Watch Dog Aiden Pearce Novels & Stories

Penelope growled, anxiously trying to wipe her tear-stained face. “I… I was going to take care of something and…” Corinne slowly approached, although Penelope's eyes were screaming at her to stay away “I heard you crying. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay…” her eyes quickly ran over Penelope’s seemingly uninjured body and the clean balcony, no blood or anything “Did something happen…?” Corinne asked, even thinking that maybe the swan was too proud to admit that she would miss her home or something, until, as she watched the horizon for any danger, she noticed something moving in the distance, almost on the line where the forest began. Aiden. With a sword at his waist and his eye

He cradled it carefully, mindful of the IV taped to her skin. Marionne's eyes opened—weak, unfocused at first. When they finally settled on him, she barely managed a whisper. “You’re here.” "Yes." Aidan nodded. “I’m here.” She swallowed. “Where have you been?” Aidan exhaled. “Atlanta. Some officers came by the office the other day. They had questions—I had to be there. They went to Ethan’s office, too, and questioned some of his people. They’re running a full investigation on what happened at Cedar Ridge.”

His soft voice was loud and clear through the link as he warned their people to take shelter. Aiden ran past parents, who were already running toward the pack house with their children. Abigail runs to Aiden's side as he enters the playground. His eyes scanned the playground and found confused children without their parents. Unfortunately, four rogues came barreling out of the tree line and into the park at that moment. One of the rogues sprinted for one of the pups that was already running toward Aiden. Unfortunately, the rogue was much closer to the pup than Aiden was. He knew he would never get there in time.

His excitement erupted like fireworks. “Xander!” he cheered, racing into the living room. Anna trailed after him, muttering, “Slow down, Aiden.” The old man wheeled himself forward, arms open wide. “My boy!” But before Aiden could reach him, a blur of white fur bounded in—Bruno, the German shepherd. The dog practically bowled Aiden over, showering him with sloppy licks. “Bruno!” Aiden giggled, hugging the dog. “Did you miss me?”

Moreover, I noticed only two attendees, which were Aiden and the minister that was going to officiate the wedding. Aiden looked as if he had not been getting any sleep since his disappearance. He looked vulnerable and not like the alpha I knew. He looked like a puppet. The suit he donned clung to his body, and his brown hair, which I had always liked dishevelled, was gelled back. His eyes had dark circles under them, and the corner of his lips curved in a small smile. “This is our chance of getting Aiden back. I'm sorry, Elena if you don't want to do this, but we need your help.” Ellen pleaded.

She then looked at me with a cold, distant expression, saying, "You should just sign it already and stop making a scene in front of everyone, Shawn." I spat out a mouthful of blood, took the pen offered to me, and signed without hesitation, finding it utterly absurd to see the dog listed as the beneficiary. They pored over the share transfer agreement together, and Charlie beamed joyfully. "I'm sure Dobby feels much more secure now that this is settled, Ms. Jillard." Emma smiled gently and said, "It's all worth it as long as you're happy, Charlie." I took a deep breath and lunged at Charlie. I tried to drive the pen into his chest, but he narrowly avoided the hit. The nib struck his ribs ins

I explain. “I do understand; it's just I don’t want you stressing yourself out thinking that you need to do anything. If you want to be the cook then I am ok with that. If you want to go grocery shopping, please take one of the guards with you and I don’t mean Tianya or Kylynn, even if they make an excellent deterrent.” Kaden comments. “Oh, I forgot to mention Nick’s assistant Phil apparently has his own assistant now. I saw her yesterday when Vienna and I went over there to talk with Ben. I swear she looked familiar but I have no idea where I have seen her before.” I tell him.

Danielle would be gone, her scent would be gone, and everything would be back to how it was supposed to be. He rolled his shoulders again and hissed as the pain lanced through his back. At least one good thing had come out of his suffering. Bonding didn’t hurt. This confirmed it wasn't a mating. It was withdrawal. That damn wolf blood was tearing through his system. Aidan needed to get back soon; he needed answers. “Since you've got everything under control, I'll head to headquarters and check the surveillance footage,” Marcus said. “Good idea. Let me know what you find. The scent was strong. Maybe some dogs got trapped in the city.”

So when the chime sounded, it was no surprise to me that Aidan quickly hopped up to answer it. Yet, as time drags on, and he has not returned, I start to feel suspicious. Walking toward the front door, I find Aidan there, frowning and glaring at the small screen in the wall that shows the camera feed at the gate. “What is it?” I ask. “Who is there?” Aidan immediately turns. He uses his body to shield the monitor. “No one,” he says, unconvincingly. His angry expression tells me everything I need to know about who is at the door.

Greg cursed, and Evenly sighed. She wondered why Aiden was suddenly searching for her daughter, wanting her back after everything he had done to her. What did he really want? She hoped her daughter was already out of the pack—and safe. She prayed Aiden never found her. She heard a bang on the door again, followed by Aiden’s voice. “I, Aiden Miller, Alpha of Red Moon Pack, order you to open this door now!” Aiden growled, but Greg didn’t move. He sat on the couch with an unbothered look on his face.