Abby Vs Kira 소설 & 이야기

he says. Wren is fast asleep on the couch and Vic is fighting to stay awake. Scott... Well he hasn't moved much, or said much either. I sigh. Why did someone do that to Kyrah? And who– "Sabrina," I hiss. "What?" Kye asks then I stand up from where I was kneeling next to Axel and Red. "Sabrina, she's the only one insane enough to do such a thing–" "Whoah! Slow down, are you sure?" Kye asks.

Soon the door slaps open and Kiara comes in, she pales and I notice a red hand on her face. "Kiara, who hit you?" I asked as she waved both me and Onyx's first question. Onyx wanted to ask again, when our phone beeps, showing us a new update. It was a video of Maya and Kiara talking. Kiara had hugged Maya, which resulted in her being pushed away and slapped. The caption read, "will the second prince and his new wife be safe from the bullies,". I nearly smiled at the advantage of this but had to stop myself, frown at the message. "Kiara honey, come here," I called.

Number Seven screamed. Kira threw the severed arm aside and grabbed Number Seven by the throat. Just like she'd done to Zara. Just like she was about to do to all of us. "You can't absorb what you can't kill," Kira said calmly. She drove her fist through Number Seven's chest, pulled out the heart, and crushed it. Number Seven collapsed, twitching. Dying. Kira turned to face Numbers Nine and Twelve, not even breathing hard. Black blood dripped from her hands.

"I'm not telling you this to brag. I'm telling you to show how simple it would be for me to destroy you if you ever think of hurting Ava again." Kyra's horror was etched plainly across her face as Abhi leaned back, the tension crackling in the air. "Hey, Abhi, when did you get here?" Virin's cheerful voice broke the heavy silence as he walked in. Abhi turned to him briefly, gesturing toward Kyra. "He's the only reason you're getting away with just words," he said, his tone sharp before glancing back at her. "Change that expression," he muttered, his lips curling into a mocking smile as he turned and left. ~~~***~~~

"You proved that change is possible, that tradition and progress can coexist." "We did it," Kyra corrected. "This was never just about me." But as the celebration wound down and Kyra finally got to put Luna to bed, she couldn't shake the feeling that Dorian wasn't done yet. He'd lost two major battles, but wolves like him didn't surrender easily. "You're worried," Ryker said, reading her expression. "Dorian's going to retaliate," Kyra said. "I don't know how or when, but he's not the type to accept defeat gracefully."

Kiara said calmly, stepping forward. Annie shifted to the back, disgust written all over her face, “I’m not sure if you know who you’re messing with, Kiara,” She warned, her voice low and dangerous, “Do not cross me, you won’t like it.” “I don’t understand what you’re getting all worked up about Annie, I-” Before she could utter another word, Annie raised a hand and connected it to Kiara’s cheek with a loud, resounding slap. Shocked, Kiara stumbled backward, holding her cheek with a hand. It hurt, and the pain went through every fiber of her nerves in her body.