I smiled a little, spotting her as she walked over. She had her rolled-up sleeping bag in her arms and wearing probably the least feminine outfit she could put together from my sister’s clothes. “Ain't his pet Ashton. So I suggest ya stop calling me that." Adder glared at Ashton walking up to me.

He added. “You underestimate me too much, Levi Carter,” I responded and we both laughed as we set off to get rid of the men, “the one with the highest kill treats the other to a drink tomorrow?” I proposed. “Deal.” He accepted and it didn’t take long for the large space to become a huge battlefield. The men wouldn’t stop falling left and right and while some of them proved to be a pain, the others were weak. It took a longer minute than I expected and I checked my wristwatch for the time, I really have to be with Maeve in thirty minutes time.

Roger, noticing Margaret's expression falling, leaned close to Tyler and whispered, "Hey, can we leave now? Let's just sign the papers and grab the money." Tyler motioned for him to shut up, then asked Margaret carefully, "Mrs. Fuller, should I go ahead and send this girl to the winery?" Margaret didn't answer him. Instead, she reached down and helped me to my feet. Her hands trembled as she ripped the tape off my mouth. The scab on my swollen, torn lips ripped open again, and blood dripped down, splattering onto her high heels. Tyler's face darkened. He shoved me aside and dropped to the floor to wipe her shoes. "You little tramp! How dare you get Mrs. Fuller's shoes dirty! Get out of the w

I placed my tray on a nearby empty table and calmly moved between them, shielding Amma’s trembling body with my own. The second slap landed on my cheek. It stung, but I absorbed the force of it without blinking. The maid, Petra, sneered at me, her face inches from mine. "And you. You think you're so special now, don't you? You think because the Alpha showed you a moment of attention, you're above the rest of us." The fight between Alec and Lucas was clearly the favored gossip of the night. Other servants began to gather, drawn by the drama. Emboldened by Petra’s aggression, they added their own spiteful remarks.

Anyone but me. And when they beheld me, by the choker of silver crescent moon on my neck, they knew I am his Pet—an actual title in this pack, and the pack to where I came from, that was reserved only to one person. I am an Alpha’s Pet. Alpha Cain’s very wild Pet.