The Malevolent Tribrid のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

  ".....but why do we need grains,we already have all the poisons." Greece stated confusingly as he watched Nicodemus smile wholeheartedly across the thick trees ahead of them."You must be quite young that you know not." Nicodemus smirked while his Gamma shook the back of his black hair nervously."I am just 26!,Alpha!" Greece stuttered already feeling embarrassed. He knew his Alpha would have thought him more older considering his ranking and maturity. His theory were further confirmed when he saw the look of surprise and admiration drawn on his Alpha's face.Although he was surprised, Nicodemus admiration for his Gamma grew. He enjoyed the fact his Gamma was just as young as he his yet has achieved so much!."I am not surprised though" He lied with a perfect face but Greece whispered under his breath,certain he was lying."Anyways....grains are a taboo for fairies. No matter how strong they a

 One could start with the burning fire that glowed brightly amidst the nights,the jubilant voices of the centurion Pack,the large flow of spoils or rather,the cold air that toured the outskirts of the highlands. There he was standing close by with Alpha Rai's head still hung on it's stake and his hands crossed behind his back. Cold air escaped his mouth as a little opening formed between his lips.  "What do you want,Dragon lord?" Nicodemus voiced huskily when Draxler stood by his side. Silence dwelled between the two for a while. "Until the war ended,I never really understood what you were fighting for. So it was revenge after all,to avenge your innocent parents." The old man glanced at Nicodemus. "Why didn't you kill me then? But rather chose to use my help."&

 1514 "Is that all you've got?. Push harder Stephen!" Greece growled awaiting the vampire's next move as they both engaged in a sparring session. "No matter how hard I try you know I can't beat you" Stephen responded in between his ceaseless panting causing Greece's face to morph into a smile. "That is why you shouldn't give up!,believe in defeating the impossible!!" Greece's optimistic point of view began to irk Stephen's ears that he launched at the Gamma with all the strength he could muster but Greece simply dodged his attacks smashing his back with his wooden sword. Stephen lost control of his stance and sword inadvertently crashing into one of the trees. "Greece Deucalion!!...." One could decipher the yelling tone of Nicodemus as he thumped

 "What are you doing Nicodemus?" Draxler pitched but the Tribrid wouldn't listen,instead he cut his palm with his canine before placing his blood into Arthur's mouth. "I'm giving him my blood" Nicodemus pronounced with a weakened tone. His love for the Middleton overshadowed his thinking;he knew he didn't give Arthur the benefit of choice but he didn't want to lose him either!.  "B-But by giving him your blood he'll become a Vampire!." Draxler emphasized. He could easily tell the pain Nicodemus experienced from all this innocent lives sprayed across his grounds. "Are you sure about this decision you're taking?. I know how much you love this boy,but does he really want this,Vampirism?."  "I don't know!" He looked into the old man's eyes. "But all I know is that he doesn't deserve death,such grue

 "What is the definition of a good man?" Nicodemus asked rhetorically. He stood upfront on his Gamma's Cemetery. One could observe the large crowd that formed in the Silvery-Claw Centurion Pack woods of their dead. His mate Ria,Draxler,Sabrina,Arthur were the next in line behind Nicodemus with their face burdened with the sorrows of a mate,friend, warrior and a writer. The current Alpha of the pack,Alpha Morris,was the next in line before other members followed suit. Ria's sobbing were heard the most no matter how many people comforted her. The pain she experienced was beyond consoling. It hurt Nicodemus more;his agony was nothing compared to hers. The pain of loosing one's mate. The feeling of regret continually taunted him!. If only,if only he had persisted on making Greece stay.  "Greece Deucalion" Nicodemus continued. His gaze remained fixed on the cremated ground with his eyelids figh