Argo 2 Percy Jackson นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A friendly voice answers after a few rings. “Hi Alyssa, my name is Athena Argos. I’m a member of the Blood-Moon pack, and I was wondering if I may speak with your Alpha if he’s available?” “May I ask what it’s regarding, please?” “It’s regarding an attack against our pack that happened two years ago.” She goes silent for a moment, then says, “Please hold.” The line goes quiet for a moment, and then another voice speaks. “Miss Argos, this is Alpha Jackson.”

Nobody said anything as if they were still enthralled in a trance. ‘ It was what I was waiting for’, came a voice from behind. On turning round Argus found himself looking at the dark grey eyes of his father Damocles. -‘It’s a prophecy. The last of the many after such a long period of silence’. -‘But. I don’t understand’, Argus tried to argue back. ‘ Whatever she uttered was gibberish’.

Only July could understand him, give comfort. "July, I missed you... I need your help, July...” Lament Argus in solitude. The more distant his relationship with July becomes, the more Argus loses sense of identity. Continuing to deal with Minerva tires him and further crazes. The only limit of Argus ' remaining sanity and awareness he holds tight is the determination to get back together with July even though another woman is pregnant with his child. ***

He said, looking deep into my eyes. Percy was not as devoted to finding his mate as Liam. He didn’t push the girls away, but he wasn’t as bad as Auggie either. I think he’s going on his 5th girlfriend now since last school year. He was pretty handsome with his black tousled hair and large eyes. He had high cheekbones and a decent jaw line with a rounded chin. I could never look at Percy any other way than as an annoying brother though.

ALPHA JACOB. Before I could grab Achilles, his hand had already come down, his silver dagger piercing into Argon’s heart as his blood splattered all over Achilles' face. Argon’s body fell with a loud thud on the ground as my hand grabbed Achilles’ shoulder, which made him turn around and face me. There was no fucking way Argon would have survived the dagger in his heart, so instead of checking on him or Aeon, I put my whole focus on Achilles.

I assured, waving my hands, wanting to keep the conversation from asking what she said. “Now we have a lead in reclaiming the Silverclaw pack.” I spoke up, hoping that would distract everyone. ‘You’ll have to tell me later what Bastet said to make you blush.’ Kurt taunted me in our link. “In the data Silvercloud sent. The handwritten notes from Alpha John Sr were the clues. There is an Argyris scepter. It is supposedly enchanted from way back when the pack was still in Greece.” I started to explain. “The Argyris scepter?” Uncle John’s brow furrowed.

Immediately, the chain that holds me captive opens, and I leap out of Jackson's grasp. - Is this how you're going to kill me, coward? - screams Jeckson to my Alpha. - Now you want to fight? - The Alpha asks. - No, I'm going to fight you. - I said loudly, and everyone looked at me. - You? - Jackson says, laughing. - A beta, full of wolfsbane, is going to fight me? Do you want to die that badly, or is that just an excuse for me to touch you? Do you want me to fuck you, right?

Arthur pointed at both Aston and Andrea, his eyes burning with genuine rage at their lowly behavior toward Patricia. “Aston, I’m not finished. Arthur, please sit down.” Patricia pulled Arthur’s hand, signaling him to sit. She then looked at Andrea, who was helping her husband back onto the sofa, looking resigned. ​ “What else?” Aston’s mouth was so sore he could barely speak. ​

Draven scolded and Argo turned his head and looked at Draven. “I'm not a damn Sky pony! I'm a large, strong dragon that breathes fire, not some stupid pony!” Argo huffed and then turned his head back toward the Omega as he approached his mate. The dragon scales once again began to glow and smoke seeped from his body. “Argo!”

Alpha Darious, Spencer, and everyone else instantly tensed, backing away as their eyes widened in disbelief. With a twisted screech Percy’s torn form instantly reanimated each half rising as separate entities, both burning with the same dark aura. Asher immediately blocked Percy’s attack with one of his hands. During his struggle with the swirling darkness, Ronan’s eyes snapped to Asher, who was now fighting two Percys. Using his curse energy, Asher distracted one of the Percys and launched a brutal attack on the other, tearing open his head from the torso. However, the moment Percy dropped dead, another Percy arose from the fallen one. Now Asher had to fight three Percys.