Spencer Reid Derek Morgan Novels & Stories

Derek bowed and walked out. I didn’t count on him finding out much. He wasn’t Simon. My former Beta had an eye for details that everyone else missed. He paid attention and knew how to stay in the shadows, unnoticed. Derek… wasn’t that. He was one of my best soldiers, but not a match for my old friend. The same way Morgan wasn’t a match for Jenn. No matter how much I’d tried to convince myself she was.

He knew how to turn hinges. He found who he was looking for on the balcony: Spencer Wren, one of the last old-guard investors in Sinclair’s original entertainment division. A man who’d stayed quiet during the Veronica fallout, watching the tide. “Evening,” Morgan said easily. Spencer turned, eyes narrowing. “Didn’t think I’d see you in a place like this.” Morgan smiled, patient and wolfish. “Places and people change. Sinclair’s heading for an identity crisis. I just want to help stabilize it.”

Derek Morgan sat in one of his private bars, swirling the last of his whiskey as he stared at the amber liquid instead of drinking it. He was the CEO of Morganton Empire. “What’s my next schedule for tonight?” he asked without looking up at his personal assistant, Steve. “Gala, sir,” Steve replied. “And… one hour left.” Derek’s jaw tightened. He hated galas; the lights, the noise, the fake smiles. With a sharp exhale, he snapped his fingers for Steve to continue.

“I came to surprise Xavier, but it seems I’m the one surprised.” I blinked, still catching my breath. Derek, Xavier’s best friend and the company's managing director, had vanished for months after his father’s passing. U wasn't expecting to see him anytime soon, much less now. He stepped forward with a grin as he offered me his hand. “Morgana.” He said with exaggerated cheer. “Have you been treated nicely so far?” I nodded mutely, still recovering. “Good,” He beamed. Then he clapped Xavier’s shoulder. “I’ll be waiting in your office, boss man. Try not to get too... distracted.”

Morgan was placed on an oak table, the one at which holidays and meetings had previously been celebrated. The pack gathered around and stared at Reed in silent question. Such strong werewolves, but without their leader, they looked like blind puppies. They need someone to take responsibility. "Trent did it," Reid said. Standing behind everyone, I felt rather than saw their dumbfounded faces, - He gathered the renegades, with the help of Fred, lured ... Morgan, - the name of his uncle was not easy for him, his voice trembled, but he gathered himself and continued firmly, - Only he could inject him a tranquilizer from the back.

Morgan also arrived at the hotel with her mother. On the way, Amanda informed her daughter about the people who would be present tonight. When she mentioned Jim Schuman from Regal Corporation, Morgan asked, "Will Derek be there, too?" Amanda said, "I'm not sure. What's the matter?" "He was pursuing me some time ago, but I rejected him. Later, he bothered me for a few days and then disappeared. If he's here tonight, it would be awkward for us to meet," Morgan explained. Surprised by this revelation, Amanda asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Is that Kash guy the reason why Spencer drowned himself in the alcohol? I bet this Kash guy was really special to Spencer. I wonder what he does to Spencer to make him like this? Not to mention the things I did to him. He must have really hurt him. I have only known Kash in my entire life. His name is Kashton. He is not a friend but he’s my brother. I just hope that Spencer didn’t date Kashton Reid. “Don’t leave me,” I heard Spencer whisper in my ear and I didn’t bother to remove myself from him. I just laid down beside him for him to calm down.

I relaxed my face a little, I wouldn’t want to jump to conclusions and have Derek think we had some beef going on. “Are you sure?” Caleb asked Morgan and Morgan just nodded. “I don’t have a partner, and you also can’t kill me,” Morgan declared, “I have the second half of the moonstone,” he added and the whole crowd gasped, while Caleb’s eyes grew wide, and I also didn’t miss the angry look that crept on Derek’s face immediately Morgan made the announcements, in fact, he looked so pissed at Morgan he could pounce and rip him off right there if no one wasn’t looking.

the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.