Megan Alder Novels & Stories

Megan then remembers Regar patting her on the shoulder, then hugging her briefly to calm her tears as she heard about Helena. "I met with ... Regar from Movaro," Megan said honestly. Eden's eyes darkened. "What?" He began to realize the reason for Regar's absence in the execution of the arson. Before Eden misunderstood, Megan immediately picked up her bag which was seen hanging by the door. She took out her wallet. "He gave this back." Eden glanced at the wallet at a glance. "All the way to Stakhvold?" Megan then proceeded to release a photo of herself with Helena. "He said he'd seen this woman," she points out to Helena in the photo. "Ten years ago here."

*Two months earlier* ~Alden “Let her in.” My assistant nods, pacing toward the door. I watch her slip out, and moments later, another figure walks in. She’s all pushed back shoulders and overbearing confidence. She strides into the room, sinking into the chair in front of my desk with no grace at all. “This is exciting,” Melia says, chewing on her index fingernail. I’ve noticed she’s always done that out of habit. “What does my Alpha need me for?”

Megan threw her head back, laughing, "Seriously, Cat. That's how you hit on a girl?" Cattleya glared at her, drumming her fingers on Veronica's knee, "Oh hush you. I haven't even started." Veronica raised her head to then inquisitively look up at Megan who simply chuckled, reading her mind, “I’m Megan Brooks. One of Cassandra's friends. Captain of the NYPD.” “…You’re not a model?”

The voice made me relax a bit as I looked up. "What are you doing here, Sarah?" Megan asked worriedly. It was Megan Brightwood, the Beta's daughter and, technically, my step-sister. She's really beautiful and like a princess. She was wearing a sleek black satin dress that underlined her elegance. She carried herself with the grace and poise of a true princess, I could only wish to be like her.

Megan shook her head, “The fundraiser is still a week away and today you seem fine. Not busy at all.” “Yesterday was a nightmare and we sorted everything.” “Uh huh?” “He is being considerate because I had missed breakfast and he is just being sweet.” Megan’s phone rang making her pause the conversation. Alice walked to see what Vincent had got him. It was her favorite breakfast bagel. She smiled wider because her bagel was still intact. “I have a work crisis with my client. She is freaking out.” Megan was a fashion consultant. She has been working with high class wives and elites.

Megan, who was old and with clearly visible lines on her face, looked sadly at Caramel. "See what?" "Oh, Bianca! I don't know why your mother doesn't provide television in your house!" said Megan with a deep sigh. Yes, Megan is acting. Even though Megan is clear about the reasons behind it all. Of course, so that nothing could reconnect Caramel's memories with the past. Especially at that time, the news about a missing girl named Alice Gricelle Johnson had gone viral throughout the media. "Come on! Come to my house, Caramel."

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Kaze smiled and chatted with Sophie. “The two unpopular kids can only seek comfort in each other.” Megan scoffed. “I heard you got a new car, Megan. What is it?” the person next to Megan asked. The group was self-proclaimed elites who discussed international politics, economics, and luxury goods. The question was not exactly a chance for her to brag. Megan, a beautiful woman and the deputy director of HR, was one of the top executives among them. She was the birthday girl and the center of attention tonight.

She is protecting them, using our warriors as bait. Megan stood up and started walking in their tent. She had doubts about the whole plan, but she did not want to admit it. In the beginning, she saw everything in the bright colors, but after the last failure, she was not so sure. The Alpha they fought was bothering her. It is still a mystery how she was able to protect herself against their magic.

How the hell does he know our parents? “That’s correct.” He turns to Megan. “Name?” “Megan Alston.” He raises an eyebrow. “You’re Alpha Cory’s daughter?” Megan lifts her chin defiantly. “I am.” “I’m surprised he let you come here.” “He doesn’t expect me to succeed,” she says, the muscle in her jaw ticking. “Prove him wrong,” Alpha Michael says, making Megan blink and I'm surprised when the defiance falls away. “Yes sir.” He nods and turns to the last person.