Walking Dead Wayne Novels & Stories

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

“The Alpha’s pet finally decided to show up.” “Careful,” another voice added. “If the Alpha catches you talking to him, he might tear your throat out.” Wayne didn’t stop walking. He couldn’t afford to. His legs were still weak; the poison had drained more from him than he wanted to admit. Even standing in the cool morning air made his skin prickle. But he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing him falter. He reached the edge of the field and grabbed a wooden staff, pretending to join the younger trainees. His grip trembled slightly, but he forced it steady.

I teleport us, and we're standing next to the door with me still over Wyatt's shoulder. "Uh, can we help you?" Ryder asks, amused. Wyatt's face turns red as he puts me down. Haha, we have a red lycan, everybody. "We're looking for Wayne. We talked to Eva, and she said he was close to Dr. Neelson and Adrian. Can we look at the images from the cameras?" I ask. Lucas walks over, and types a few things into the computer, and all the images pop up. I reach out and touch his forehead with my finger, causing him to look at me with confusion.

My tears gather and start to fall. The door bursts open and Beta Ezra walks into the commotion, looking as bewildered as ever. “What’s going on?” He asks, disoriented. “Take that bastard out of here” Hades orders, pointing at Wayne who has a bleeding mouth and a broken nose. Ezra listens immediately and drags Wayne to his feet, before leaving with him. “You monster!” I turn and yell at Hades when it’s just the two of us. I can’t bear it anymore.

He exhaled deeply then looked up. ‘Olive,’ his wolf whispered. Wayne's eyelids shot up and his jaws clenched tight. He got on his feet and sped away on impulse. He entered his elevator and went straight to his quarters. As soon as his elevator door dinged open, he froze. All three colors of his eyes mixed together and his face turned deadly. “Olive,” he growled gently and walked to her where she laid on the floor, unconscious.​

He did really think I was dead all this time? “What are you saying Wayne? I never told you that your mother was dead,” Manny asked. Wayne’s indignant expression was locked on mine. “But there is no way my real mother would have left me behind, she is dead, meaning that this woman is an imposter,” he said, firing the last bullet into my heart. With that, he turned and walked away, leaving me in pieces. Manny stood up from the bed, glancing down at Dexter who was breathing better now.

Hunter howled with laughter, we really were well matched. After disconnecting the machine from Wayne’s now fried body, I checked for his pulse. He was hanging on for dear life, could he not just give in already and save us the need for an execution. “Benson where the fuck are you” I shouted through the mind link. “On my way what did I miss” “A lot, but he still breaths. Nick has gone to alert William as he’s Wayne’s alpha, he needs to be the one to execute him” “Haha alright and sorry mate got caught up” it was hard to miss the meaning in his words as his heavy breathing was a dead giveaway as to what had held him up.

"I'm going to put you six feet under today, you little bitch!" Wayne hissed. He then lifted me up. I could feel my body being raised, my head lolling weakly to the side as Wayne's and Grandma's footsteps rang out around me. Their steps echoed heavily as they carried me away. I tried hard to open my eyes, but the tonic's effects hadn't completely worn off yet. All I could see were some vague shadows. "Where do we bury her, Grandma?" Wayne asked.

I know I've become very ugly now. ... August 20, 2025 The sleeping pills seem to be losing their effectiveness. The doctor advised me to just stay in the hospital. He said it would get more painful toward the end. I refused. I never planned to live until the very end anyway. ... August 25, 2025 ... The original text had been crossed out with a black line. Two new lines were added: Willow Dawson died on this day. But Echo saved her.

Without hesitation, Alex's protective instincts kicked in. The sight of an innocent life in danger reignited his strength. He could see the intention to shoot in the men's eyes. With a burst of speed and power, he rushed forward, determined to save her. The scene erupted into chaos as Alex threw himself into the fray, With a roar, Alex lashed out, his claws raking across the concrete pillars, leaving deep gashes. He smashed car windows and hurled debris, each act of destruction, his primal fury unleashed once more. The men were caught off guard, their bullets missing their mark as Alex moved with supernatural agility. He fought with a ferocity that only a werewolf could muster, his red-shot