Moriarty The Patriot Light Novels & Stories

Moris only smoked his cigarette with a cold, unfriendly gaze. “I can’t help you fight Alpha Alastair. But if you need to evacuate people to First Light Pack, I can lend you the Rider carriage. There’s an abandoned train station nearby.” Mr. Moris said as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and strode to his office. Jo followed him, glancing back and forth at us.

The night vision goggles made her eyes glow an eerie green. 2. **Marco** - Damien's lieutenant dual-wielded SIG Sauer MPXs, his movements precise as he cleared the corners. The ceramic plates in his vest were rated to stop .308 rounds at point-blank range. 3. **The Asset** - A 6'7" brute in full riot gear that made him look like a futuristic knight. The helmet came off to reveal Damien, his storm-gray eyes burning with barely contained fury. Arthur was already moving, his sedation-resistant body dragging toward the emergency exit. Blood streamed from his broken nose, painting his teeth crimson when he laughed. "You brought my granddaughter to a gunfight?" His voice was a grotesque parody of

Thankfully, there are only a few villagers here, and they don’t seem to mind us at all. Morgan himself doesn’t seem to mind having us here. In fact, he delivers us a hefty plate of eggs, bread, cured meat, and baked beans. I start eating, mostly to have an excuse to not talk, but eventually, I enjoy the taste. Morgan sits with us, drinking from a big mug full of beer. “So, what do you young men sell?” “Armor,” Carlos answers, and I internally thank him for his quick wit. “I recognize the flags you were putting up. It’s for Alpha Tristan, right? The leader of the Moonlight Grove Pack?”

" I heard fast footsteps. They were coming my way! I forced my eyes open, feeling a new strength. I followed them but only saw Adrian and his crew rushing into the casino. His Underboss, Jack, spotted me. "Mr. Lyon, a woman escaped during all the confusion." Adrian scowled, glanced at the dirt on me, and looked away, not giving me another thought. "This doesn't matter! Just deal with it. I need to find Fiona now." 'I am Fiona. I'm right here!' I wanted to scream. However, when I tried to speak, only blood spilled out. My face was a mess of blood and so swollen I did not even look like myself anymore. Adrian did not even recognize me.

“A good suggestion, but no.” “Besides, Marcel Damiano is helping us out,” Jonathan sneered. “The future second walking around dressed as a woman, and not even a respectable woman - a flamboyant slut in short and too-tight dresses. The Morrison pack are watching on in horror and wondering what their future holds if Reid Morrison doesn’t look beyond his friendship and come to his senses that Marcel Damiano is not suitable as a second.”

Their eyes met and the cop flashed her a bloody grin filled with relief. Lightning growled in her chest as her eyes looked around the room. There were five guards huge, with Pelloni in the room. The bastard had a sick smile on his face. " I am going to kill you, " Lightning snarled glaring at the bastard. Pelloni threw back his head and laughed, his laughter cynical and mocking. " I must give it to you blondie you have surpassed my expectations. I didn't expect you to get past my men but I am sorry your luck has just run out, " Pelloni growled and moved his fingers to his men to attack the blonde.

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

To cut it short, this Damian of a man tortured me until I couldn't take it anymore. Last thing I rememberd was that everything went blank and dark. Damian P.O.V I was scared for the second time in my life. The first was when I watched my dad bleed out the last drop of his blood and my mum taken by the head with the spear of our enemy pack. The Bay pack. I reached close to her soft chest to listen to her heartbeat. The softness of her breasts got me but that was not important to me right now. With my super wolf hearing, I heard her heartbeat. They were quite irregular to be human.

The sound is very specific, it is the snap of a switchblade. “I brought you a toy, Laurel. Do you want to see it?” He does not wait for me to answer. Marty pulls out a tiny torchlight from his pocket and turns it on, effectively lighting up the room. And I see it, the shiny blade in his hand. He grins at me and licks the tip of the blade. “I cut my victims with this…would you like to try?” Though my knees threaten to crumble under my weight, I harden my voice at him, “I am Laurel Moon of Morningstar and I have dealt with scum like you before. I will end your miserable existence and purge your pack of all the sins and dirt you have covered it with.”