Walten Files Felix Novels & Stories

As she finished speaking, she raised her eyes to his. Accustomed to every feminine wile known to woman, Felix nevertheless could see nothing in the lucent grey eyes to tell him whether the offer was a bluff or not. But it only took s moment to realize that if he won this particular argument, if he succeeded in withdrawing as guardian to the Fleming sisters, Margaret Fleming would be largely removed from his orbit. Which would certainly make his seduction of her more difficult, if joy impossible. Faced with those large grey-green eyes, Felix did what kind of the habitués of Gentleman Watson’s boxing salon had yet seen him do. He threw in the towel.

winking at Leo. Leo stammered as he said, “Hmm, okay, sure.” “Thanks man.” Felix said as he left the office. Felix smiled as he walked out. I want Ellen, and I’m having her, he thought as he walked towards Ellen’s desk. “Hey, I’ll see you tonight,” Felix stated as he walked past her to the elevator. “I said we'd see about that,” Ellen reminded him. “We definitely will,” Felix responded, grinning. “Alex, send the file to me, and I’ll have a look at the candidates you have,” Felix said to Alex as he left the office.

"Felix Cohen, meet me at garden number one." After saying that, he hung up. Wyatt instructed his driver to drive toward the mountains. Over half an hour later, Wyatt arrived at a place nestled between the mountains. It was a magnificent villa with a glamorous interior that was extremely secluded. Felix, with his goatee, was waiting for him at the door. As soon as Wyatt arrived, he was welcomed in warmly. Wyatt instructed for his driver to wait in a different location in the meantime.

"I'm just looking for my brother. He was here. You saw him." "I see a lot of things," Felix said, stepping into the room. The door clicked shut behind him, sealing us in. "I see a boy who thought he could play in the big leagues because he got the boss to hard-on. I see a boy who’s about to become another deleted file." "Andreas won't let you get away with this," I snapped, trying to find some shred of the armor I’d built. "He likes me. He’ll know it was you."

Hazel grumbles. “Tell me about it. I haven’t ridden anything across the finish line in months, and my wolf is getting seriously bitchy.” Felix's voice comes out exasperated.“I know. I’m tired of fucking my hand. It’s seriously pathetic. I mean, look at me, I was made to be worshiped.” “God, you too? Fuck it, just find someone else then,” Hazel says flippanly.

Felix said, walking into the office. “Thank you, you can drop it here,” Anna told him. He placed it on her table and then said, “Thank you, hmm, I guess, good night then.” Anna smiled at him as he left and then picked up the file. His report was on the Hawthorne Telecoms group. When she opened the file and her eyes landed on the picture, her heart skipped a beat, her eyes hardening. "It's her," she mumbled.

“You noticed.” “I always notice.” She smiled without realizing it. Cass watched the exchange. Later, when Maya walked away to examine another box, Cass quietly said to Elias, “She trusts you.” Elias didn’t answer immediately. Finally he said, “I know.” Cass studied him carefully. “Don’t waste that.” He simply nodded. At the very bottom of the locker, Felix discovered a locked metal case. Unlike everything else, this one was new. Modern. Recently manufactured. The lock was electronic. Federal technicians managed to open it. Inside was only one file. Stamped: PROJECT SHEPHERD LEVEL ONE ACCESS.

he said and laughed as he mussed it up and ran full speed out of the back door. “Felix has your itinerary and the first location of where we traced these groups to, you kids have fun,” Wentworth said as he turned back to speak with Joe. We weren’t sentimental and I left right after that not even saying goodbye to anyone, we never said goodbye, it was bad luck for us to do it. I got in the truck and drove home to find Felix waiting there sipping his drink from a chilled blood bag.

Narrow aisles of tall cabinets stood like sentinels, their drawers labeled with eras rather than departments. Mark flicked on the lights, bathing the room in a pale glow. Felix stepped inside first. Mark, shuffling his feet nervously, asked, “Do you have a file name, or maybe a project code? It would help narrow it down.” Felix inhaled slowly. “Yes,” he said. “It should be under a codename.” He turned, meeting Mark’s eyes. “Project Helix.” Mark froze. Then he whispered, “Sir… I didn’t know that was still on record.”

ALINA I noticed Vincent stepping out of Felix's office in the middle of the night. He must've reported everything that happened today. There's no way anything else could be so important. The whole night Felix didn't come to our bedroom. He was busy in his office. When I woke up the next day, my wolf stirred panic within me as if she was sending a warning. Getting changed, I stepped out of the room and noticed Vincent stepping into the packhouse with a blue file. When our eyes met he bowed and instantly strode to Felix's office.