Ray Palmer Novels & Stories

I said, smiling at him and extending my hand out to shake his hand. His eyes turn dark for a mere second, and then his lip tugs slightly into a smirk. The big scar over his left eye made him look even more mysterious, just as Ricky had told me. "Luna Dannelly. It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for the invitation. I apologize for my lack of communication and for not responding to your invitation. I've been so busy. I thought I wasn't going to be able to make it, but, I just couldn't miss today. Alarick is a good friend and I just had to come and greet the old Rascal." he says, smiling. He delicately grabs my hand, pulling it forward and placing a kiss on my knuckles.

Rasmus lightly shook his head in negative. "You think you'll get a..away after killing me?" Richard spoke with difficulty as he wheezed for air. Rasmus paid no heed to him. His sole attention was on Catherine. "You're giving him an easy death. I have prepared something special for him." Rasmus said as his eyes darted towards the other door which opened and a huge guy emerged out of it. He was a black guy. Tall and all muscular. He looked scary with a scar running from his eyebrow to his jaw.

I note, shrugging slightly. Really, we aren't. I'm a Desire Pack member, who shouldn't care about their actions. He is the Alpha of the Purest Pack in the Quarter, who has a reputation to uphold. Something tells me he isn't as much as a Saint as everyone thinks he is. "They fear me now. My own Pack fears me," Rylan says. I can see the way he is going over all his regrets in his eyes. I shock myself, grabbing his hand.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

Alex POV Covering over all the details of how that little girl died. I’ve still got nothing, however the new rogue member has found herself helpful by giving us coordinates to where their pack is. We’ve been setting up plans on ways to get on the inside before they figure out we know where they are. Creed has set up cameras in the woods pointing towards their territory. They have 9 people on morning patrol and 12 at night. Weird they have more at night than during the day. The ‘king’ hasn’t come close to the line and makes me wonder if he ever leaves. Sighing I hand Ryan the photos he brought to me that he took this morning. Getting the photos helps me send them to red who researches people