Paul Rovia Walking Dead Novels & Stories

He lifts my small wounded and broken wolf form to jump onto the land and lay me down on it softly. Once assured that I was safe, he turns around to the other rogue and that's when the fight begins. 10 seconds....I just counted till 10 seconds to see the rogues fall down dead. One's neck was teared apart from his body while the other was bleeding to death. Pushing their dead bodies into the running water , Volkan clears his snout of their blood in the running stream to only turn around to approach me. I laid there, lifeless and still.

I hope they are good… - Hello Gloria, well parts of them are good; Rita is still captive though. - I am sorry Miron. Please, do come in. Paul is also home so we can all talk. - I am glad to hear that. Lately he’s always been gone. After I was invited in Paul already came from the kitchen with hot coffee and hot biscuits. - Hello Miron, nice to have you here. You must bring good news. - Kind of. I just needed your company that is all. - Well you know you are always welcomed Miron.

Pace whines until he stops breathing. Pandora stands up looking at Midnight and Rogue on two legs snapping and clawing at each other. Rogue lets out a loud howl. She sees blood gushing out of his neck. Midnight goes down on all four of his legs with a piece of Rogue’s meat in his mouth. Midnight runs behind a tree. Pandora is standing in front of the tree looking at Paulo walking toward her then he stops. Alpha Larkin walks from the tree looking at the young man. “Paulo isn’t a bad man. He wants his son. The next time your ass runs off don’t call or come back to the pack.” He walks off.

My eyes were fixated on Lloyd Zwick, but Paul grabbed my arm before I could take another step. “We should call this in,” he said. I wiggled out of his hold, but he kept an unflappable grip on me. “He could still be alive,” I said, my voice shaking. “He’s dead, Rory.” Paul drew out his phone, used its torch to provide additional light to the room. I gasped at the sight that bombarded us. On Zwick’s forehead was a carving of the six-pointed star, and his chest had a huge hole, just right on where his heart should be.

Andre said. Paul stood up and suddenly everything started to spin. Pain suddenly started from his feet and rose to his head. He collapsed in a fetal position to the ground. Andre rushed over to him. Paul could not hear anything he was saying. Suddenly the pain dissipated as quickly as it started. Andre helped him to his feet. Paul let out a low angry growl, "A witch! She was a fucking witch!" Paul said with so much anger that he was shaking. He would not rest until he killed that bitch.

Koa’s widened eyes connected with Rosalie's as he stared at her in disbelief before he dropped to the floor slipping into a forever-lasting death. “Now I’m satisfied.” … “What do we have here?” A familiar voice caused the twins to turn around and they immediately recognized the person, “Sorry I missed the funeral,” Paul said as the twins growled at him, “You have some nerve showing up here,” Giovanni gritted through his teeth as Paul smirked, “Just wanted to stop by and see which one of you is still alive, I guess Mel and Ben didn’t make the cut,” he taunted causing Genesis to step forward.

Isaac nodded and they both picked up an end of the rogue and lifted him off the gurney. In the blink of an eye Paul reached up and tore out Isaac's throat. Poor Isaac wasn't even aware of what had happened. His lifeless body crumpled to the ground. The orderlies were horrified. They were just Omegas and could never hope to overpower this insane Were. They ran, but not fast enough. Paul grabbed the arm of one and slammed him into a wall and then used his motionless body to throw at the escaping orderly who fell quickly. He was able to do all of this with David still holding tightly to his legs.

He was once a drug dealer; however, Paul doesn’t want the job anymore because of the PDEA. Even though Mr Davon saves him from poverty, he never wanted to stay for too long. Paul gets a new life with a woman, but later on, as love’s cliché plot—they didn’t make out. Years had passed when he met John Cruz. John saves him from the misery of life and even Dylan. Paul looks at it as a forever debt for them. “Fucking day,” he swears before hopping inside the vehicle. Paul keeps on walking up to the office when he sees Luke Carter Vozinelik smiling at the phone. He blinks twice when seeing the blissful ex-CEO.

“No offense, Alpha, but you sound ridiculous.” I could feel anger bubbling inside of me; though, part of me knew they were right. I didn’t think Jazzy was going to give us any answers and now that Paul was dead, the issues should be resolved. But I still had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Just because Paul was dead didn’t mean there weren’t any others. He still had a bunch of rogues on his side and most of them fled when they realized they couldn’t win the fight against a Volana wolf.