The Orphanage By The Lake Audiobook Novels & Stories

With the worry of being on the streets off my shoulders, I could focus my attention on studying pack law and stand a chance of being admitted once I turned eighteen. When I got back to my room, I quickly located the book with pack law and plopped onto my bed. I read and reread the pages until the words began to blur together. I hadn’t realized it had gotten dark out until I saw the time on my clock read “11:03”. Time for my run! I threw on a pair of sweats and a baggy shirt and made my way out of the orphanage. As soon as I was out of sight of the building, I stripped, folding my clothing neatly, before shifting and letting my wolf have free reign.

I chimed into his words. "This is so so wrong and you should have a look at your old book, it'll surely tell you that you're wrong with this attitude of yours" He stutters, "Don't call that book old cause it has done a lot of things that you couldn't do in your whole lifetime" I chuckled stealing glances at him, "You know I should just let you be cause you're not in your right frame of mind" he uttered as he turned his back on me, "Just leave, get the fuck out of my house... You can go back to your family cause I've lost mine today.... I'm a fucking orphan Queen" I sobbed,

By the time drake fell to his knee in front of me I was almost delirious, blood dropped from my nose “You need to stop, your going to kill yourself” I shake my head looking around, I could feel all there pain but there was one in particular that I could feel “She’s going to die if I don’t” I tell him, looking for her. The pain of every single child hits me, the smell of burning flesh make my stomach roll. It was the most horrific scene I have ever come across. It was a thing of nightmares, just as Ben runs out of the orphanage the roof collapses, Fiona falls beside me crying in relief

After about two hours of non stop driving, the cars pulled to a halt in front of an orphanage; All's well Orphanage and they all stepped out of the car. They walked into the orphanage and requested to see the oldest person in the orphanage who happens to be a man by the name, Mr. Lyon. A lady led the way to Mr. Lyon's office and knocked softly on the door. "Come in" A deep old voice responded from behind the door.

I felt my heart calm a little the minute I got a view of the roof of the orphanage. I heard Kai’s growl first before I saw the rogue wolves that were trying to get to the orphanage. ‘Look for Lana,’ Drake said to the mind link that he had opened, ‘We’ll take care of these morons.’ I nodded to his wolf and continued to run towards the entrance of the orphanage, killing whoever gets in my way. Jericho and his wolf Rico speed up and went in front of me as he started clearing the path that Kai and have to go through.

That is all that I know for now. I got on my computer and looked for orphanages in the area. I found about three. Time to make some calls. The first orphanage was called ‘Hope for Change.’ What a generic name. I thought. I dialed the number on my phone and called it. After a few rings, someone answered the phone. “Hello good morning. My name is Dimitri Zane, I am calling from a law firm in Los Angeles and would like to know if it would be possible to access some records regarding an orphan who would be around the age of twenty-four now.”

If he had to drive himself, he’d blast rock music the whole way. But now… now he was listening to a girl humming and chattering beside him, bouncing between pop songs and celebrity gossip, with the sound of rain in the background. Somehow, it all felt warm. Full. Like real life. The orphanage they were headed to was on the outskirts of East Coast. Not too far. By the time they arrived, the downpour had softened into a steady drizzle. Just as Mia predicted, the entire building was pitch black. The power was out.

He finished the whole book. Rubbing his eyes, Jepherson began to read the second book. When Jepherson finished reading the second book, there was a trace of loss in his eyes, and then he hid it. "Sorry to have troubled you, but the person I am looking for is not here." Jepherson handed the book to the director. The director nodded and said, "If there is anything we can help with, then please let us know and we will try our best to help you. There's one other thing. Today, the children in our orphanage prepared a performance for you. They hope you can stay to watch them perform and leave after having dinner."

It was a digital copy of a private investigator file, compiled by a man named Marcus Vance, a fixer hired by Fenrir Vane’s wealthy family. There were attached photos, taken through the pouring rain just minutes ago outside our building. The first set showed my pale face looking out the window of the private team car. The second captured the exact moment Orion’s massive body frame guided me into the private elevator, his hand gripping my hip with a heavy, possessive force that looked entirely unnatural for a captain protecting a normal Beta teammate. I scrolled down, my hands shaking so hard I almost dropped the phone. Beneath the photos were old, yellowed papers stamped with the official sea