Novel & Cerita Patron Of Lost Causes

Like it's his greatest achievement. "Why would you be challenged? Conveniently for you, no other packs know of your existence. And no one here is going to do it. They're all...... Weak. You profited the most from Hector's death it seems" I watch him closely, his facade drops for a second and pure anger flashes through his eyes. He doesn't take the bait quite as I hoped but I've planted the seed none the less. "Hector was my longest friend. He was like a brother to me. I swear a moon oath here and now. I had no hand in his death"

“You’re allowed to give me a moment to do it.” He accepted that. Picked up his keys. “It was your writing that made me think of it,” he said. “So it would be yours too, if you wanted it to be. Not mine with your name attached. Yours, with whatever support I can offer.” He left. I stood in the kitchen for a long time after the front door closed. I called Kendrick at ten. “Question,” I said when he picked up. “Always a bad sign,” he said. “If someone wanted to use a platform to advocate for better support and research funding around pregnancy loss. Real advocacy, not just content. Could that be a direction?”

But now that she mentioned the name Kirby again, he wanted to know who he was. "Is Kirby someone special to you?" Brieanna met his gaze. That was for a moment and she stare back front. Guess she didn't want him to see her lonely eyes when she talks about the guy. "Kirby is my best friend. We met in a family reunion. He was not family, more of a distant cousin's friend. I don't know how but me and him got closed together and we would talk all the time about just our loneliness." She stopped to inhale and then sighed heavily. "But he is a damn loser! He suddenly disappeared without saying his goodbye to me. He just suddenly left me. Then I felt betrayed by the only person I trusted, the only p

--- The Patron poured himself another cup of tea. "I knew your fathers well." "They were brilliant men." "They disappointed me." Elena's voice turned cold. "They opposed you." "They limited themselves." He looked almost saddened. "They couldn't see the future." Adrian took a step forward. "My grandfather believed humanity mattered more than progress." "And that," the Patron replied calmly, "is why he lost." Silence settled over the room. The air itself seemed heavier. --- Then... Something unexpected happened. The Patron looked directly at Elena. For the first time...

But the storm wasn’t over. His father-in-law “Harold Hayes" a man whose fortune had bought him arrogance as thick as his waistline, leaned back in his chair. He swirled his wine lazily, the red liquid catching the chandelier light like blood. His voice was calm, but his disdain was sharper than a blade.

He says softly. I might not understand the pain of losing a mate, but I do understand the pain of loss. It can be crippling sometimes. He is right that it helps to talk about the person that you lost though. Talking about my parents more and more brought me a little of the closure that I needed after all of the years alone. I started to finally feel like myself again after Dante found me. That was partially because he is the most amazing man I have ever met, and partially because I came to terms with all that had happened to myself and my family all of those years ago. That type of thing took a lot to move on from.

A hand slides on my back and grabs my attention; I jerk away but then relax “You disappeared” I complain. “I left you with mom” he replies “Sure you did” I shake my head and turn to him “What is this party for?” I question “Its an event conducted by the Millington's every year” he says “A charity event?” I question again “An official get together with the board” he smiles I nod quietly “I think you’re getting bored now” he laughs “Not exactly” I say raising my shoulders “Laura, just a minute. ‘I’ll be back” he says and walks towards the door to welcome a guest who just entered in a grey tuxedo.