Novel & Cerita The Legend Of Old Gregg

Elly asked immediately as she heard him groan. Greg nodded slightly, slowly revealing the wound he had received from Hamilton’s men causing Elly’s pupils to enlarge immediately as she never expected to see such a wound on his body. She lifted her gaze to his face again, wondering if he was dangerous but brushed the thought off her mind again as she doubted it because of his facial structure. He cannot possibly be dangerous, Elly said inwardly, especially since she did not perceive him that way. “My wife was murdered, Elly, my wife and my son’s twin brother has just been murdered, I managed to run with him after sustaining this injury,” Greg told Elly, whose brows lifted in shock as she did n

There were pieces still missing. Gregory exhaled heavily, tension rolling off him as he prepared to speak. He squared his shoulders, his expression darkening. And then— He began. "The news about Narva spread last week," Gregory began, his voice steady but carrying the weight of something unresolved. "I first heard about it during a dive in Bridewood. I was there undercover, investigating my father’s disappearance." His gaze darkened, jaw tightening. "I suspected the council had taken him. We all know how they operate—hunting Moonchilds, sentencing them depending on the situation. I figured if anyone had a reason to make him disappear, it was them."

The following night, Liam truly kept his word. His long black car stopped in front of a grand hall often used for meetings between Alphas and the pack elders. I walked beside Liam nervously. My cold hand felt small within his grip. His breathing was steady, his stride firm, and his Alpha aura made everyone bow their heads as we passed. At the end of the room, an elderly man sat in a high-backed chair, wearing an elegant black suit, his silver hair slicked neatly back. His gaze was sharp, commanding respect. Alpha Gregor, Ronny’s father and Liam’s old friend.

“You chase from the north and let your men sweep. Fine. We’ll ride the western path, push through the ravine, and cut across their retreat. When both lines close, we step between them. You will have their backs turned, their heads full of the hunt. We will have the prize.” His jaw worked. He wanted to argue. Pride makes men shout when they should listen. “You think Greg will let her go?” he spat. “Greg thinks everyone acts from greed,” I said. “He underestimates loyalty and timing. He’ll be noisy, predictable. He makes mistakes with his chest he brags and then he’s blind. We’ll not join their noise; we’ll be the quiet hand that plucks a coin from a sleeping pocket.” I watched the understandi

Xandar instinctively looked around to make sure Lucianne wasn’t nearby before he asked his cousin, “Do you think Greg may be in love with her?” Christian’s eyes snapped wide before he scoffed and burst out laughing. Seeing that many were starting to look their way, Christian decided to use their mind-link, ‘Greg? Love? Cuz, how did your brain even relate Greg to that word? The dude knows nothing about something as sacred as love! He never did! He sleeps with a different woman every night, remember?’ ‘I asked the Chief about his whereabouts this morning. Greg’s still missing. And when they looked through the footage from his house, only one woman came and left his house once in the last nine

“One I’m sure you will like. ”Gregg shrugged. “If it doesn’t involve me being with my niece, then I’m not sure I’ll like it at all. ”I exchanged a glance with Trent. “I don’t see you having much of a choice here, Gregg. Helping me is in your best interest, but I want to give you something as well. The other option is not something you will like too much. ”He nodded. “I’m listening.” “You will help me track Derrick’s hideout and tell me all you know about Amber’s parents, pack, and why her wolf was bound.” Lowering myself into the seat opposite Gregg, I watched his face, studying it for the reaction I was looking and hoping for.

She shouted. The very next moment Gregory got out from one of the rooms, his face plastered in an artificial smile. Soon all of them realized the mistake they have been making. Gregory was the Crypt Keeper and he had been stealing souls for decades. Disguising himself as a disabled, high school student gave him a chance to stay close to many young, vulnerable people. He had tricked them, along with thousands of other people. One of his victims was Larry, his close friend. The three of them were in an awe.

I asked and he smiled, and he stared into the distance before he answered, a smile playing on his lips. "I don't know the details," he answered and I nodded. I was about to turn when the memory struck me, "Is it the same thing he did that got him injured?" I asked. Luke blinked, something flickering in his eyes before he returned to his usual demeanor. "The injury from last time was from something else. I don't remember clearly but it should be." he answered and I smiled back at him. "Okay," I turned away, about to leave the place when I heard his voice from behind me.

“Bullshit. You’re practically glowing.” I sneer at my brother. “Never say that again.” Leo clears his throat. “Can we please get back to the matter at hand? What were you saying, Mr. Greggy?” The old man sits across from me in the guest chair. He smells heavily of cigarettes, and his yellowing teeth confirm my suspicions. He reminds me of a squirrel with rabies, jumpy and practically frothing at the mouth with anger. “She threatened my life!” he exclaims. “That bitch was going to break every bone in my body if I didn’t give her what she wanted. Like I’d ever swear allegiance to her.”

"Understood, Alpha." Greggory motioned to one of the healers to step forward and escort him from the room while I sat and listened as my head wound its way through every tidbit he just gave me. Once the door shut behind him, Grim spoke. "I still don't trust him." Greggory sighed. "You're being paranoid." Grim shook his head. "He's too polished. Too precise. Even after an 'injury,' he still reported without a single hesitation. Rogues don't act like that."