Raphael X Casey Novels & Stories

He was talking with the others now and I couldn't help but wonder what they were hiding. The woman opposite released a sigh before speaking. "You are so lean you could use a better feeding schedule." I frowned in confusion but Casey perked up beside me. "Raphael, the head guard, is friends with Kelly." He pointed at the woman opposite. "He orders just enough for us to eat to our satisfaction. If you are interested, we could bring you some every day. Perhaps early in the evening?" Casey shoved a paper into my hand and I couldn't help but smile. The man leaned over to bread it and nodded with a smile at her approval written in a few words.

She sighed and massaged her forehead with her fingers tiredly and said "It's better for you to not know A. I'm glad that he's okay and that you weren't involved in what went down with him so just leave it at that okay. It's for your own good." I was still curious but Casey looked tired so let it go. I was back again in my room tending to Xander while Casey was sorting something in her laptop with regards to work when he suddenly groaned and started moving. "easy there!" I said while helping him up. He slowly blinked his eyes and saw me there and I could say he was surprised when he looked at me with round eyes "what are you doing?" he demanded.

Gasps. He turned. And everything stopped. Raphael stepped into the court like a blade unsheathed. He wore nothing but sheer white shorts that clung to his hips, and a translucent shirt that barely veiled the bruises marring his pale skin. Bite marks. Hickeys. Streaks of flushed red where hands had once gripped too tight. And over his shoulders— Xavier’s coat. Still damp. Still soiled with the memory of what they’d done. Still scented with desire, ruin, and him.

Then, I picked up my phone. I wanted to send Ruby a message. I wanted to tell her that I had found Casper. I had just unlocked my phone when the chat suddenly flooded in. [Oh my god! Ms. Xander is really carrying bricks!] [She has blisters on her hands… I checked the later parts of the story. She really is extremely rich. Can someone explain what is going on?]

These people were mostly outlanders, but there were a few familiar faces too. A middle-aged man stood up, made his way to Adrian, and said, “Hi. My name is Casey Wolfman, and I’m a sailor of this ship. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Casey looked extremely humble and had a sincere smile on his face. Adrian smiled back and said, “I’m Theo Xander, and this is my girlfriend Sia Thompson.” “I see. Where are you from, Theo? I’m from Yelloton. What brings you to Luposia?” Casey asked smilingly.

Raphael howled desperately. "Uh, wouldn't it be less traumatic if your friend is treated here?" Sensing that he had her attention, Xavier barreled on, "We have a very talented pack doctor whose mate is a dragon healer," his eyes flew to Jaxon, "Beta Vasquez, have someone wake Neville and Titan, please. Tell them we'll be arriving momentarily."

I whispered as I tried to figure out why he was nervous. "Is Xander free? Did you get evidence? Just spill it out please," I pleaded, trying not to sob and he put a hand over my shoulders. "It's okay." "Tell me, is he okay? How'd the trial go?" "You're leaving the city." Raphael finally dropped the words that sucked out every oxygen inside of me. "What do you mean?" "You're going to meet Mr Alexander Macaulay." My heart picked up its race in enthusiasm and I gasped. Xander? He… he was out of cell? Did Raphael manage to get him out of cell and out of the city? Oh my god. Great news. Is it not?

My phone pings with a text before I even get it back in my pocket. Tate: Loading up now, we're only like 25 miles away. Striding over, I kneel beside Fiona's face, "Are they armed?" "Kyle and Kyson have silver switchblades; Liz has nothing...I'm not sure about the others." My wolf goes on high alert, "What others?" I grumble. She winces at my tone before answering, "Raymond, Alec, Cordiela, and Elias." Roughly taking her chin in my hand, my thumb and forefinger digging into her cheeks, "Who the fuck is Cordelia and Elias?"

Gero Sandoval: Will you be free this Saturday? I narrowed my eyes. I thought I already knew what he was trying to say. Raphaela Marcos: No. I have stuff to finish. Phew. Really, Raphaela? Raphaela Marcos: No. I have stuff to finish. Seen 10:38 am I heaved a long sigh and licked my lower lip. Seen meant he was going to reply. Gero Sandoval: ... He was typing. I thought I was going to die. Gero Sandoval

~ (Raziel) I was basking in the warm sunlight, admiring the vibrant greenery of my newly planted shrubs, when Raphael's urgent mind link shattered the serenity of the moment. The familiar sensation of his mental touch was like a silver wave crashing over me, and I could sense the desperation emanating from him. His words tumbled into my mind, laced with a sense of panic. "I know this is going to sound insane, but I'm really in a bind and could use your guys' help... like right now."