Will Trent Book 10 Novels & Stories

The first thing Trent did when he became the interim Aloha was to take those properties and the fact that he’s not fighting to claim them back heightens Leila’s suspicion of his motives. Trent must have his sights set on something bigger and there’s only one thing bigger than where he is right now, becoming the permanent and unchallenged Alpha of the blood oak pack. The only thing stopping him from laying a claim to it right now is that Tatum’s body has not been found but if Trent can rally enough support from the pack, he would be able to do so with his only obstacles being her and Darren. If Trent wasn’t the interim Alpha right now, in a case where the Alpha is missing, the mantle would ha

My mothers words started a fire in me, was she actually siding me? Or was this just another move to make me trust her so she'll sell me out to Cain? Later that day, I tried to clear my head the only way I knew how, by shifting and running deep into the woods behind the estate. It wasn’t Moon Crest’s border, but close enough that I felt the tension in the air, like the land itself was holding its breath. I shifted back just outside the training pit, sweaty and sore, but grounded; until Trenton appeared like a storm cloud from the shadows.

Trent went way back with the Thorntons, as he and Lizzie Thornton had dated until they’d broken up unexpectedly when they’d barely graduated high school. Trent was tall and muscular, with bright blue eyes that Harrison had heard his sister Lizzie admit were beyond beautiful. Lizzie had run off to be a musician and hadn’t been in Fair Haven for a while now, but Trent had stayed. And, Harrison had a feeling, had been waiting for his sister to return. “Oh, are your best customers not allowed in here anymore?” Caleb said as he gave Trent another shoulder slap like he’d given Harrison. “I guess you guys do keep me in business. Who else will drink my shittiest, overpriced beer?”

Unspoken Truths - Chapter 2 Gino Morelli On one side stands my bella bambina, Sareena. Her shoulders are squared, and her fingers are intertwined with my new Captain, Damian. There’s a silent promise in the way they hold each other: loyalty, defiance, and love. I saw it all before he left. Damian was hunting for her, breaking for her, and risking everything just to find her and bring her back. I know the boy loves her, no question about it.

TROY With Darren’s heavy vanguard covering our flanks, Chika slips completely past the paparazzi scouts waiting at the secondary gates and reaches the inner medical facility for alignment treatment. Holding my encrypted laptop case tight against my chest, my station remains faithfully anchored by his side. As the pack doctor wraps the synthetic compression bandages around his swollen joints, my voice tries to mimic the weight of an older commander. "Lord Chika, the warlord issued a direct command ensuring my unit secures your safe return to the primary stronghold the exact microsecond the medical treatment concludes."

Trent stayed close, his face pale but resolute. “She is my sister,” Trent said quietly. “I’ll find her if it’s the last thing I do.” As we prepared to search, a sinking feeling settled in my stomach. Tilly’s sacrifice might not be what the Goddess wanted—but her devotion and desperation might awaken something far worse.

I point to the boy that I notice in quite a few of the photo’s “That is Trent, he would have been your mother's Beta. They were best friends” “Is he Beta now?” Aries asks, again they look at each other, this time looking sad. “No, he refused the position saying he would only stand by Helena. Finn and Trent didn't really see eye to eye” Leo tells us. “Is he still part of the pack?” “Oh yes, he lives in a cabin on the border, he keeps to himself. You see he took Helena’s disappearance quite badly. He visits us once a week” Masis tells me, clearly fond of Trent.

After shifting and changing at the tree line, I then ran into the pack house and up the stairs. **** Third Person's POV Trent was curled up in bed, hugging the pillow that no longer smelled like Logan against him. His tears had already run dry and now he laid there just staring at nothing. Everything that happened earlier kept running through his head. Everything that just happened further proves that no one can be trusted. It proves that everyone's a liar and deceives him.

After Grayson finished yelling at them, he warned, "You should be lucky nothing happened to her. If she was really hurt, I wouldn't just be breaking your wrists. I'd be breaking your necks." Trent was speechless with rage. He was on the verge of killing them. However, he didn't become the gang leader because of his guts and recklessness alone. He was a logical person. He knew Grayson wasn't someone he should mess with. There was nothing good that could come out of angering Grayson, and he knew that Grayson was so furious now that nothing would get through to him. Trent looked at Belle and asked, "I've always heard that Mr. Page was a proud bachelor. Which lucky lady could have possibly attra

Everyone slowly turned towards the voice. Carried away by disputes, they did not even notice that the enemy was on the "threshold". He had the audacity to come not only when we mourn his sacrifice, but also when we are discussing how to deal with him. Trent stood at the very edge of the forest. One, confident in his invincibility. He slowly approached, brazenly looking at the assembled members of the pack. Now he has already entered the territory of the reservation, but no one stopped him with a word.