Npcs Drew Hayes Novels & Stories

I set my fork down, the sharp clink against the plate echoing too loudly in the dead space between us "Your stitches," I started, my voice tight as I forced him to hear me. "Did the doctor actually clear you to return to the border lines, or are you just pretending you didn't almost die three days ago?" Hayes didn't turn his head. He didn't even pause his movement. "The pack’s security isn't your business ciara, focus on your plate and eat,” "I dragged your bleeding, unconscious body into this house while the entire council was praying for your heart to stop, Hayes. I think your current state of health is somewhat my concern."

I knew the law, and I knew how to use it to protect myself. Hayes Group's stock plummeted. In just a few days, the company lost tens of billions in market value. Longtime business partners pulled their investments, and competitors seized the opportunity to strike. I visited Hunter once at the detention center. He wore a prison uniform, his hair cropped short, looking exhausted and haggard. He stared at me through the glass, his eyes bloodshot. "Rose… I was wrong." Those were the first words he said to me. I looked at him. "What exactly were you wrong about?"

he asks after a beat, his voice low. I sit up a little straighter, my hand still holding his. "Beardy is dead," I say. "Will is still in the hospital recovering from the gunshot wound. He's going to stand trial." I pause. "One Ear is in a coma." Hayden stares at the ceiling for a second. Then, slowly, a small, dark smile spreads across his bruised face. "Perfect." I narrow my eyes at him. "What are you planning?" Hayden turns his head slightly to look at me. Even weak and bruised, that familiar mischievous glint is still there in his eyes.

"Hayes, get him a medical attention. Just enough to keep him alive for trial. Then transfer him to federal custody. I don't want to see his face again." "With pleasure, sir." --- DAMIEN The drive back to the Hamptons is serene and peaceful. I replay all that happened in my head. The trap. The counter-trap. The moment he thought I'd lost—and then Reeves stepping out of the shadows to shoot him. "When did you know about the maintenance worker?" I finally ask Hayes.

“I thought you didn’t trust elf magic.” “I don’t,” Theron says. “But I trust you less when you go off alone.” That makes me laugh, a dry, tired sound. “You’re getting sentimental.” He smirks. “Don’t tell anyone. It’ll ruin my reputation.” When I’m about to mount up, he suddenly says, “Lucian… if this goes south…” “It won’t,” I say, cutting him off. Hayes waits outside the gate, his dark cloak blending into the morning fog. He gives me a silent nod before fading into the trees. I know he’ll follow from a distance.

"See that? One phone call from the Hayes, and even Chief Jacobs came personally! Let's see who dares disrespect the Hayes now!" Before he even finished bragging, Yuri hurried forward, fawning shamelessly. "Chief Jacobs, perfect timing! This delivery guy stole a priceless antique and tried to extort the Hayes family. You—" Before he could finish, Chief Jacobs strode right past him, heading straight toward me.

Just then, the doors opened, and Hayes walked in with his friends. Mila noticed him immediately. “Ah, the devil himself finally decided to show up,” she said with a smirk. “Yep, and so did his minions,” Willow added. Mila glanced at Hayes and raised an eyebrow. “He cleans up pretty well, though. I’ll give him that.” “That he does,” Willow replied, looking him over. “He looks good tonight.” Mila stared at her as if she had suddenly grown two heads. “Seriously?” Before Willow could answer, Hayes noticed them.

Hayes was pleased with her subtle, yet breathtaking appearance and was able to sit calmly and watch her to his satisfaction. After his mother finished her work at the CEO’s office and left to tidy up other rooms, Mario never bothered about her again and got carried away with his new friends. Or so he’d called them. “So, little man” Hayes finally made a move after the exit of his friend who stepped out for a while. The little boy turned to him and Hayes gestured out with his hand that he come closer. Mario jumped down from the chair he was on and walked round the large desk to meet him.

She came out and went to Nathan to talk to him, Nathan as usual looked happy when he saw her but he also looked very sad, it looked like he hadn’t slept and was exhausted. His appearance was terrible but Hayley chose to ignore all of it, she was not here to know about his welfare. “Has Mr. Nox left?” Nathan asked. Hayley gave him a nod and said, “he will be back to pick me up in the evening, an I am here to talk about something else alpha.” Nathan nodded, “have a seat, what is it?” Hayley talked to him and they discussed about it, after a while Hayley came out and she was met with Astrid.

It seemed as though everyone who had been sitting in Harper’s car would also be in trouble. They were extremely nervous, and they looked at Hayward to ask for his help. Hayward immediately understood what they were trying to tell him. So, he immediately walked toward Yoel, Aiden, and the others before he said respectfully, “Sirs, I am Hayward from Yorknorth Mountain. I had a short encounter with Aiden before this.” Yoel looked at Aiden, and Aiden whispered something to Yoel immediately. Yoel nodded before he smiled and said, “Well, Hayward. What do you want to say?”