Sean Westover Novels & Stories

“Have you seen or been met by anyone suspicious during your time here?” George raised one eyebrow. “Are you trying to find out something?” “Just answer my question, it's for your sister.” “My sister? What happened to her? Is she being threatened by someone because of you?” Alpha Darren sighed, “can you just focus on answering my question?” “That time right before I woke up, I heard a male voice near me. Because I had just woken up from a coma afterward, I thought the voice was from my deep thoughts. To this day, I still remember the voice clearly.”

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

These children, my children, embodied ragged potential untapped. “They’ve been trying to save her all along,” Seb continued, his eyes imploring. “We can either help them or stay put and do nothing. But they need us.” A heavy pause followed his words. Silence stretched before I spoke, a sincerity I hardly knew I possessed. “Tell us what to do, Seb.” His expression softened, granting me a nod of approval, small but profound. Duty resolved within our gaze. “Luna’s going after those who wronged her first,” he said quietly. “Her birth mother and father, Marcus Kane, and whoever else hurt her.”