Slade Wilson Romane & Geschichten

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

However, to find him, I must remember his name. “What was his name, Helen? Do you remember his name?” I asked my wolf but I forgot she was so whacked about him that she too had forgotten his name. I shook my head and broke out of my thoughts and got out of that royal-looking bathroom. This was so expensive which made me think if alpha Gerald customized his toilet seat with gold. I could not help but let a chuckle slip from my mouth. I blew dried my hair and put on a red pajama set. I decided to take a break and enjoy my meal in my comfortable PJs before I had to go back to my role as the daughter of Luna Kendall Clausen.

The person who had attacked Ashton a moment ago shifted back to his human form and shouted at Ashton. When Leonard saw who he was, he was not surprised. "You have gone against our values and attacked our alpha, the crime that you have committed requires you to face execution at the first light, right in front of the whole pack," Kevin shouted at the top of his lungs. Although he was talking, he seemed to be sending out signals. The wounds on Kelly had already healed and his subordinates had already brought him clothes. Ashton was still healing because his super healing abilities came from his wolf who was still under the effect of the wolfbane.

Slade fumes again, refusing to look at the bigger picture. "Theo's father is a council member; we have to be cautious about our interactions with him," I tell the furious wolf, who practically foams at the mouth. "So he has daddy protecting him?" asks Slade, who is finally starting to see the reason behind my calmness. "For now," is all I say back to Slade. He has his father's protection now, but I will find my way around it. I need to figure out how, but I will find a way. Slade seems satisfied with my answer to retreat until he hears the end of Matt and Andrew's conversation and becomes pissed all over again.

“Wait… ride—?” “Don’t ask,” Cheyenne muttered. “Okay, moving on.” She gestured with her hotdog. “That grumpy but lovable alpha over there flipping burgers is Ben, Chelsea’s mate. Chelsea is our resident party queen, storm witch, and total badass luna.” Chelsea winked. “And full-time sarcasm translator.” Cheyenne pointed next to the vampire pair—Isolde and Thorne—both dressed like they’d stepped out of a gothic fashion magazine, even for a casual beach party.

Kaitlyn suddenly gasped, pointing toward the large screen. I followed her gaze and my breath caught. There he was. Slade. In full black gear, helmet in hand, walking toward his car like he owned the damn track. The camera followed his every move, fans screaming his name from every direction. He had that same calm, cocky expression that used to drive me crazy, but now it just made my heart ache. “That’s his car,” Kaitlyn said proudly. “He calls her Bluebird.” I swallowed hard. Even his car had a cool name.

I haven't a clue how many children are down there or what the hell were going to do with them but that can be figured out later. Once again, Tony takes the lead and within seconds we are out in the open and storming towards the door that the children have gone on to. The noise is deafening as the fight carries on around us. A loud growl rocks the earth beneath us causing me to get ready to defend my group only as I turn to face the sound I watch as a wolf is thrown in the air and crashes to the ground with the loudest thud and thats when I see that Shane was the one to kill him.

Most were harmless, many claiming to be married. Her fourth partner was someone she recognized; he was quite handsome for a blonde. It took her a few minutes of careful dancing to figure out who he was. He looked every bit the English knight, from his accent to his attire. Unlike the others, he didn’t need to count to keep time, which allowed him to engage her in conversation. "You look stunning, Lady Hera." His voice was smooth as silk. Her cheeks flushed. "Thanks, Mr. Grady." "Just call me Shawn. Your formality is hurting my feelings."

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

If his help could bring Sera back, she was willing to tolerate him a little longer. "How long?" Nate demanded. Slade met his gaze before claiming, "An hour, at most." "Do it," Killian replied. “I am meeting Carl,” Slade said. "I’ll get the information out of him." He went on to explain the plan..... he would be wired with a microphone so they could listen to everything and take action without a moment's delay. Since the Marinos weren’t enemies of the Blackstones, he could extract the information without raising suspicion. "I'll take my leave now," he murmured, sparing Gigi a brief glance before leaving in silence.