Novel & Cerita Ansel The Originals

The sound of Violet attempting to open the door made me rise to my feet, wiping the tears from my face but I wasn't fast enough. "Don't cry. Everything will be fine". She hugged me as soon as she entered the room. "Nothing Netflix, ice cream and popcorn can't solve". She shrugged as she pulled away, making me chuckle. "Now come on, let's watch Angel has fallen". She pulled me towards the living room and I grinned happily. Gerald Butler's movies could always do the trick. I love all his movies. Maybe I even have a little crush on him. Moments later, Violet and I were seated on a couch, wrapped up in a blanket, popcorn in hand, watching Gerald Butler in action.

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

Was all the information that Xander gave her at the time they had just got married totally wrong? As far as she could remember, Ansel was a kind of person who would never tolerate any rejections. Besides, she was also like a hunter who would never let his prey loose so easily. That’s why it’s not surprising he finally rose to the pinnacle of success at a very young age. “But … I’m not sure to continue this cooperation,” he added. Ansel read the changes in Qeiza’s face colors with his striking gaze as sharp as an eagle look. A pair of those hazel eyes gleamed fiercely as if they wanted to crush Ansel’s body all over like hot lava melted a piece of iron.

GREY POV A part of me was glad. At least, Ansel found the antidote but the other part of me was super sad. The assurance was not there. There are chances Valerie will survive, and there are chances she won’t. I whispered prayers to the moon goddess on her behalf and followed Ansel to the convoy, but Ansel was quick to hop into his own car and shut the door. We used to ride in the same car and do a lot of things together until we brought Valerie back to our pack.

“Ahh, Beta Davien, He is Alpha Maverick’s mate. The three of us need to stick together, you know? Because those three friends, those Alphas are bastards sent to the world from the bottomless pit of hell.” “I believe you,” I climbed into his bed as I sat with him, “You are right. Alpha Rowan is the worst. I don’t know about Alpha Maverick but Alpha Cyprian is a really nice person.” “Trust me,” Ansel shakes his head slowly as he pours the both of us a glass of whiskey, “None of them are good news. Look at me, I have to act crazy all the time so that I don’t actually go crazy.” “You don’t mean…?”

He sits down on a plush leather sofa and pats the spot next to him, indicating that I should do the same. I hate this guy, and I definitely don’t want to obey him - but he holds Nash’s life in his hands, so I take a seat as far away from him as possible. “What’s your name?” “Sarah,” I say. “I’m Ansel. I’m the Alpha of the San Diego pack.” “I know.” “I’m sure that Nash has told you all sorts of terrible things about me, but I assure you, none of them are true,” Ansel says, looking directly into my eyes.

Did Miranda follow us here to harass us some more? But it wasn't her. Instead, I see my brother busting inside, looking disheveled. "I need to talk to you guys," Ansel said with a defeated look on his face.

I can’t help the twinge of fear that shakes my voice, because whatever they’re saying, it doesn’t sound like it’s a good thing. When Ansel speaks, his words carry a finality, like he has accepted whatever lies ahead after his admission. He leaves no room for doubt, and I envy that, because all I can do is try to look for another loophole, anything at all but accept what he says. “We think Andy is going rogue, Mars. Something must have happened to set him off, but now he’s turning rogue.”

Earlier tonight, after I’d saved the little girl, she had returned with two men who unlocked the storage room and pulled me out. Japheth Williams and Seth Williams, the two famous brothers of Williams Film Productions, had stood before me as I struggled to get up. The little girl I had saved happened to be their family. Everyone in the city knew Japheth Williams was disabled, but I couldn’t tell which of the brothers had stood before me. They kept their identities hidden so carefully that only their names were known. “I saved Angel because she was an adorable girl I couldn’t ignore,” I remembered telling them when they asked what reward I wanted.

“Please. Can't you trust me like you've done for me so far? Please don't show your hostility to her, also to Jermaine. You don't need to be nice to them, just don't show your displeasure.” Ansel lifts himself from his seat rashly. He paced back and forth with his hands on his waist and his eyes closed. Occasionally, he would groan like someone in pain, then let out a short sighs. He stopped before me, dropped one knee to the ground, then looked at me as he asked. “Sha, really, what has happened to you? I was so hasty that I forgot to ask you something important. Either that day, to this day.” “?”