Priority Continuum Onyx Review Novels & Stories

He looks at the other boy and says, "Mr. Crowbane, where is Zoraya Flint? Why isn't she walking with her alpha?" Aziel drops his anger about my flight for a hot minute. "She is still sleeping under the furs." He turns his big chest toward Draven. "I heard you and Orion Greyclaw had a very loud talk about weapon designs yesterday?" Orion has been the top target for every chief in the hall—everyone wants to buy his tech. The pack radio says Nighthowl Systems is ready to drop a massive new moon core project. Draven does not care that his boots almost tripped over mine. He just shrugs his big shoulders. "We just chewed some meat together, that is all."

They all back away while going to their knees and bear their necks. “I am so sorry for using my command, it is something I wish not to use, but Onyx is very tiny and needs time to develop a better immune system. I will allow you all to see him from a distance. Please allow me room to get him from the car. Then join me in the backyard for the viewing ceremony.” I knew everyone would want to meet Onyx, but I needed to do this on my terms not the packs. I had arranged a ceremony where I would have a camera facing the platform and it would be projected on multiple screens for the pack to see.

There was sympathy in her eyes. "Your family really should've been here after something this serious..." I didn't hear the rest as my attention locked onto a few lines on the report. My breathing turned ragged. Panic surged through me. I wanted to leave, but I stumbled out of bed, nearly falling as my legs gave out beneath me. Every step felt like I was walking on cotton, weightless and unsteady. Even my thoughts seemed to drift in and out of focus. Outside the obstetrics department, Alex had an arm around Savannah as he carefully helped her onto a chair in the hallway. Joy practically radiated from his face.

"A moment, boss." I didn’t have a moment. I didn’t have patience. Not when it came to her. Seconds ticked by, each one a lifetime, my fingers tightening around the phone, my knuckles white. The room around me blurred, the faces of the clan leaders fading into the background as I waited, my breath sharp, my pulse pounding in my ears. Then, Onyx." The name hit me like a physical blow. Onyx. The club was a den of sin and seduction, a place where the elite went to lose themselves. Where the music was loud, the lights were low, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and whiskey and desire.

Mia asked, her voice sharp. "Failing? We never considered Oz competition. We're not like that," Onyx said, his voice smooth. He stepped closer to Mia, his gaze fixed on her. "Hey, hey! Back off, playboy!" "How's Aza? How is she doing?" C.C asked, her voice filled with concern. Onyx straightened, his gaze shifting to C.C. "Oz is going under, but to be fair, you guys still have guards." "They're not our guards," Lena corrected, her voice firm.

And that was beneficial for me, I could barely stand Onyx and bringing Elijah back to her life means bringing him back to my life and I can't stand him. "You can't go," I said, my voice firm and rigid. I tried not to give away too much from my voice because Onyx might not be bright but she isn't stupid she can tell when someone is giving her bullshit from a mile away, that skill of hers had been an important tool for us in our business, she is a good bullshit detector. Onyx raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me? I can go wherever I want." she paused and dropped the coffee cup which she was holding in her hand on the cup holder and adjusted her stance a bit.

A minute or so later, he finally nodded, but she didn’t release him. Onyx inhaled deeply, preparing himself to go back to a time that he hated—preparing himself to reveal something that might make his job to earn a place in her life even harder. “I wasn’t born in the Dawn Pack. My family is originally from a pack in Manhattan. They don’t have a plot of land; they purchased an apartment block that’s near a wooded area. The entire pack lives inside the block, and they use the wooded area to run in. One day, I was walking with my sister through the woods when we came across four human males. Their ages ranged from seventeen to twenty-one.”