Waylon Batman Novels & Stories

He chuckled. “Did you do all this for the ball?” he questioned, running a finger from my head to my shoes. “I doubt Father changed his mind about taking the twins.” “He didn’t I just thought, as they weren’t feeling well, I could go-” “Don’t worry, you don’t have to convince me. I think it’s high time the other princes saw my gorgeous baby sister,” he chimed in, giving me that bright smile of his. Poles apart from everyone else in the family, Valerian is the only one that treated me like I am family. He is ten years older than me but is by far my favorite. I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father.

Waylon nodded and accepted the packet of jellies from her and started nibbling on them. They dropped her off by Chris and Samantha’s home, then Dick took Waylon to the arts and crafts store. Waylon had his own personal bank card, thanks to Dante. Since he was the head warrior, he received a salary for training the pack members and he also worked with Corbin at the company. Most of Dante’s money went to Waylon’s account, which he gave to Dick to keep and use for whatever Waylon needed, and whenever the card was used, he would receive the account.

“When Chana recovers, I’ll even make you her godfather! Nobody will stand in your way with the Jackson family’s support! “We have authority here in the city!” Waylon was satisfied with Mrs. Jackson’s words of reassurance. He casually kept the check and put his medicine box down before grabbing the bottle of alcohol inside. “Of course! Since you’re being so generous…” he said while rubbing his hands with alcohol. “I’ll do my very best! “I’ll calm Ms. Jackson—no, my goddaughter’s energy right now! “She’ll definitely wake up! “Give me half an hour!” White smoke was appearing in between Waylon’s fingers. At this very moment, he looked just like an expert.

“About the nutcase lady, she is the reason why I request your presence.” “Who is she?” “She is the daughter of Alpha Atlas. The Alpha of the CageMoon Pack. Aunt said the nutcase is betrothed to me ever since I was a boy. And I had no fucking idea about it.” “Hold on, Leo…… you are fucking joking, right?” “Did you see me in any costume? I’m dead serious, Man,” I pushed myself up from the couch, and made my way to the mini-bar in my office. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey, stretched it in the direction of Max. “Do you care for any?”

Kayson told him. “Sure!” Gael nodded. Kayson took a cab to go straight to the Tinsleys. At Waylon’s office… Taylor was currently sitting across from Waylon. Waylon had just arrived at his office today when Taylor came for a visit soon after. The man had said that he was here for a drink, and Waylon could not possibly turn him away. Taylor was a patrol from Eternalporium. Waylon had to treat him properly, regardless. He just did not understand why Taylor would visit him so suddenly. After all, he had bruised the man’s ego the night before yesterday.

The next moment, a ferocious-looking middle-aged man in a suit came rushing into the suite with dozens of muscular men. It was the owner of Dynasty Club, Waylon. He was one of the most powerful men in Rochester! Everyone held their breaths. Jordan looked like he had just seen his savior. He pointed at Chase and said, “Dad, he’s the one who hit me…” Waylon’s eyes narrowed as he turned to look at Chase. Even though Chase was young, there was something different about him. Waylon asked, “Who are you? Why did you hit my son?”

If someone did anything to harm her, I'd find the culprit and rip them apart. "Macy.... she..." unable to speak, I grab the phone away and glance at the screen viewing the last call. The call had come from Caleb, the Beta of The Crescent Moon Pack. I waist no time and dial back. "Caleb? What's going on?" "Alpha Blake, I am sad to say that we were deceived ones more. Someone in our pack may have betrayed us, but I could be wrong. Macy went down to the dungeon, to check on Jazmin. Someone attacked her while she was down there and freed Jazmin. Our Luna is now hospitalized under critical condition. They injected her with wolfs bane. We don't know if she will make it."

Even though the pressure they gave me was not even half of what I experienced from Alpha Kyle, and I could easily repel it, I was too weak to do anything making me feel rather intimidated. "Talk, who the fuck are you?" The other man growled as he glared at me. "I'm lost." I managed to say. There was no way I was going to tell them that I was a runaway wolf from another pack, they might as well return me to Alpha Kyle if I said that. "Tie her up, the Alpha would question her himself." One of the guards who looked to be their leader frowned. Immediately, the other two sprang into action and tied me up into a bundle even more I could move. Even if I wanted to struggle, I didn't have the strengt

“No, DAD, her mate is Alpha Jameson.” Rebels break from the shadows and Waylon launches for Spencer, revealing the side he has been on all along- Ours. I reach out at Alden, grabbing hold of his shirt and slamming my fist into his face. He recovers quickly and I’m ripped away from him by two warriors as Alden slips from my reach and moves back toward the packhouse. Wren grunts behind me, and I’m brought back to my primary objection. Protect her, no matter what.

Waylon comes lumbering up to them then, holding both swords in one expert grasp. Brendan eyes him drily. “Should we start searching for a new Captain Commander, given that our current one seems to have been bested by a sheer novice?” Alcina laughs. Waylon shrugs and, in a blur of movement, has staked one of the swords firmly in the ground, just a millimeter to the left of Brendan’s boot. Brendan, gritting his teeth, just barely manages to avoid flinching. “It is time for our spar, my lord,” Waylon grins, predatory and unsavory. “Let us discuss the matter over a friendly match.”