Novel & Cerita Ana Robinson

Why am I looking at him like this? "I wanted to talk to you," he says smoothly, tilting his head ever so slightly. Adrian suddenly steps forward, grabbing my arm gently in his hand. He is the complete opposite of me in this situation; calm, professional. My bet is that I am probably still bright red. I mean, I can't even get my hands to stop quivering by my side. "She has a private office," Adrian tells him, stepping up to his role of assistant at the one time I don't appreciate. All I want to do is tell Alpha Grayson to leave, so I don't have to face this current embarrassment.

THE BROWN'S MANSION Mrs. Audrey Brown, Rubin's mother was at the hall, her head buried in a magazine with Annabella, his 8years old sister watching Frozen– her favorite Disney film when Rubin barged in. Their attention was deftly drawn to the door with the rate in which the door was shut closed as if to pull the whole mansion down. A sheepish grin dazzled on his lips at the fixed eyes that met his. Annabel chuckled and giggled at the sight of her brother. She sprung to her feet and sped towards him ,"Ru–bin....", she shouted–giggling and hugged him.

The butler immediately waved for the bodyguards to take action. Seeing the bodyguards approaching her, Monica retreated, as if she were being forced to her wits end. Finally, she lost her mind, ceasing to care about anything anymore. She yelled, "The Robinson family has long been tarnished! Xavier Robinson, your mother won all those years ago because she used Tara Miller's designs too!"

The person who disturbed her also flinched, surprised by Raven’s sudden reaction. “You always pop out of nowhere,” Raven spoke as she took in deep controlled breaths. Robin smiled at Raven’s words. “You are just always deep in your thoughts which is why you don’t know what happens around you.” Robin is one of the omegas assigned to help with the renovation project and the first person that Raven has become close with in the packhouse aside from the Alpha and Luna which explains why she is not being formal around her. Robin has an interesting attitude. She’s kinda shameless who doesn’t care about what people will think about heras long as she gets to be herself.

“Ruby Vermillion is a nineteen-year-old woman raised in the Northerneast mountains. She is believed to be working for the King of Hezel to neutralize us with our plans to expand our territory.” I smirk. Interesting. “And? Ah, yes, by the way. Is she somehow involved by a man named Robyn?” “Yes, correct. She seems to be affiliated with Robyn Winchester. The Hooded Archer in Green of Hezel.” Now, that makes her even more interesting. Robyn Winchester. A sharpshooter. Tenacious with his bow and arrow. One-shot, one kill. A man who formulated a quick poison to immobilize us, Weres. I still remember the day when I crossed paths with him. So that’s why Ruby’s attacks seemed familiar.

'' asked Christina. '' Sorry about it. So let me ask you. How much were you shocked when you learned that Robin is married ?'' asked Noir with a serious face observing her expression. Robin choked on his drink. '' What's up with this question Noir? This is normal for everyone. I did that out of obligation towards the grandma of Lucy. She was a kind woman who came to meet me when I was in the orphanage. I loved her,'' Robin says, his expressions had changed a little.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly so I can walk over calmly and not like the crazy b*tch who wants to rip this girl’s fake ass hair extensions out, that I am on the inside. “Oh! This is perfect!” In my blind fury I didn’t even know who I was walking by and someone grabbed my arm. I swipe it free, I’m sure looking murderous. She puts her hands up in surrender. “I didn’t mean to startle you Miss Kennedy. I am Robin, the house manager.”

She said it would ruin her progress in training. She even met a new guy today, Robby. He works at the bakery and also teaches music at the primary school. He was handsome…not as handsome as Azraiel of course, but handsome in a cute chocolate boy kind of way. He has dark sandy blonde hair and swoon worthy blue eyes...and most importantly, he didn’t make a face when he spotted her drooling over the chocolate truffle pastries.

She was so close, she couldn’t chicken out now. They entered the library. Robin lay on the white couch, wearing black leggings under a knitted black tunic with scooped neck. The tall, blonde, model-looking woman hugged a pink teddy bear, with a box of tissues next to her. Sitting on the nearby coffee table was a box of milk chocolates. Robin had always bragged that her chocolates were imported from Switzerland, which was why she never shared. Brooke rolled her eyes at her cousin’s pathetic display. Too bad Robin wasn’t an actress. She’d receive an Academy Award for her acting this time.

And I’m suddenly overcome with the burning need to wrap my arms around him and take him away from these people. “Hello, sister-in-law,” a low, velvety voice says across the table, immediately drawing my attention. I look up, taking in the dark-haired beauty in front of me. She has warm bronze skin and long wavy hair that catches the light like silk. Her amber eyes are sharp, and slightly amused. And she’s staring at me like I’m the juiciest piece of chicken on a gourmet feast. “Name’s Robin. I’m Harlan’s sister.” “Step-sister,” Harlan growls under his breath, earning an eye roll from Robin.