Agent Jareau Romane & Geschichten

"Four on the perimeter, six inside with my parents, two on overwatch from the building across the street." "Military training?" Adrian's voice came through clearly, though he was positioned on the opposite side of the warehouse complex. "Definitely. These aren't academic researchers Kyle hired off Craigslist." Zara adjusted her position, testing how her enhanced reflexes adapted to the new environment. Everything felt sharper, more immediate. "ARIA, status on building systems infiltration?"

Kael kept his hand firmly on my waist, practically carrying me forward as my boots skidded on the smooth floor. My empty left sleeve was pinned flat against my chest, and my broken collarbone throbbed with every single step, but there was no time to slow down. The loud sound of our running boots echoed off the walls like a volley of drums. "How far to the main server room?" Kael asked as he ran. "Two hundred yards" Jarek called back from the front of the line. He had dropped his old brass compass and was now holding a stolen Council tablet he had taken from a dead Enforcer at the harbor.

Lance aka Doc doctor for club. Ezra aka Patch EMT for club. Victor Aka Navy best at boats watercraft. Warren Aka Chopper best at air craft. Anthony Aka Edge best at knives. Jaime aka Data best at tech/ IT. Walter aka Hacker tech geek. Corey aka Jammer tech geek. Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks.

Most of the men here had that same look. "And Gamma Jarek." Someone stepped close to my right side. Before I could see who it was, a low, vibrating growl ripped through the air behind me. I spun around. Cain was right there, his eyes gone completely black, his top lip pulled back to show his teeth. My heart skipped a beat. He wasn't playing. "My bad," Gamma Jarek said. He took two big steps back, putting plenty of air between us. "I just wasn't ready to see someone so beautiful today."

He had a big scar cutting across his left eyebrow and a rough, burned mark on his arm. I recognized him instantly. His name was Jarek. In my past life, he was one of the top hired fighters Theron used whenever he needed dirty work done outside the land borders. Jarek was the one who helped coordinate the rogue attack that almost wiped out our southern patrol two years from now. Seeing him here, this early in the timeline, sneaking around the royal capital, meant the timeline wasn't just changing—Theron was already moving his pieces into place. I didn't panic. I slowly leaned over to Rhea, my voice dropping its playful tone completely. "Take the basket and go straight to the healer shop on th

I’d bled enough with them for that, I supposed. It was on this hot day I met them. Jarek and Dain, brothers, and Ryker’s most trusted men. Jarek could be described as a quiet storm. He was towering, but not as tall as Ryker, lean, and with that strange calm around him that only true strength could carry. I noticed the way his eyes always strayed to Anya when he thought no one was watching. But I was watching. I saw the way his expression softened around her. How he kept his distance like being close to her might undo him completely. Perhaps it already had. She was pregnant with his child after all.

Arya could tell that her parents were feeling guilty about doing this to her but she wasn't in the mood to comfort them, what they did was wrong. They finally got off of the lift but the heavy awkward atmosphere remained as it hovered above the family of three. "Ah, welcome." A slightly short man greeted them before they even had a chance to look around. "My name is Rajaei Jarvis. It is a pleasure to meet all of you. I will be the one accompanying you to Mr.Rivera's office." The man explained and shook hands with everyone. He seemed nice. The building really was spacious. They took a few twists and turns before they finally arrived in front of his door.

"Oh, I just thought of something. Gamal said an expert he invited will be arriving in the next couple of days. Maybe that's a breakthrough." Amelia's eyes lit up. "How much do you know about this expert's identity?" "I asked Gamal, but he didn't tell me much." Gaylord turned around. "He should arrive the afternoon after tomorrow. I heard his name is Jarvis Seager, he's from Canada. No one knows exactly what he looks like, only that he wears gold-rimmed glasses and carries a black briefcase. He's proud and cold, doesn't care about anyone, and hates being contradicted. He also has a female assistant who handles his social interactions."

He didn't sign up for anything this complicated, he just wanted his mate and lead a peaceful life. Tessa sits up straight and Jarek's outburst didn't sit well with Aurora and Luna, both of them agraad that they outrank both of these men and Aurora pushes forward and Tessa's eyes change and Aurora's blue is swirling around Tessa's light blue and Jarek retreats

“Teira’s handling that, alone with Jack. He claims to have been part of Rykers’ military before he deserted and set a dozen loyalists free. If there’s anyone who can help us trail then, it’d be him.” I sighed, seeing as there was no immediate news and our investigations on Jafarr’s trail were a clear long shot. "I shall see you soon." I told Jayme, and he gave a grunt as his attention became drawn to his bowls as he began searching for a particular mint. My Aunt stood outside of the house, arms clasped behind her back as she teased Jayme about something which he laughed to before bending low to paint her a kiss on the cheek and there was a flitting the gleam of happiness in her eyes somethin