Road Kamelot D Gray Man Novels & Stories

Gray aims more bullet at the window and soon there is smoke coming of the car, the men fall out of the car coughing while holding their throats. “What is that,” I ask looking at the gun in Gray’s hand. “Wolfsbane, the lethal kind,” his reply comes through the ear piece. “Second car neutralized, get to the van,” Ben’s voice yells at us. I quickly climb of the bike just Gray climbs of too. “Lydia, wait,” Gray grabs me pulling me behind him. He cautiously hurries to the driver’s side, Lucas is in the seat with a bloody bruise, he looks dazed as he stares at us with a smile.

Kayla I took a step back, my heart immediately beginning to race when I saw that familiar smile leering down at me. Gray. “I’m so sorry,” I said, somehow managing to keep my voice neutral. “I didn’t mean to bump into you.” Mr. Gray’s cold gaze flicked over me, its gleam tinged with something dark and predatory. His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes as he said, “It’s really no trouble. Are you alright, though? You look… upset.”

Kai, the first to enter, blinked in surprise, halting at the entrance. Troy pulled away from Eric, his face filled with shock. His heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he saw Kai standing in the doorway. Shit! "Hopefully, Coach arranges another game for us..." His eyes widened even further as he heard Aiden, Jefferson, Colby, and Sam’s voices growing closer near the entrance.... Double shit!

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

Coal looked up to see only one limo before them and began panicking. “Come on, man, they fucking have rocket launchers! Please calm down, or he will die along with us!” Coal said as he pointed at the Delta, trembling with his face pressed against his knees and his hands over his head. Grayson took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. The wind disappeared, and his fingertips returned to their normal color. Coal breathes a sigh of relief as the limo begins moving forward. “Please be cool, man! Do it for him, if not for me,” Coal said as the windows began rolling down.

It rang a few times, then the man he called answered. “I'm sorry, I'm still wo—working on—” “Fuck it. I want you to get me intel on a man named Blake Gray Everything there is to know about him that exists” “Yes—yes sir” “And if you mess up this time, aside from the fact that you would be hit with an unexpected stroke of bad luck, you will find that hacking with one third of the ligaments of your fingers gone is more difficult than it sounds” “Am I understood?” Yes ******************

Both wolves froze, the gray one’s teeth right at Luca’s throat but not biting down, just hovering there while its whole body trembled. The black turned its head to look at me and its eyes were solid gold, no white or pupil,. Then it started moving again but slow pulling away from the gray wolf inch by painful inch. The gray wolf made this sound that might have been a whine and then suddenly there was a man there instead, bones cracking and reforming. I was too shocked to do anything except stare. Thirty seconds later Cain was standing there in ripped jeans and no shirt, blood running down his chest from four deep claw marks.

We are outside Treyvon's house, everyone is inside celebrating and if I beat the shit out of him now people would come running outside, questions would start flying around and somehow this entire disaster would become even worse. Fuck. Absolute fucking fuck. My hand drags down my face while thoughts start tripping over themselves. What the hell am I even supposed to do? Step down and lose everything I worked for? Stay Captain and pray this asshole is bluffing? Nothing about this situation even feels real anymore. Before I can think any further, a loud voice suddenly cuts through the tension. "OHHHHHHHH!" Kael and I both turn immediately to see Gray, our goalie, his cheeks are bright red, his

"Shani, came to the pack house with this Arkael dude and started talking about hell breaking lose and how you're staying back with your new guy...shit! I gotta call Grant, he's been worrying about you. He's been talking to the moon goddess and even went to your coven..." Grey was babbling and talking some more while pulling out his phone, then he was on the line with Grant in seconds. "Grant, yes.. he's here. Okay, we'll wait... no, he's good, perfect. Okay. Later." He hang up and half an hour later Grant arrived with his tyres screeching, as he stop his motorcycle in a quick halt. I could already hear his urgent footstep, then Grey quickly stood up and opened the door for him.

Collapsing forward onto the blade and drawing one last shaking breath. Gray stepped from the tree, his cloak whipping with his jerking movements. He kicked the man over and put a metal studded boot on the man’s side to hold him still while he freed the blade into his fist. “You couldn’t tell that was me?” “Commander?” Bart called. “I’m here.” Gray answered. His gaze returning to me and finding me doing the only futile thing that made any sense to me in that moment. Running like Hell. “Really, Baby Girl?” He tossed his arms. “Where the hell do you think you’re going to go?”