Trevor Henderson Watchtower Novels & Stories

where the Reeva Coven Clan, the Helpers are located. Just then Trevor walked inside. He's working for Cameron at the Castle Holdings and also a vampire. "Did you set up everything?" Cameron asked him. Trevor nodded. Esther, Benjamin, Carter, Bradson, Allegra and I were going for to find the Reeva Coven Clan. Cameron protested, and insisted we needed more backup just incase we encounter trouble. But I think we can take on any trouble. Trevor led us out back the Mansion, to the Eastside of the Pack's territory. The Vampire Coven. There was a private jet stationed there, it had Castle Holdings logo on it. The aviator greeted Carter, Benjamin, Bradson, Allegra, Esther and I.

“They’re just two people. I’ll send someone to take care of both of them.” “How about Tammy and that disabled piece of trash?” “Tammy is your sister. I’ve hit her, and that counts as a punishment. As for Henry…” He would not keep him alive. Trevor felt like this was not enough. He wanted to tear Sharon into pieces! Tammy brought Henry away from her father’s conference hall and took him back to his quarters.

Trevor replied, "That's because Stephanie was the teacher of the Diatoranian God of War himself! I fired her back then because Belvin ordered me to, but now, I don't know what I should do." "You're absolutely done for. You've offended the fucking Diatoranian God of War … I want nothing to do with this." The man over the phone didn't want to risk losing his power and authority within Southlake City by offending the Diatoranian God of War. "Buddy, you gotta help me out here! This is all Belvin's fault!" begged Trevor. Trevor began to regret ever helping Belvin with covering up for Jeremy. But he realized he wouldn't have been able to afford to offend Belvin either.

His muscles eased under my touch, though he didn’t look at me. He finally exhaled, voice rough. “Joe’s still finishing the list. Patrol rotations, scout routes… it feels like we’re always preparing for another attack.” His hand twitched beneath mine, like he wanted to clench it into a fist but restrained himself. “Even with the alliance, the hunters are bold. Too bold. They tried to take you, Trix.” His eyes hardened, his voice dropping lower. “And I won’t forgive myself if they try again.” I squeezed his hand. “You can’t control everything, Trevor. You’ve already done so much to keep me safe.” He glanced at me then, finally, his expression softening just enough to make my heart ache. But I

Evelyn stiffened, her boots sinking into the wet mud as she turned slowly. Standing near the tree line was Cynthia’s personal human assistant, a man named Henderson, flanked by two heavily armed rogue mercenaries. They weren't wearing Blackwood colors, but the silver-edged tactical knives at their vests made their allegiance perfectly clear. Cynthia hadn't left the territory; she had simply moved her pieces into the dark.

She, Jesse, and Mike walk off. “What about you, boy? You're excellent with a sword and a bow,” asks Trevor. “No, I am the leader of my squad, and I will stay a human. Thanks,” says Henry. “What, you think you are better than me boy, since you’re human?” Demands Trevor. “No, I'm just happy with my choice here,” says Henry. “I think it's because you have your pussy here and are scared to be more than you are,” spits out Trevor.

I say, my tone low as I watch him carefully. He's having an internal battle, and I pray to God that he'll listen and do the right thing; otherwise, the last resort is to call the police. Even then, I know that would be a futile attempt, not with how powerful Mr. Henderson is in this time. It's a known fact that he has the police in his pocket. I'm pretty sure Willow has no idea about Ava's actions; she would never stand and watch Camille being treated that way.

“I do not. This is why our being here is such a gamble. Eros, the god of love and…. Sex. That is who we seek.” I don’t know why I blushed at the simple use of the word sex. But the heat in Finn’s gaze told me I was not alone in being affected. “He can teach us how to…. You know…. Without causing the apocalypse?” “I hope so. He is responsible for forging the tethers. He handpicked us for each other, so it is my hope he will tell us why, as well teach us how to control the power of our bond.” The whisper of a breeze caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end. I threw my arm out to stop Finn and held my finger up to my mouth to indicate silence.

However, Trevor was prepared, and the security agent was no match for him as he enjoyed fighting with his hands more than a gun, and he was a skilled fighter. He had trained since he was eighteen after knowing he had a unique ability. Trevor sprinted towards him and headbutted him, knocking him out. He groaned, rubbing his head. "Fucking strong." And then he strengthened as he heard 'Mama'. His eyes narrowed towards the van, and he glimpsed Rachel in a pool of her blood with her son beside her, crying. Trevor's frown deepened, and he was somewhat distracted that he didn't see the leader he had knocked out regain his strength.

Henderson is the cool alpha, and he takes care of everything. world that needs help,” Trey tells me, patting my arm. - You do not need to be afraid. “You're kind, Trey,” I reply in a forced voice. “It's nice to meet you. “We'll be friends when you're better,” he says and lowers his voice. “The forbidden god told me. I frown, wondering who the hell he's talking about, but I don't have time to ask when Henderson and Saffron come back to me. Henderson waves to Saffron and she puts an arm around Trey, forcing him toward the stairs and up them.