Rhett Bennett Novels & Stories

She stared at Rhett as if one sentence from him could still save her. I kept going. “You planned to harm me,” I said to Rhett. “You planned the crash. You moved money. You pushed papers in front of me when I couldn’t think straight.” Rhett’s face shifted into that wounded mask again. “Kaela… I don’t know what you’re talking about. I barely know Selene.” Selene snapped. She grabbed his shirt with both hands. “Barely know me?” she cried. “You promised me—”

"We are never going to leave you alone again, so just rest your mind and let us take the burden for a while." Rhett presses a firm kiss to the top of my head, and his dark eyes shine with intense possessive heat as he looks down at my face. "Let it all go, baby," Rhett whispers, and he traces his fingers down my spine to relax my muscles. "Let us take care of you tonight, because tomorrow we need to talk to Dean about the stolen formula so we can hunt Vincent Rossi down."

His luna Ciara looked at me with so much scorn that I knew she must have had a history with Keith. "Good evening Alpha Keith," Alpha Abraham said and smiled at me. He did not greet me. He felt too important to greet me, and it was okay. I did not care, really. As long as Keith was beside me, I was okay. "Don't you know how to greet?" He asked Abraham, and the man stopped smiling and looked at me. "Meet Scarlett Vladislav, my future luna Alpha Keith said, and I was in shock. I could not say anything. I was speechless on the matter. I felt his hand on my thigh. He had made his intentions towards me known to the world.

He probably liked to speed things up. Walking fast, driving fast and speaking in a loud voice to frighten the person in front. He did not even look at her with a cursory glance at how many times she had looked at him stealthily. Black Jeans, Black Jacket. Long Shoes, Revolver stuffed in jacket pocket and dagger in pants pocket, the style of driving the Jeep and his facial expressions were telling that He was probably a professional hunter. He is fully aware of this place and the conditions here. Ayla's heart was somewhat satisfied.

He could still find his soul mate and live a full life. Even though Felix and Matt have been promoted to Dex’s chief Beta’s he hasn’t been himself. Rhett is still recovering, though bulking up every day. It seems he has set a personal challenge to himself to recover his former position. Dex watches him out of our penthouse window running and lifting weights with a furrowed look of concern.

The Rhett Family was never like it used to be. At every point in time, there was always someone that wasn't related to the family by blood around. At first, it was always the police trooping in - males and females, but shortly after the family of (now) four had been told what it was all about, Harvey Rhett being an accomplice to a case of murder and he couldn't be reached out to through any means, including through Sal, his supposed best friend, Mr. Rhett had taken drastic actions.

he asks. “Oh, I’m sorry. I'm just passing through. I'm a photographer, and I saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap a few pictures.” I explain. “Well, ain’t that something. Jeff, she is a photographer, she just saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap some pictures.” He says licking his chops at me like I am a t-bone steak. “Ugh, gross. Hannah, that guy is creepy.” I hear Lily chime in. “Yep” I respond as I continue to snap pictures. Jeff comes through the door and it's his turn to devour me with his creepy eyes.

I try my best not to react too much, but my body betrays me, as my back arches slightly, the touch of my mate like nothing else. "Well, isn't this interesting." Rylan lets me go enough so I could stumble forward, letting me glance over my shoulder so I could see who had interrupted us. Kaden, of all people, Mara, and an unfamiliar man I assume is the bounty hunter from the Discipline Pack. They all look at us both with amusement, aside from Mara. "Kaden, don't make this awkward," she scolds, nudging his side with her elbow. "Rylan, Dawn, I believe this is the perfect time to introduce you to Tavish, a bounty hunter from the Discipline Pack. He is staying here for a few days while he discuss

He complimented. I didn't smile again, it was obvious he was a flirt, he looked at me lustfully. "Thanks." "I'm James Highmore, a friend of Alex who's the CEO of this company." He replied with pride. "Ohh, that's nice, I brought my credentials, I want to work in this company but I'm scared, I don't know if Mr Alex will be willing to take me in." I said and he grinned at me. I felt my pulse flutter in response.

She must be Catrin's grandma. "Then summer will be fine." She dipped her chin. "Yes," I muttered. Her soft eyes drifted over my shoulder. "Maximo Russo Moretti. Finally, I got to meet..." Dad cleared his throat, his gaze set on grandma. Grandma looked at him, something passed between them. Her gaze swiped over me before turning to Russo. "The youngest billionaire." She changed the topic. "Hello, Mrs Bourne." Russo said, taking a long step forward, he landed a soft kiss on her both cheeks. "So nice to meet you." He muttered.