Waylon Smithers Novels & Stories

He sounded like he was talking about something frightening. Everyone thought they had heard wrong. “Master Shoal, you…” Jordan wanted to curse out loud. “Shut up!” Waylon yelled at Jordan and turned back to look at Warren seriously. “Is there something formidable about him, Master Shoal?” He knew Warren very well. Nothing would make him back down. Waylon had never seen Warren acting so anxious before. “He’s not only formidable.” Warren smiled bitterly. His lips quivered as he continued, “He… He’s Master Collins from South River City…”

“Officially it was the night they broke into my house, although I did not know who they were or what they looked like at the time. The first time I knew who they were and what they looked like was when I visited them at the police station.” “So, you are saying you had never met the defendants before the night they broke into your house?” “That’s correct.” I was confused by his line of questioning it was not something we had covered. “Miss Garrison, can you tell me who Charlene Smith is?” “She’s a colleague at work.” “And on the 22nd of December last year did you attend the annual Christmas party with Charlene Smith?” “Yes.” My heart sank as memories came flooding back. “Judge I would like to

“No, his main purpose was to stall me so I’d be occupied… Is there anything particular going on today?” Swenson shook his head. None that he knew of. Waylon racked his brain with a frown until his phone rang. “It’s from Seth?” The moment he answered, Seth spoke immediately. “Mr. Pattingson, Dickinson International’s gone to the Millers.” Waylon froze before he was struck with realization! “It’s Taylor Yost!” Waylon scowled. It was just a Dickinson International project, but Taylor insisted on rubbing it in his face. “Can you brief me about what actually happened, Mr. Jackson?”

I said a little more colder than I needed to. “True but I wanted to see you.” Waylon smiled as he took his plate and sat down. He was directly across the fire from me. “Should I be worried you are more upset I am not Axel or that you aren’t happy to see me?” “Happy to see you? Isn’t your mate waiting for you at home?” My good mood turned sour. “I’m looking at my mate.” Waylon took a bite and Arlo looked like he was enjoying this. His eyes darted between us like it was an episode of Jerry Springer and he was waiting on me to attack him.

“Xella, I told you before that I do not want to involve my father in any of my own affairs in the future. Get behind me. It’s okay. I will solve this matter!” Waylon replied. “Ahh? But Waylon…” “Just stand behind me!!” Waylon roared at Xella. Xella nodded timidly. Despite being yelled at, she suddenly felt a strong sense of security deep down in her heart. She obediently stood behind him. “Big War, my name is Waylon Letts. I started a small company of my own. I know how famous you are in the underground industry. My godbrother from Mayberry City knows who you are too.”

Alpha Wyatt never came back to the Packhouse while I was there, so I never even got to talk to him about anything—which didn’t help me get any sleep. I had just got to the diner and clocked in; Helping Amelia get the place ready to open, starting up some pots of coffee and making sure the dining area was clean and tidy. I make sure to unlock the doors and light up our open sign in the window. As I got behind the counter to put on my apron, my heart sinks to my stomach. Alpha Wyatt comes walking into the diner, ignoring him until I stopped in my tracks, his overpowering cologne flooding my nose. His smell took hold over me before I could even stop myself from turning around.

Waylon smiled and replied, “Don’t mention it. It must be hard for you guys to take care of my sister lately. Take this as a token of gratitude from me.” A few actresses put their heads together and whispered, “He’s so gentle and down-to-earth. I wonder if he’s married or not.” “Coleman is engaged, but I heard that Wayne is still single.” They became agitated. “I don't know if I still stand a chance or not. Do you think he'll refuse if I go say hello to him?” “Why don’t you go and try it?” After that, they pushed that actress out. Cameron squinted and stared at them. Then, she turned her head to look at Waylon, who was surrounded by everyone like a myriad of stars surrounding the moon. To the

Edward and Ariadne had both suspected the quiet Beta of misgivings. Only, Waylon proved to be completely infallible in his loyalty. The man is just that, quiet. Ariadne could see the Beta's appeal, why he always had a different Omega's scent on him. Waylon's a caretaker, and at the same time, he can't plant himself to anything due to his line of work. It's a miserable existence. Edward clears his throat. "It isn't any of them." They'd also knocked out Jackson, Elton, Anna, and Nathan by proxy from being the rat.

"I guess we'll just have to stay ahead of him then. And after we take care of Harding once and for all, we can disappear. Where do you think we should go, once we break Stella out, and then we get to ride away into the sunset." It took all of Waylon's self control not to roll his eyes in response to her confidence that they would come out of this alive and well and capable of at least hobbling away from Harding's lair. "I know I didn't mention this earlier, but I know a guy in Edmonton. Or I knew him. I haven't talked to him since before-" Waylon's voice trailed off and he turned his head and stared at the wall for a few long minutes.

] I felt the notification and turned my phone back to myself, waving goodbye to Jasper as I walked toward Waylon. Waylon was dressed casually in a black T-shirt and jeans, smiling as he approached. When he noticed Jasper behind me, his expression shifted. He asked, "Isn't that your ex? Is he causing trouble again? Do you want me to handle him?" I shook my head and smiled, signaling for him to lead the way since I was hungry. - Waylon took me to a restaurant, and Jasper stubbornly followed us. The owner asked how many of us there were. Waylon said two, but Jasper chimed in with three.