Vince Champ Novels & Stories

"Ivy Blake." The voice came from behind me, deep and commanding with an accent I couldn't place. I turned around and found myself looking at a man who radiated authority even in casual clothes. He was maybe six feet tall with dark hair that had silver at the temples and gray eyes that seemed to see everything. "You the owner?" I asked. "I'm Cain Volkov. I run operations here for the club. Betty says you're looking for work." Cain Volkov. I knew that name from police files. President of the Steel Vultures MC, suspected in multiple murders and drug trafficking operations but never convicted of anything. The man who might have ordered Tommy's death.

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

I let out subconsciously. My eyes lit up as the face of Jimmy, the scout, caught my attention. He happened to be one of the reasons I wanted to be Alpha. His smile gave me courage, and his determination made me want to work more. His wolf was cursed from the moment he was born, which made him unable to pass the promotional spars, which left him as a scout. He couldn't hold a sword; his curse wouldn’t let him. There was also no form of scar on his hand to show that he was the one who attacked me that night. The assassin knew the art of Tai, but he could barely tie a knot. What was Kyle getting on?

Beside him stood Standfast, a bit shorter but no less imposing, with a sneer playing on his lips. Standfast, around nineteen, had a more rugged demeanor compared to Phillip. His face, while not conventionally handsome, bore the marks of someone who had seen their fair share of trouble. He had a solid build, indicating a readiness for action rather than words. His eyes held a steely intensity, hinting at a volatile temperament kept in check only by Phillip's presence.

16 years ago An ordinary brunch? Darren believed it was more like a business meeting between two of Pack Kyne's most respected families, his family and Genevieve's. Who didn't know the Genevieve family? The family belonged to the military leader of Pack Kyne who was none other than Frank Genevieve. And at this meetup, Frank only brought his two daughters, Diana Genevieve and Annabelle Genevieve.

"Frank Lawrence, I am telling you this as Vicky's mother, and I have thought long and hard about this." "Really? Why don't you walk me through your thought process?" Frank asked bluntly. "That's enough!" The black-clad man on the main seat bellowed. "I didn't come for your nonsense!" Turning toward Frank with a look of contempt, he growled, "So you're Frank Lawrence?" "Yes," Frank replied, studying the man in turn. "And you are?" His abundant vigor and strong physique made it obvious that he was a martial elite. "Wilf Chandler—butler of the Chandler household," Neil announced.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Victor added. ****

Victor rolled on the floor, screaming, "Mr. Goldman, stop! Aargh! What's happening?! I'm Victor Blanc! My father's Lawrence Blanc! W-We just became partners with you! Blanc Inc., remember?!" He gasped, coughing up blood. "Aren't you… here for me?!" Goddamn it. He had been beaten twice in a row today.