Novel & Cerita Meredith Cyberpunk Romance

AIDEN’S POV: Silence filled the air after Elara’s words. No lineage. No witnesses. No proof. Councilman Thorne leaned back in his chair slowly, hisfingers tapping against the armrest. “So…you have no pack history. No bloodline we can trace. No wolf blood identity.” My Jaw tightened. “She is still my mate,” I said, unyielding. Councilwoman Mirelle tilted her head. “With respect, Alpha Aiden, bonds can be… distorted. Especially when a human is involved.”

“Now that you can see who you are talking to. who has you. I would like us to get down to business. I woke up and opened your mouth to answer me and me alone. No one else, he ordered. I gave him a nod. A girl walked in toward me; she was wearing a white, handless cotton gown with a blue shoe. Her skin was filled with marks; her blue eyes were dimmed; they had lost the joy of life. Her face looked familiar; it did not take a while for me to recognise her. She was Meredith. Grim sister. She walked towards me looking lifeless. She looked weaker than she was in our pack. What could have happened to her? I thought she was a Killian slave. What was she doing with Damjne in his pack?

She knows fully well that Avery's misery isn't entirely down to Roman, but she also knows that a part of her hates herself for getting attached to somebody she shouldn't be attached to. She needs to be at home, where her doctors know her and how to help her, and where she and Lilith are within two hours of her in case she needs them. Meredith first knocks on Lilith's door, unable to believe she's only known the girl a day. All three of them clicked instantly, and they've been banded together ever since that morning. Lilith climbs off of Zephyr, who looks somewhat pissed off when the knock sounds throughout the room.

"You've gotten better over the years, brother. But it won't help you. Even your daughter won't be able to save you once I'm finished with you…and her." You could almost see the veil of red descend over Cian's eyes at the taunt, and he sent a wave of fire at Mikhail. For a heartbeat, the entire crowd seemed to hold its breath. Then Meredith moved forward, her steps unhurried, the dust and smoke parting around her as though unwilling to cling. She didn’t look at Cian. Didn’t look at the fallen hybrids. Her gaze never left Mikhail.

Though the coffee and energy drink seemed to be pumping in enough caffeine and sugar to allow her to listen to her partner’s briefing. The two had landed another job with a gang on the eastern Spiredecks, a simple smash and grab in the Fringe Zone. Normally jobs like these would be a done deal through the dark net, but some Mili Cybs preferred a face to face meeting. Nobody really knew why the cybernetic outcasts wanted to meet whoever they were working with in person but, Sol’s guess was that so the souped up walking refrigerators could get a trace on their scent if things went bad.

I’m adding another story to this book. It’s set in the same world but follows a different path and characters. You can read it on its own, but it connects to the main story in important ways. I hope you enjoy this new addition. Title : ( RUTHLESS ALPHA ) Chapter 61 Eloise Richards leaned over the scarred wooden bar and rapped her knuckles twice to catch Wayne’s eye. He was pouring a draft for a guy in a trucker hat, but he lifted his chin in acknowledgment.

"Condom sex and we will watch Angel." She slips the money into a cash box bolted to the wall. A few clicks on the keyboard and the wall opposite the couch looks like it is transparent into Angel's room. There is Carla, back to us, doing a strip for a guy on the couch. "Oh, that is Marty, he is one of those tech millionaires. He tips very well. Carla is going to have a good night." She flips through several views, looking into the room from different angles, or down from the ceiling. "Which view do you want?"