Apex Loba Mga Nobela at Kwento

I still felt the ache, but I buried it deep. Eight years of love, two lifetimes of entanglement — it had to end. As I sat there, sinking into grief I couldn’t climb out of, a message alert broke the silence. I picked up my phone. It was from Sienna. [So what if you're the daughter of the Moonfang pack's Alpha, Lorelei? I will make Marcus choose me over and over again!] [Must be tough spending Christmas alone, right? Don't worry. You'll soon get used to this loneliness and despair. Marcus will forever choose to be with me. Wait and see. I'm the future Luna.]

Loba offered, holding out a tart to Ned. "You make human food here? Aren't you afraid Alpha will punish you for it?" Ned asked as he took a bite. Actually, Ned didn't particularly like desserts, but Loba's egg tarts had a unique flavor that he found quite delicious. "I am only the medic of the werewolf clan, so the leader's demands on me are not strict. I only need to do what I should do. Before I became a werewolf, I was a skilled medic who also loved making desserts," Loba explained.

Zeeb asked, ceasing whatever he was drawing. “Hassan has strength, and our little Omega has less strength than the average werewolf, so they should be level in that field. Her opponent doesn’t know that, so perhaps another advantage you’ll have is the element of surprise.” “I want to go for a run,” Lobo suddenly said, fidgety. “I hate staying in this room.” Marcel returned to reading his book. “Patience Lobo. We’ll be out of here soon enough to cheer for our champion.”

Then, he strode over and took my hand firmly. Raising our joined hands high, he declared in a loud, unwavering voice: “I, Derek, Alpha of the Rogue Pack, claim Ella as my Luna!” Before the stunned spectators could react, Derek turned around—dragging my still-numb body with him—and left the hunting grounds without hesitation. A tidal wave of shocked murmurs and gasps exploded behind us, echoing across the field. Amanda collapsed into her father Alex’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. “Dad! I can’t take this humiliation! That moment—it should have been mine!

and richer somehow, as if even the oxygen has an entrance f*e. At that moment, I couldn't help but wonder, If I ever land a permanent spot at Apex Corp, would places like this stop feeling untouchable? Would I be able to walk in without immediately calculating the damage it would do to my paycheck? As we approach the entrance, the doorman is nowhere in sight. Tobias and Chris immediately steps forward, both reaching for the sleek glass door at the same time. "Look at you Chris," Lia drawls, rolling her eyes with a smirk. "Playing gentlemen all of a sudden."

Tyler Dawson stands against the side of the transport sled, crossing his heavily muscled arms as he monitors my approach after the call. "Director Lube is completely undamaged, it seems. My intellect always held the data that an alpha beast like him won't face a terminal flatline that easily on this mountain."

“Come on, get your fight on.” Loyal to our cause, Gawain, Tameka, Kenzie, and Kourtney dispersed seamlessly, each engaging in their individual skirmishes, determined to emerge victorious. In the heat of the moment, there was no room for hesitation, only a raw, instinctive drive to overcome the opposition. A mad, bestial bawl rumbled under the sun and the ground quaked with giant paws. “Lykoan!” Zebeon yelled. “Call off your dogs, or I’ll make your whore drink the fucking serum.”

It’s clear they are just as astonished as everyone else, Saya is completely overpowering them with just her gaze and a few movements. “Cowards... damn cowards..." Augusto spits, realizing that he no longer has any support, as everyone fears Luna. But Saya, as determined as Selene to assert her supremacy, doesn't hesitate for a second to grab him by the neck and shake him in front of all of them.

I was disappointed however to find out that their looks couldn't be compared. While the newcomer had a face with graceful looks and charm to melt your panties like your typical playboy, Lykos had a dangerous aura of a stalking predator, his steely gaze could very well send you to the depths of hell of you needed it to save you. He put the word ‘Apex’ in Apex predator. That was him. "I'm Axel, Lykos' best friend and Beta, and you must be..." I briefly glanced at Lykos. He didn't look like he wanted the introduction but this wasn't about him. My only mission was to earn my place in his pack not worm my way in because I was affiliated with him.

He shifts but doesn't get off the floor, groaning in pain. A samurai tattoo with two coiled snakes peeks from his armor just below his arm. I recognize him as a member of the Blackthorn family, one of the top families of pure breeds in the Shadow pack, raising potential alphas and women vying to be the alpha's bride even after he chose me. My eyes harden, even as I crouch down to his level. To think they would send one of their underdogs to challenge the future Luna to a fight. I bend down and lift him by his shoulders, making my face level with his.