A Warrior Exiled By The Hero And His Lover นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Aranjo put on his ears and after a calm state, Aranjo opened the window curtain of the stretcher. However, before he had time to open the curtain, the large curtain that was in front of him was roughly opened. A soldier in a suit of armor full of blood stared at him. The Warrior was not from the Danzou Kingdom, so Aranjo retreated his body. That means they were defeated by the enemy. The soldier looked at him with such passion that even the soldier seemed to swallow. Aranjo knows clearly the beauty and the beauty of his body that makes every eye stare in awe of him.

He felt his heart break when the guards had come to inform him that Alexander was down. “I am trying my best, but if his body does not fight this....the poison was too strong. We do not even have that poison in this land again. No other warrior had this poison.” The woman spoke in Arabic as she cleaned the sweat from his skin with a cold rag. She placed more heavy covers on him to keep his warm too. “My King, I am trying to say that this is not a mistake.” The healer began when it was only the three of them left in the hut.

They are leeches that suck faith and trust out of us. I feel sorry for Aroha and her people. They are being deceived by their future leader. It's horrifying what he will do once he becomes their head. Girls won't be safe under his rule. I hope Vinci will finish him and if not I will do the honors. I looked at Aroha. She looks devastated. Good she ran away from her marriage to that traitor. I placed my hand on her shoulder to show her support. We will always have her back, she is family now.

The split soul. The softened half. And yet she had managed to survive everything meant to erase her. No matter. All stories came to their final chapter. Mine would not end in exile. By dusk, we reached the forested borderlands that marked the outer limits of Citadel territory. I raised a hand, and the army stilled instantly. Rogues. Exiles. Mercenaries. Creatures cast aside by every structured pack and kingdom. They followed me because I did not pretend to be righteous. I promised them conquest.

THIRD PERSON... Humiliated by what that female had done and feeling even more embarrassed when he realised that it was Luna Yasmine, Alpha Zachariah's mate, he had challenged and lost against. Now, not wanting to do the punishment and be seen as low as the females, the warrior thinking he could do better and earn himself a reward, snuck out of the camp heading for the castle. King Malik stood quickly from where he sat behind his desk as his personal guards walked in and threw what looked to be a skinny, beaten warrior at his feet. He looks at his guards and says,

"I don't see what all this kerfuffle is about. Banish Aurora and be done with it." Banish? I gape at her, gobsmacked. Exile is bad enough, but banishment is something else entirely. As an exile, there’s a chance I could find another pack, but total banishment means I could never set foot in any Werewolf lands ever again. She shoots me, then the prince, looks of disdain. "She's the Lycan's mate now, and a traitor to all Werewolves. I don't know why you're insisting she has to stay. Anyone caught conspiring with the enemy is to be banished, right?"

I pointed at a group of men in the soldiers and ordered them to stay with my horse while I went with the rest. We walked some distance to a deserted place with few houses. I had that feeling that Marsai was here somewhere. My blood in her gave me that direction. We continued walking until I stopped at a place close to the woods. I slashed the tree in front of me and I saw a man with Marsai. He had scars all over his body and I needed no angel to tell me that he was once a pack warrior. It was obvious the reason that my warriors couldn't find them was because the exiled warrior concealed himself well in the woods to avoid getting killed by other powerful rogues.

The mate bond was so strong that she could willingly sacrifice all of her life for that one man that didn’t even give her his whole heart. And even on her deathbed, my mother had made me promise not to hate my father. Because of this, I had always had a longing for my own mate. That experience made me want the mate bond even more. Besides, I only had two choices, the Moon Goddess’s choice or the Queen dowager's choice, and from the moment I had laid my eyes on Zira, I had known it was going to be her. The moon goddess’s choice was just perfect, and god dammit that, I was going to let anyone separate us.

Others just shook their heads and walked away, their shoulders slumped and their eyes sad. The fury in Leo’s eyes was murderous. “Don’t come back! You are not welcome here anymore. You worthless traitors!” One of the warriors fell on his knees and started begging Leo. “Please, Alpha Leo, don’t do this to me. This job is the only thing I have. I have no family or friends to return home to. I have been loyal to you, and I never rebelled against you. Please don’t fire me.” He clasped his hands together and looked up at Leo with tears in his eyes, his voice cracking and his body trembling. Nora felt sorry for the warrior and turned to look at Leo.