Novelas y relatos de Batman Arkham Origins Harleen Quinzel

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He was the first creature to ever, in her entire decade of slaying, to escape her. Since that night she had been completely thrown off her game, and it was all his fault. Now she was crouched here, trapped in a building with a hungry and murderous rogue werewolf because of her sloppy and poorly executed plan. She pulled out her phone but hesitated with it. It was on silent, it would be a total rookie mistake to not have it on silent whilst out hunting. What made her hesitate was how dark the warehouse was. Once she unlocked it, even though her brightness was turned down, it would still be bright enough to draw attention.

She asked, impatient as she waited for him to elaborate. "Bruce a-and Layla Kingston. They're the leaders of t-the Panthers, The American m-mafia." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Unfortunately, I don't have a clue of who they are." The woman grabbed another knife from the table and slashed multiple cuts on his chest, red blood oozing down his torso freely. Bella went around him and carved a heart on his bare back. It was her symbol; a signature, you could say. Each of her victims, alive or not, bared the symbol on their skin.

This swine told you that? "She's definitely delusional." "I would never send her to a horrid place like the isle of thorns." She snickered. "She's right your majesty, my mom would never do that, she's the nicest being on earth, with a heart of gold." Amelia said in her mother's defense. Her face had turned pale when she saw me in Derrick's arms. "Our queen is a wonderful person your majesty." "Gwen is a known liar, our queen would never send her on such a dangerous quest." Morgana who had been static all along chipped in. "I read minds too." Derrick reminded them. They all turned pale with fear. "Consider this a warning, don't touch a hair on Gwen's head." He warned the flustered wolves.

Exhaling a deep breath, I walked towards the path leading towards the dungeon Two guards standing outside immediately bowed as soon as I approached. "Luna Lilith." I smiled warmly. "You don't have to escort me, I'll be done in a minute." "We'll remain outside if you need anything." "Thank you." I smiled at them again and headed inside. "Lilith?" I suddenly heard a familiar voice just as I was about to descend the stone steps. I stopped and slowly turned around. My eyes widened slightly as my gaze fell on someone I haven't seen in a long while.

The only one I’m not looking forward to seeing is my ex mate, Damien Carius. “My Luna, don’t forget who you are. You can command them all to do your bidding. You can get them into submission or they die.” I look at Eleanor in the mirror’s reflection. Eleanor is the high priestess who helped unbind Zarah. She stands behind me in her white ceremonial gown, her long hair braided with a silver sword strapped to her waist. I smile at her. She is also a warrior, the same as every adult in this pack. “Thank you Eleanor. I’m not worried about these pigs. Only one…”

, Zara turned to Scarlett after getting the bag from my beta. “Here is the aconitum napellus you brought in the pack” “Am gonna kill you. It will be a lesson to all who are against the chosen Luna”, She boldly spoke as the noble shewolves gasped in disbelief. I honestly couldn’t believe it too. “You won’t do it…. She is a helpless human”, Harriet tried to move backwards but the guards quickly gripped her hands.

gulping back the tears that threatened to spill over, “Then the light must mean….” “Say it….” Selene demanded. A dangerous element to her tone, as if she were egging me on. Just waiting for me the utter the terrible realisation I had come too. “The light that needs to be vanquished. Its Nina isn’t it? Your own white wolf. An assassin of good. Of light.” Selene’s mouth twisted up into a grotesque smile. And for the first time since being in her presence, she looked ugly. “Well done daughter. I wondered when you would riddle it out.”

Alpha Arkane held my hand and raised it into the air. "Today, we've discovered a great wolf within our pack!" he shouted. Everyone shouted. I no longer had to hide who I am. I am Salem Harpen, a born Luna, and the last surviving River Pack Member.

Her perfectly constructed plan was unraveling before her eyes. Panic clawed at her chest, but Harley forced herself to stay calm. She leaned back in her chair, her mind working furiously. Who could have intervened? Elona had no allies, no one with the resources to pull off such a daring rescue. And yet, the fact remained—Elona and her children were gone. For the first time in years, Harley felt truly vulnerable. What Harley didn’t know was the truth about Elona. Elona wasn’t just a simple healer or a woman who had stumbled into Alaric’s life by chance. She was the second-in-command of an elite assassin's guild, a shadow organization so powerful that even whispers of their existence could str