Troy Vandegraff Novels & Stories

Troy answered and took a sip of his drink before he started looking outside. "Why is that? Did something happen?" Travis inquired further with concern. "Actually, someone tried to sabotage it so in order not to take unnecessary risk, I decided to put an end to it before it does the same to mine." Troy answered with a smirk. "No problem, haven't heard from you about it so just wanted to know." Travis answered and heaved a sigh of relief that he didn't know he held. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Travis broke the silence asking, "What about the rogue you caught in your pack?"

It was something I promised them both. “Okay, so that one is true. But they deserved it. Troy works with the DA’s office. He was the one that was able to procure the ability to go above Pauline’s uncle. He let us know what types of evidence would create an irrefutable case,” I explained to Camden. “Actually, he made ADA last month,” Momma D said, kissing her husband’s cheek. I congratulated him because I knew how hard he worked for it. The long nights and heavy workloads never took away from his family though. He always put Thad and Momma D first. He was a superhero and someone that Thad looked up to and wanted to be like.

"And you must be Troy. Elena mentioned you might also need examining?" Troy shook his head mutely, his arms wrapped around his middle in a gesture that was becoming familiar. "Troy just went through a traumatic experience," Rhodes said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "He needs to be checked. Please."

The man strode to him, "I have some pretty good questions for you, and I'd prefer if you answer me truthfully." "I have no answers for you, and I'd prefer you release me immediately," Trevor grunted and attempted to jerk out the restraint around him. "You see, I won't make a mistake like the first. You are too strong for your good and shouldn't be let loose. So, the question is, who are you?" Dr Greg's eyes narrowed, and he leaned slightly towards him but still kept his distance. "I do not know!" Trevor exclaimed. "Good thing I know several ways to torture the truth out of people like you." Doctor Greg said.

I said, hoping it sounded plausible without revealing too much. “Tread carefully with him. Men like Troy? They don’t have loyalties, not for long. He’ll turn on you the moment he thinks it benefits him.” He leaned forward, lowering his voice. “And if he’s working for Andre Lucciano, even indirectly, he might already be involved in things you don’t want to know about.” I thought about what Victor had found out earlier. Troy had been brought in by Shane but she could be using him for tasks that benefit Andre Lucciano.

I was setting up my materials when someone dropped dramatically into the chair beside my workstation. "So you're the infamous Maya Russo." The man who spoke was perhaps thirty-five, with carefully styled copper hair and a silk scarf artfully draped around his neck despite the warm studio. "I've been dying to meet you." "Just Maya is fine," I replied, continuing to unpack my supplies. "I'm Troy LeGrand, accessories lead." He extended a manicured hand. "And I must say, that collar piece is absolutely savage. Did you forge it yourself?" "Yes." "In your apartment?"

“I am no coward.” “You’re a coward who sells out his own, and for what? A few dollars? Do you think they care about you? They’ve been using you. Using you to get to us. Tana told me you aren’t even the brains of the operation. Some human scientist is. What did you have to give him in order for him to let you live, Troy? Your blood? Your DNA? Your very soul?” “Shut up! I’m in charge here. I’ve always been in charge.”

Troy offered me a small smile. Before I dealt with the elephant in the room, I needed to know something else first. “Why don’t you tell me why you are really here?” I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest. Vianne watched the exchange between us. When Troy only shrugged, I stalked toward him. “Cut the bullshit. Compared to the way you acted before what I saw downstairs, I refuse to believe in a complete turnaround. Tell me why you agreed to help Vianne out. There has to be something in it for you.”

Troy’s POV Troy watched the house disappear in his rearview mirror as he drove away from the Willowby house. Her father was a typical former Beta and her mother seemed genuine, caring and warm. He smiled as he thought about Reese’s reaction when she first saw him on the porch. “Call Drake,” Troy said as he drove towards the territory border. His parents would return after they’d made copies of the contract which he’d already signed. and met with the sitting Alpha. The phone rang over the car speakers and Drake’s voice filled the interior. “Is it a done deal? Was she swooning at the sight of the mighty Troy Madden? Did she slip down her seat in want?”

“I crept into their room through the secret passage that led to their closet. I hated to kill them when they were…in the middle of it, but it was then or never. I couldn’t take the chance of them finding more of it or getting away with what they had. After the deed was done, I searched their room, found the bag, and left the room the same way I came into it.” “And Barry?” Brock asked. “That’s where Troy comes in,” Blake said. “What?” Brock said. “Troy killed Barry?” “No,” Blake said. “I shot Barry. You see, Victor and I were talking in the kitchen. Well, Troy overheard us.” He chuckled. “He was in the stairwell of the cellar and we didn’t even know it. An hour later, Troy confronted me while