The Walking Dead Carl Grimes Death Novels & Stories

“This better not be some guilt-pity drop-in, Elvira. Because I’m tired. Tired of being pulled in only to be shoved back out like I’m something you regret.” My breath caught. I deserved that. Maybe worse. “I didn’t come here for us. I came to tell you… Callen’s dead.” He didn’t blink. “Carlton killed him. The human wolf hunter.” Jaxon’s entire body jerked like I’d shot him. The cigarette slipped from his fingers, hitting the stone with a hiss. “What?” His voice broke on the word. Just split, raw and low. “He’s gone, Jaxon. I didn’t know how to tell you. I didn’t know if I should. But I couldn’t keep it from you. Not this.”

He walked back into his room to put on one of Dan’s jackets before joining me in the dining area. I placed the plate of pancakes and syrup in front of him, then settled into my seat. I turned on the TV to fill the silence as we ate. “I wish I knew more about you,” I said. He paused mid-chew, then resumed without responding. My gaze flickered to the TV. Wait—isn’t that… Coleman? I grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. “It was reported that Mr. Coleman Carpenter was found dead on Riverdale Street in the early hours of the morning following a brutal car accident.

And that is when rage took over the grieving father. Zoe’s POV Carl destroyed the whole river camping rogue army singlehandedly. I couldn’t even exaggerate when I said that he literally clawed out the army leader’s heart and choked it down the dying wolf’s throat. Not wasting any time, we spread out to find Lex after saving one rogue wolf from Carl’s wrath and tortured information out of him about the young wolf's whereabouts. Shock hit us like a thousand bricks when we found out what had happened with the happy-go-lucky Alpha and, Victor and Lucan did not hesitate to dive into the icy cold river flowing below just after we heard the last bit of Lex’s horrific encounter with the evil monster