Agents Of Shield Lance Hunter 소설 & 이야기

I can tell she’s trying to divert the conversation. “Raptor took a sharp elbow jab to the jaw from Stellan. I think I heard his jaw crack,” Hijack says. “It did,” Hacker says. “That’s how Stellan was able to lunge at Lila.” “Who were the other two guarding Stellan?” Zach asks. “Intrigue and Venom. I’m sure Raptor is going to rip them a new one for letting Stellan get past them.” “He didn’t get very far,” Chase says. “He got close enough that Landon punched him. Their job is to make sure that doesn’t happen. They’re the Alpha Squad for a reason,” Hacker says.

One of his men soon walked into the tent and reported, "She still isn't saying anything." "I'll talk to her myself." Lance replied, slipped his phone into his pocket and walked out of the tent. He headed towards the tent next to his. Three of his men were already inside, keeping watch on their prisoner. "Leave us alone." The three men immediately got up and exited the tenth, while the one who reported to him remained standing behind him. "You too, Larry." "No disrespect, sir, she may be tied up and looks exhausted, but don't forget she's a werewolf. A werewolf with super healing strength." Larry subtly refused.

" He met my eyes directly holding my gaze. "Like us. Like what we do. Like what we were brought back for. We're hunters. She's a shield. Different purposes, different powers but same source." Before I could process that, before I could even begin to understand the implications, the ballroom chaos escalated dramatically. One of the tactical team members was fighting hand-to-hand with a Lancaster security guard brutally, efficiently and violently. The guard was losing badly, he was outmatched and outskilled. Within five seconds he was on the ground not moving either unconscious or dead with blood pooling beneath him.

"Well, that ends now. I’m your shield and your friend. Consider us a pack of two." It didn't take long for Victoria Pierce to notice the new shadow in Brooke’s life. She ordered a full background check on 'Laney Garcia.' "Laney Garcia?" Victoria whispered, scanning the encrypted file. Her eyes widened. Victoria wasn't a fool; she recognized the signs of a professional. The scars on Laney’s shins and the way she scanned a room weren't the traits of a secretary. She was a combatant. The report confirmed her fears: Laney was a legendary freelance guardian, a wolf who had protected some of the most targeted figures in the Shifter territories. She was also the ghost who had pulled Brooke from the

Chloe stepped back two paces, letting out a scream of pure horror at the sight of the mystical shield. “No… your core was supposed to be blocked! Hunter said you had no power!” she shouted, her hands shaking. “Hunter never knew what I was worth, and you knew even less,” I said, taking one firm step forward, letting the light of my wolf illuminate the entire corridor. Behind me, a violent crash announced that Lawrence had just crushed the last executioner against the stone wall. The King Lycan turned slowly, breathing heavily, his torso splattered with enemy blood and his eyes completely silver as he fixed his gaze on us. Hunter, seeing himself completely alone and disarmed, began to retreat

Asher arrived shortly after them, making me think the Golden Wolf soldiers that arrived first had mind-linked him. “What the hell happened here?” Asher asked as he knelt beside Lance on the floor. He tried lighting him from the floor so he put his hand under Lance's head but removed it and raised it up with the look of horror in his eyes. When he finally raised his hand so I could see, I stumbled when I saw blood on his hands. “I killed him,” I said then stumbled away from there. I opened the bathroom door, went in with eyes blinded with tears, and made sure I closed the door before I sat with a thud on the floor.

He didn’t hesitate. “Get away from her,” he roared. Lance lifted his hands slowly. “Adam—” “Shut up,” Adam snapped. He moved between us, shielding me with his body. I lowered my gun, sobbing. Adam’s voice was pure venom. “You son of a bitch,” he hissed at Lance. “You think you can talk her into joining you? Into running? You think I don’t see what this is?” Lance’s face hardened. “She doesn’t belong here, Adam. She’s not a killer.”

I was on the verge of tears as I pleaded, feeling Ate Raine comfortingly rub my shoulder. Lieutenant Trinidad looked at me gently and placed a reassuring hand on my head. "I will help you, Raegan. We will find a way to save and protect your friend, okay? I will get another officer to assist me with her situation. Don't worry, he is my best friend and completely trustworthy. We will make sure this reaches higher authorities," he promised. Relieved, I broke down in tears again, thanking him repeatedly.

I spit bitterly. “Well, since the Crown Prince is his adopted father, it will be absolutely no problem for me to find him the best instructor possible,” Gamma Everly assures me. “Actually, I think I already know the perfect man for the job: a new recruit, but exceptionally skilled. He was one of the strongest warriors in his home pack, and even trained the young pack members before moving here. He’s been a standout warrior since his initiation. His name is Lance Silvers.” “He sounds perfect!” I beam, but hesitate a moment later. “I–I’m sure you know Jason has had some… trouble with the soldiers and violence before. I’d hate for anything to go awry. Would it be possible for me to meet Warrior

She was recently promoted to the detective rank, a news which made her father very proud. “We hardly celebrated your promotion so the drinks are on me tonight!” Amy declares. “And we’ll check out all the hot guys too, alright? Who knows, one of them might just sweep you off your feet!” “Uh huh and he’ll run off once he sees my gun.” “If you’re lucky you might just get to see his *gun*-” “Amy!” Both the girls start to giggle loudly as they reach the club. The bouncers check their IDs and let them in. As soon as she enters the club, Jessica is frozen to her spot.