Peter Hale Season 1 Novels & Stories

How could a female corpse suddenly appear? Did someone deliberately arrange it to make Shawn completely give up? Or… the plan failed, and Gale drowned! Peter almost fainted at that thought. He could not wait to find Aurum, to get rid of his anxiety! These days, Peter had been suppressing his concerns and worries, playing the role of a sad father, and had not contacted anyone proactively for fear of arousing suspicion! "Scar..." Shawn frowned and suddenly thought of it. Summer's words inspired him! Shawn immediately reached out, pulled off the female corpse's collar, and looked at her neck.

into the search bar and hit enter. The first result made his blood run cold. Marcus Hale, CEO of Hale Global Properties. Widowed. Estranged from only son, Tyler Hale. Tyler stared at the screen for a long moment. His hands started to shake. No. It couldn’t be. His father? The man he had not spoken to in years? The man who had cut him off and left him with nothing?

(Fabian's POV) “Good morning, sir,” Peter greeted, bowing slightly before turning to the others. “Good morning, everyone.” I didn’t waste any time.“Peter, tell everyone everything you’ve gathered about what happened last night.” “Yes, sir,” he replied calmly and opened his folder. The room fell completely silent as everyone waited for him to speak. “Based on our investigation, Dr. Hale was drugged last night via her last drink,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “It was a careful and deliberate act meant to make her weak and unstable.”

"I know Peter very well, he can't do such a thing. Though, I'm so sure he would be thinking that I'm behind it because of the way i sounded on phone. Not knowing i just wanted to confirm about the Alpha existence." Hannah let out a sigh as she removes her hand from her father's and stood up; "Don't trust anybody dad. I will talk to you later, i need to go do something." Then she leaves... *Next Morning* Peter left Hillsboro for Bend as early as six o'clock in the morning. When he got home, he went straight to the kitchen to meet Helen. "Good morning dear" Peter hugged her unaware and place a light kiss on her neck from behind. Helen was astonished as she turned to look at her husband in amaz

He had seen it years ago in an old police file—the same photograph detectives had shown him after Sarah's murder. Ethan slowly sat up in bed. His breathing became faster. "It can't be…" Then he remembered the name. Richard Hale. His eyes widened. "No…" The memories rushed back all at once. "If Richard Hale is here…" He looked toward the window, his face filled with fear. "…then Sarah's killer is much closer than I ever imagined."

He stepped directly into their path. Elara recognized him instantly. Daniel Hale. A senior researcher from MIT's pharmaceutical division. He had been seated two tables away at the Golden Gala. He had watched her get dragged out and had said absolutely nothing. "Dr. Vance," he said, stopping in front of her. Elara stopped. Alexander paused beside her, his physical presence a silent warning, but he did not intervene. "Dr. Hale." Elara kept her voice level. Daniel Hale’s expression appeared deeply complicated, a mixture of professional guilt and desperate self-preservation.

The one that he knew the real nature of, and the most two face one out of them all. “Of course.” Alliah obliges and gladly introduces everyone to Peter. “Peter, I would like you to meet Daniela’s holder. This beautiful young lady over here is Air. That cold and anti-social kind, is Jeffrey. And the hunter, Kyle.” Peter held himself in front of them. Didn’t want them to see the fear that’s beating from inside of him. Fully aware that a small wrong step that he will have means his death. He smiles as Alliah finished her words.

He had been one of the senior men who worked closely with Christian’s father years ago. “Who is that?” Christian asked. Daniella handed him the photograph. Christian stared at it. His expression changed immediately. “My father’s former attorney.” Adrian nodded. “His name is Richard Hale.” Christian looked at him. “He’s dead.” “That’s what everyone believes.” Daniella’s stomach dropped. “What do you mean?” Adrian placed the photograph back inside the cabinet. “Richard Hale disappeared twelve years ago. Before he disappeared, he was investigating financial transfers between Crown Meridian and several companies controlled by Raven.”

And somehow, neither option sat right with her. The antiseptic smell of the hospital hit her the moment she entered the waiting room. Her tired eyes searched around before landing on Peter Hale. Peter sat lazily in one of the chairs, his short brown wavy hair slightly messy like he had been running his fingers through it all morning. His warm brown eyes lifted the moment he saw her, instantly softening. The second Ava reached him, she wrapped her arms around him tightly. Peter hugged her back without hesitation, his familiar warmth calming the storm in her chest just a little. Together, they quietly made their way toward the doctor’s office

“It’s the first party that he will attend.” “Ah,” I said in sudden realization, nodding my head. Sebastian narrowed his eyes. “And what is that supposed to mean?” “It means now I understand why it’s distressing.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He looked so uncharacteristically stressed that I was starting to feel bad for him. Nothing ruffled Sebastian’s feathers. Except when he was involved apparently. The he in question was Alexander Hale, the sole heir to Hale Industries— and apparently the only man that had the ability to make Sebastian stressed.