Walker Scobell Backpack Novels & Stories

The only frightening thing was the unhealed wounds on my face, and I was limping due to my injured feet. "Caleb!" Jenny rushed toward me with a bouquet of flowers, throwing her arms around me. "I'm sorry, Caleb. I only just found out how much you've suffered. It's all my fault. My negligence gave those people the chance to hurt you. But don't worry. I've already made them pay." She showed me a video. In it, Jackson was covered in bruises. He was forced to hike up the mountain and eat dog food, while shouting apologies with no dignity left.

"Our wolves will see what happens when the snow falls." After Ivanov passes his moonstone card to pay the keeper, our boots navigate back to the white Cobra. He carries my heavy bag of explicit scrolls with one hand, sliding his other thick palm straight into the back pocket of my tight trail jeans, holding my male hip flush against his thigh as we walk. My eyes cannot help but glance up at his jaw.

My tongue darted out, wetting my lower lip as if in expectation. “You started without me?” a shrill voice suddenly cried out, shattering the moment. We all looked up to see Bianca skipping over, wearing bright pink athletic gear that stood out amongst the rough leathers and dark blue uniforms. Jessica walked behind her, carrying a rather large camping backpack that was clearly packed for both of them. She swayed under the weight of it. Bianca paused when she saw me and Callum tangled together. Her eyes flashed, but I ignored her and climbed to my feet. Callum took my extended hand and stood.

She grins, kissing me before I walk off to speak to some of the warriors. I keep one eye on Allie and Ruby all the time while discussing the news of Gina with my warriors, and we decide she is too big of a risk having here. One of them quickly leaves my side and escorts her off the campsite with her screams and obscenities as the consequence. I shake my head, watching Allie bend down and pick something up off the ground. She says something to Ruby before they move on. “Alpha we found something.” A warrior says from a pile of rubble. I walk over there and crouch down to see what he got. In the pile there is a small pink backpack, muddy and worn, but otherwise unscattered.

After shopping, all the shopping bags were put in the car and trunk. *** The next day, Helen went outside to make sure the front yard was neat and clean. However, she saw the security guard at the house walking toward her carrying a medium-sized blue velvet box and a paper bag with the Gucci logo on it. “Caleb! What are you carrying?” Helen asked curiously. Caleb stopped in front of Helen and replied, “This is a package from Mr. Scott for Mrs. Wilson. Excuse me, I'll give it to Mrs. Wilson now. She's not busy, is she?” The security guard was about to step forward, but Helen stopped him.

The door closed behind him. Silence rushed back in. Ethan exhaled sharply. “He’s scared.” “Victor?” I asked. “Yes.” My phone buzzed again. Another message from Luca. Check the lining of your old backpack. The blue one. Don’t let anyone see. My breath hitched. “The one from college?” Ethan asked. I nodded. “It’s in the storage room.” We moved fast. The storage room smelled like dust and old memories. I grabbed the backpack from the shelf, my hands shaking as I unzipped it.

Settling down for a brief rest, she whispered to Skylar, “Skye, she is innocent too. We should save every soul we can.” Skylar understood Clara’s profound, inherent goodness. She simply nodded, offering no argument. Instead, she silently retrieved a bottle of water and a loaf of bread from the supposedly small backpack she carried, handing them to Clara. “Eat something first.” Clara was momentarily startled, staring at the supplies in her hands. She glanced back at the compact pack slung across Skylar’s shoulder. “I don’t mean to pry, Skye, but how is your bag constantly full? I swear you have everything we need in there.” It was true; her mysterious companion seemed to conjure clothes, food

“That you would flirt with your mugger is shocking enough, Alpha; now, your wallet, chop, chop!” His smile widens as he rummages through his back pocket and offers both to me. “Well then…” I slip both goods into my coat pocket and offer parting finger guns, which cause him to laugh again before I slide past him, lifting the hood of my coat to vanish in the sea of people. 'There is a scent tracker in his wallet; his scent is also on the coat, where he touched.’ Kaisa warns, and I nod before weaving through the sea of people to head to the terminal.

It seemed as if these men were mortified and embarrassed to be getting their asses kicked by a she-wolf. She had beads of sweat forming on her forehead; her complexion was practically glowing. The rays of the moon were dancing off her fair skin and her dark hair was plastered with sweat, around her reddened features. I had already called for some of my gammas to arrest these assholes; I was just waiting for them to arrive. I noticed a backpack leaning against the wall of the ally. That was the same backpack they shoved the necklace from the jewelry store into. Sheryl still hadn’t noticed me as I went around the scene and grabbed

Underneath it lay a blanket with pillows and a large basket sitting in the center. Aiden's heart skipped a beat, and his stomach fluttered. It might not have been extravagant, but it was everything to the Omega. He couldn't believe the Alpha did this for him. Aiden looks to his right when he senses Zeus approaching. He sees a backpack in the Alpha wolf's mouth. Zeus drops it in front of Aiden before turning and walking toward the blanket where Thaddeus's backpack was. Winter grabbed the backpack with his mouth and trotted off behind a tree. Aiden dug through the backpack and found a comfortable pair of gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt.