Novel & Cerita Balto Villain

"It's you dumbass, it's you. You killed his destined mate and now you are protecting the other one? If you won't reveal what I need to know then I'll go straight to Alpha Draven, I'll tell him everything and gain more of his trust. Then you, you will be a forgotten male bastard." Mistress Balia threatened, she turned and started heading to the door but before she could go out, doctor Renzo stopped her. "Her wolf is appearing too quickly, she is a special breed." Mistress Balia stopped and turned to look at him. "Your ass could have been in trouble if that came a minute late." Mistress Balia smiled.

"You spent a lot of time at Baal's house. You know what kind of evil creature he is, don't you?" "I think we'd better leave before the mafia guys find us." Karl shoved her hair back and examined each side of her neck. "Did that monster bite you?" "He's not a monster." Aya stepped back. "If you've been watching him and Stephan, you should know they're completely different. Malcolm is a good man." Karl's mouth twisted with disgust. "Baal is a hideous creature from hell." "He is not! He risked his life to protect me."

There, at the entrance to the office, Romeo was unconscious, with Richard sitting on the floor next to him. - Fuck! – Baltazar says - He heard everything. Aethelwulf was getting closer and closer to the agreed place, and his wolf kept trying to change his mind, but in vain. He only thought the end of his life was worth it if it made his only son abandon the vampire and take over the kingdom's leadership. In his head, programmed since birth to consider vampires unworthy of any respect, he didn't see that everything he was doing could lead to an impossible consequence.

When facing a battle, the most important thing for a Wolf is to believe in his leader. After a while came what the Nolan group feared, their enemy. The opponent has three people, a wolf with yellow fur and a wolf with red fur walking ahead. The wolf with black fur walked behind the other two, his blue eyes making the viewer feel fear. This group of assassins was very different from the usual ones who used to hide and sneak attacks on the Ezra people. But these guys came to be strangely arrogant and cavalier. Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends.

“The underground dungeon where we found the Luna, Sir, is located just under the main mansion of the late pack.” “Oh. So I supposed that cowardly old man did this to her. Bal had that man's kind of distinct smell. And there is only one explanation for that; they are related.” Kaylon’a brows narrows as he was remembering about Balvina’s situation in the dungeon for years. “So there's still wolves around the world who can do despicable things like abandoning a child for power.” Kaylon gently rubbed Bal’s hand.

But their leaders sometimes did even though his subjects languished and fought to defend him. Most of their leaders exploited them for their use and didn't truly love his people. I wondered what kind of leader would not fight for his people. They were staring at me now, including the two giants. The crowd in front of me soon parted to reveal a thin, dark-eyed, midget. He was as bald as a colt and had a very evil smile. His eyes said a lot. I recognized him immediately from his appearance. People have been talking a lot lately about his exploits. About how he had torn down Packs with his small pack of rogues in the neighbouring regions.

As soon as two wolves made their appearance, I sprinted down, noting instantly who they were as their scents permeated the air. They stopped in their tracks at the sight of me. Yes! The plan was working! Jasmine sprinted down the hill, coming in with her sneak attack, pouncing and digging her claws into Alpha Vic's back. He was like a wild bronco as he tried to throw her off, but Jasmine was so fucking good, and kept a good hold on him, not allowing him to knock her off. Even pregnant, she was a badass.

No, she did not flirt with her father, she tried to relax, calm him down. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍ "So she's definitely not local." Father thought. All the locals know who he is. Taigo, master of the western forests. Head of a pack of black wolves. So the villagers would never allow themselves such impudence. Only this war spoiled everything, taking the lives of those dear to everyone and every creature, be you a man or a beast. Only Taigo was about to answer her, as the girl came very close, putting her hand on his bare chest, looking, it would seem, into his very soul.

"But I was." "Why!" he yelled, losing control for a moment. "They are dangerous! The things they've done, Morgan. They've looted and pillaged hundreds of towns in my pack. They've hurt too many people, my people!" I heard the betrayal in his tone and I flinched. His mate, his other half was aiding his enemy. Of course, he'll see it as a betrayal. But he couldn't see that they were my family, that my loyalty was to them way before he came along. I was not going to choose.

I was shy and I only spoke when I had no choice, I guess my bravery was beaten out of me a long time ago. Balthazar was brutal if you pissed him off, he never thought twice about making someone pay, and betrayal? You would beg for death when he was done with you, no one betrayed him, not even other warlocks. They knew he was powerful, knew he could beat them with a flick of his wrist.