Al-an Subnautica 소설 & 이야기

He'd been ready to be Alpha since he was just a pup. He'd trained hard and had listened to (almost) every piece of advice his father had given him over the years while he'd groomed him to become Alpha. He and his wolf were born to lead, there was nothing else that they wanted. Derulo would be his Beta, he would mate with the daughter of the Alpha of the Eastern pack, and everything would fall into place. Sure, he would never get the love that Derulo had with Manda, but his father had made an agreement to mate his oldest son with the oldest daughter of the fellow Alpha to form a stronger alliance than friendship. Samantha was a nice enough girl, even though she was only seventeen, which

I quickly followed behind in order to avert any impending war. "Yes, it is a mate mark, and what about it?" Her mate replied, moving Jessica to her back. Richard, calm down. I said through the mind link. But it was like pouring water on a stone. He got closer to them and snatched her away, dragging her towards him. He forcefully removed the hand she was using to cover her neck, revealing what was there. There was no doubt; it was a freshly made mark, and the outline of the teeth was still there. The initials A.L. were boldly written in cursive.

I told her I would help with that as well. It finally felt like our lives were moving forward on a positive note. Alpha Wyatt had returned the females and their pups to their packs. The ones who wanted to stay, he'd granted them asylum. The pup smuggling business has been shut down for good. The new Alpha of Core Moon Rising, Alpha Carl, is working with them on tracking down the pups who were sold and the buyers as well.

Sebastian slurred and then clicked his tongue. "Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubbles but I do not enjoy working," Alice remarked, glatkng up at him through her long lashes. Alice closed her eyes, expecting him to hit her once again but after a minute of closing her eyes, she felt nothing but a touch on her eyelashes. Alice's eyes immediately flew open and she was shocked by the intensity of the gaze before her. His orbs were a deep shade of brown that almost looked black. They were bright but there was something about those orbs that made Alice want to bring him into her arms and hug him tightly. Seeing where her train of thoughts was heading to, Alice was shocked as she immediately tried r

WORLD LOADED: ABYSSAL STATION THALASSA BIOSPHERE: SUBSURFACE OCEAN, DEEP TRENCH PRIMARY OBJECTIVE: RESTORE POWER TO CENTRAL HUB SECONDARY OBJECTIVE: DEEPEN ROMANTIC SYNCHRONIZATION HAZARD LEVEL: LETHAL (PRESSURE, TOXICITY, FAUNA) WARNING: OXYGEN LIMITED A panicked gasp tore from her throat, but no sound came out. Bubbles streamed past her face. She was deep underwater, wearing a form-fitting, resilient suit with a glowing hud on the wrist. An oxygen counter ticked down in the corner of her vision: 02: 45:00.

“Adrian, you disgust me.” He tilted his head, ran his tongue over the inside of his stinging cheek, and looked at me with cold eyes. “Cool off,” he said. “I won’t be coming home for a few days.” As I watched his back as he walked away, I let out a laugh. Right then, my phone buzzed. I glanced down at the message I’d been waiting on: “Luna, as requested, your diving gear and private sub are ready. We can depart for the Mariana Trench at any time.”

He carried me inside, the interior bathed in a dim, violet-hued light that felt like home and a prison all at once. The living quarters were cramped, lined with the same lead shielding as the bunker core. Nevan set me down on a reclining chair in the center of the control room. He immediately began flicking switches, his fingers moving with a speed that the human eye could barely track. The engines hummed to life—a deep, subsonic thrum that resonated in my very marrow. "We are submerging," he announced. "Current depth: sixty meters. Target depth: four hundred."

"Yeah, yeah. I know, boss. I'm just complaining. Let's go shoot some aliens." They walked into the server room. The ambient blue light of the pods pulsed like a slow heartbeat. Ren climbed into his gel-seat, letting the cold fluid contour to his spine. He pulled the Aegis-Pro helmet down over his face, the pressurized seals locking him into the dark. "Squad Zero, link up." [INITIATING FULL-DIVE NEURAL SYNC...] [TARGET ZONE: SECTOR 4-DELTA (SCOURGE BIO-HUB)] [WARNING: HOSTILE POPULATION DENSE.]

I was impressed when Nalu could still see where we were going. Along the way, I had to block a few lasers and blows with my spear. But those were only the attacks from the Atlanteans. The sea monsters never bothered us, and I guess that it’s because Nalu is the future heir to the throne for sea monsters. We got to the seafloor quicker than when I was with Byron. But there was something more on here that concerned me. The massive hole at the bottom of the seafloor looked like a huge drilling machine was used.