Novel & Cerita Amina Tyrone

*Arianna's POV* "Tell me your full name right now." He ordered. I shook my head, tears were streaming down my cheeks, I didn't want to tell him my name. "Say it!" He commanded and this time, he used his power as an Alpha and I couldn't resist, I found myself telling him my name against my own will. "Arianna Sinclair." I said with a broken heart. "I Carter Derulo reject you Arianna Sinclair as my mate and from this day forth, I want nothing to do with you!" Carter spat, the hate and rage visible in his eyes, the look he gave me was that of disgust and it shattered my heart completely.

*Violet POV* I had one chance to prove myself I had heard the stories of my father, Alpha Banshul, since I was a pup. He was the leader of the Blue Fire pack, the most powerful pack in the forest of Futi. My father had achieved many great feats and I was proud to be his daughter, determined to follow in his footsteps. I wanted to show him what I was capable of, to prove myself. I had one chance to make my mark and I was going to take it.

Tyron was a large guy, almost as big as me and Kellen, just a little leaner, stocky with short tight curls, dark brown skin, and big brown eyes. We hadn’t seen Tyron for almost two years as the three of us were away from the Alpha Academy, but when we came back it had been like we had never been away, Tyron falling back into our friendship like a day had never gone by. Out of us three boys, I would have to say Tyron is the most caring, the most empathetic out of us.

Tyrone looked at her useless wife and then at the omega whom he had bastards with. There were three bastards and his wife… his mate had been hitting him, screaming at him. Their legitimate son was somewhat in a dungeon. They don’t know where but Tyrone has been tracking Sandro who knows a lot about them.

This is hard for him, being lied to and not resorting to the violence he has been famed for these past five years. "He hurt me." The words stick in my throat like glue but I force them out. "My name is Scarlett Tyson. My mate and husband is Hunter Tyson, Alpha of the Nightshade pack." Alpha Roman of the Ironclaw pack frowns and leans on his table with his hands behind his back. I don't want to believe he doesn't know what that does to his figure. His black shirt stretches taut over his body and I can clearly see the outline of the powerful body he's keeping underneath there.

With that said, Philip continued to close his eyes, not paying attention to the foreigner in front of him at all! “Damn it, you’re quite arrogant, huh? I have the final say on who cleans the toilet, not you!” The foreigner’s eyes were full of anger and mockery. He pointed at the pit and shouted coldly, “I’m ordering you to clean it up now! Otherwise, I’ll shove your head into the urinal, you son of a b*tch!” This petite man was called Tyrone, an assassin from Country T who infiltrated into this country. He specialized in intelligence transmission activities. He was caught by local authorities a few years ago and had been detained here since.

“None of your business, Tyron. You’re late. I told you an hour ago, and you show up now? I don’t tolerate incompetence.” His face hardened, and he grabbed my chin, his grip tight. “I’m only here ‘cause I want to, Tasha. You think your little money got me out here to bomb this place? I’m in it for the fun, not you. Watch your tongue.” He let go, pushing me slightly. I glared, my heart pounding, but I stayed quiet. He ordered his men to plant the bombs around the house, and I watched, my lips curling. Tyron was arrogant, but he was perfect for this. His father was a mafia boss, locked up awaiting trial for worldwide crimes, leaving Tyron to survive on drugs, robbery, and kidnapping. I’d known

"I think Tyrone sent one of his men to try and kill me." No! ^^^^

Taelin- During the span of three days, I barely ventured outside of my quarters. It wasn’t because I felt infected, but I hadn’t wanted to go out. Food was brought to me three times a day and I was under surveillance by Alpha Ryker. Instead of wasting my time away, I focused on learning everything I could about the people here and whatever else the folders I had contained about this place. There were only a few members that had any details about them. First, there was Julian Drake, the beta of the pack. He also had a twin brother named Ryan. They were both strong and very skilled snipers. Of course, I would need to see that for myself, since I was also rather skilled, not to brag or anything

The butterflies in his stomach were just a reminder of why had married her in the first place; Aislyn was his perfect angel. Aaron became quite good at living in denial. One day, walking into town, he passed a mourning party, carrying a tiny coffin to a grave. He didn’t have to ask how the child had died. He knew in his heart it had been yet another Vampire attack. He still refused to admit it was potentially his own wife who had claimed this wee babe.