Novel & Cerita After Hardin

"And why do you think I am going to let you go back to that place, your life is in danger there." Selena suddenly felt sad, he was right that the place she lived in was dangerous and those people are quite familiar with her now, there was no way this last attack would be her last, luckily she is still alive, all thanks to Howard. She admired him, even more, she wished to have a conversation with him concerning their breakup but she wasn't going to do that.

Sex drive is uncontrollable and once I start I cannot stop and I fear I'll hurt her. I don't want to hurt her. "Xavier?" I snap out of my thoughts and realize I spaced out in a meeting with Xander. I met Xander's questioning look. "What?" I ask grumpily. "I said; we have a new batch of human prisoners with death sentences. You want to extract their blood for the blood bloodbank or do you gave other plans?" He asked. "How many are they?" "Bout fifty from different states." He tells me. I slowly nod. "I'll need ten of them have someone tie them up in the woods. the rest just drain them." I order and he nods getting on his feets and exiting the room. Leaving me alone in my study with my thought

The person lying in that urn was the former Aaron Hutchinson, who had once been humble, cowardly, and drained of the last drop of blood by his original family. I saw Vivian Harkins. She had lost a lot of weight. Her black coat hung loosely on her. She let the cold rain soak her entire body, her hair plastered messily to her forehead. She stared fixedly at the photo on the headstone. That photo was from my senior year. I had a foolish smile and eyes full of hope for the future. "Dr. Harkins, our condolences." A few former colleagues gave her perfunctory pats on the shoulder. As they turned to leave, they whispered among themselves.

“But I’m really proud of you — how you stood up to them during that interview, how you told them the truth. I was so happy seeing you fiercely face them. I wanted so badly to come near you after you left them, but I realized… maybe you didn’t want to see me. So I stepped back and just silently celebrated for you. I’m so proud of you, baby. You are so strong.” I cried again, and I couldn’t stop myself. I hugged him tightly, burying my face in his chest, now sitting in front of him as well, crying hard while holding him. He hugged me back, caressing my hair, whispering how happy he was for me. “God, baby… I’m sorry.” I didn’t say anything. I just let myself cry, and him… him telling his side o

And in that moment the door clicked shut behind Adriana and Tessa, his face crumpled, followed by a soft, broken sniffle from him. Eros, who had been leaning against the doorway the entire time, now walked into the room. He crouched down next to Hardin’s bed, and watched him curl up beneath the blanket like he was trying to disappear. “Hey,” He said, his voice gentle. “Don’t cry, champ. You’ll still get to see her. You’re all under one roof. You’re not losing her.” He assured, but Hardin didn’t lift his head. “I didn’t mean to hurt her, Dad,” Hardin whispered, his little body trembling as fresh tears slipped onto his pillow.

After the show, there were loud applauses in the next room, and I am looking forward to seeing my brother's expression when he meets the retriever he hired to steal from me. =======================

I looked at him and sighed wearily. I closed the door behind him, shutting out the wind and rain. "Go home, Victor." My voice was soft but firm. "There's no going back for us," I continued. "Because you killed the Vivienne who gave everything for you, and whose whole world was only you." There was agony in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, I cut him off again. "I already have a new life, and we don't belong in the same world anymore. I don't even hate you now.

POV: Hardin I wiped the perspiration from my brow and moved closer to the Silver Claw pack boundary. I was sweating, but not because of the intense heat. The future of our pack could be made or broken by this meeting. "Remember," I whispered to myself, "to be powerful without being menacing." amiable but not feeble. "As I got closer, the border guards became more tense. I held up my hands to signal that I was okay. "I'm Hardin, hailing from the Purple Moon pack," I exclaimed. "I'm here to speak with Alpha Marcus. "The guards glanced at each other. At last, one gave a nod. "Follow me."

' He wonders, his voice low, calm. 'The wedding.' I say. Personally I don't have much to say about the wedding, it wasn't a happy moment like it's supposed to be. We didn't smile and cry, we didn't have romance or a beautiful connection that made the wedding special to us. It was just...a wedding, you know? 'Hardin, where are your parents?' I ask quietly. 'Idaho.' He says, giving no other detail. Does that mean they're alive? Why don't they call? Did things get bad between Hardin and his family? Do they blame him for his siblings deaths?

Offering solutions. All for me. I still couldn’t believe it. He did this. He arranged this meeting. He brought them all together. I’d never seen this side of him before. The version of Hardin who didn’t just say he cared—but showed it. And damn it, it messed with my heart more than I was willing to admit. Hardin shifted in his seat, "With all the strong evidence we've gathered, they’ll have no choice but to pull away," he said. "It won’t be easy—especially with government ties involved—but that shouldn’t stop us from fighting for what’s right."