Agent Derek Morgan 소설 & 이야기

Alpha Darren acted immediately after hearing the recording of Annabelle's conversation with Miranda. The first person he wanted to see and who he thought was the key witness was the one who was driving the boat. Alpha Darren knew Diana and George couldn't be driving the boat, so he believes someone is helping them. This was strengthened by Cedric's confirmation that there was indeed a member of the army who used to be a member of the Pack Delonix who then asked to become a member of Pack Kyne.

Pls comment. The main question is still.... Will Derek make it.

DEREK Pain was nothing new to me. Two years undercover had taught me to push through bullet wounds, broken ribs, and worse. But climbing out of that ambulance with a gunshot wound in my chest, held together by nothing but kevlar and sheer stubbornness, might have been the stupidest thing I'd ever done. "Agent Morrison, you need medical attention!" the paramedic shouted as I stumbled toward the police motorcade forming up behind the ambulances. "That kid needs it more." I grabbed the radio from the nearest patrol car, ignoring the officer's protests. "This is FBI Special Agent Derek Morrison, badge number 7-7-4-2-9. I need immediate clearance for emergency transport to Memorial Hospital. Prio

When our skins touched, that's when I realized that it was him. Why is Alpha Derek inside Arndon Woods?

" He is my chauffeur. Sabrina! Fire him, don't let him come to my company once I return!" " Don't do it, Boss-!" He covers his mouth immediately when he realizes the truth about his identity just popped out of his lips. His eyes immediately shift to Susan, Mrs Fernandez and Mr Fernandez. Derek Morgan is here to replace the place for Derek Ericsson, the heir of the Ericsson family who has been in the UK for his business. For four years, he never returns home. So, using the identity, Derek Morgan has been dating Susan to get a position in the Fernandez family.

His voice trailed off as guilt took his words. Morgan grabbed his collar. "We treated you like our own son and gave you everything. What did you do to Samuel?" Derek dropped the act, shoving her away and spitting. "What did I do? You pushed him to his death. I just helped things along. He told you he was sick over and over, didn't he? And you wouldn't believe him. It's funny that you'd rather trust a stranger like me than your own kid. I should thank you for all these years. A little lie here, a tantrum there, and I could get you to beat him up or give me whatever he never got."

"But… what about Morgan? Isn’t he the Alpha?" The agent hesitated, his expression serious. "That’s what surprised me as well. There is no record of anyone named Morgan being affiliated with the pack as its Alpha—not in the last decade, at least. From what I could gather, Argos has been in charge for quite some time." Denise felt a jolt of confusion. "But where is Morgan?" she asked, more to herself than to the agent. Her voice trembled with uncertainty. "I was told… I was certain he was the Alpha."

"Derek had access to offshore banking systems that he used to hide payments from gambling operations and criminal organizations. He also maintained relationships with corrupt lawyers and sports agents who facilitated illegal activities throughout professional hockey." Agent Morrison took detailed notes while I provided information about financial networks, criminal contacts, and operational methods that Derek had revealed during our conspiracy against Ophelia. "Derek told me that his criminal contacts included people who specialized in character assassination, financial fraud, and reputation destruction. He said these services were available to anyone willing to pay premium prices for sophis

The man said he was coming out as if they should be friendly. “Who are you and what do you want?” Agnar said shortly his tone deadly letting the man know one wrong move and things would get bad. “I am Alpha Derek, this is Dark Crescent. I understand meeting packs here recently usually means a fight, long drawn out battle, and stealing, robbing etc from each other. I am not here for that today.” Derek smiled brightly. “I don't like conversations. What do you want, last chance.” Agnar growled his forearms flexing as he spoke, the veins running up his arms bludging.

A group of people entered the villa. Derek courteously showed Morgan around. "I'm a certified swim coach. If you want to swim and trust that I'm qualified, I can keep watch over you." Morgan couldn't help but compare. "Just so you know, my brother is both swim coach and lifeguard certified." This remark simply translated to Morgan not finding Derek on the same level as Bennett. Derek smiled as he nodded in response. "You're right. Your brother is the best, isn't he?"