Novel & Cerita Benji Hattori

Kirito left the bar. The bartender moved towards the cheque and picked it up. He smiled as he looked at it "It's funny how you've changed, Kirito. You've become someone you feared the most when you were a kid." He tore the cheque and threw it into the dustbin. "Arata Mizuru." He heard his name and turned back. Jericho stood there with a card in his hand "Ah! You're Arata Mizuru? My name is Jeroboam Hatsugu. Someone recommended me to visit your bar. I've heard you make the best cocktails in Tokyo."

“Not really. I used to have my own bicycle but Benjie broke it last week and my parents don’t have enough money to pay for another one.” “Who’s Benjie?” “Benjamin Arlington, he’s a tall and really muscular guy. He’s the team captain of the school’s baseball team. No one fucks with him because not only that he’s friends with Reggie, the son of the richest man in town, his girlfriend Ysabella is the daughter of the mayor.” “Wow, so he’s the top dog then.”

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

I must be going crazy. "That's ridiculous! I have known Kiki for years. She's---" Benji tried to defend me, but Alpha Kayden's grandma cut him off. "And who are you?" My name is Benjamin, Eta Benjamin. I spend many hours with Kiki every day. We have classes together. We trained together, and I taught her how to drive. I know her better than anyone else does. She would be the last person in the Thunder Bay Pack capable of doing something like witch magic.

He was giving off a powerful aura, indicating that he was the boss. That was Alessio Romano.

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

Liam, my Gamma, said when he pushed the door of my office open and entered. “What animal?” I focused on my work. “Your fucking brother of course,” he dropped his gun on the desk. “What bro….. Hold on!! Is Vogar here?” I dropped the file on my desk. “You didn't invite him? I saw him enter your bedroom. I think the little Omega you’re holding captive welcomed him in.” “I’m not holding her captive. There is a deal.” “We are both saying the same thing. I saw a new servant. Dark wavy long hair. She looks beautiful and pure. Who is she?” He asked.

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

I'm about to find a bar and get myself a drink before I rough hand is clasping my shoulder. "Rhode fucking Whitlock, good to see you mate" Benji, an old mate of mine from New York shakes my hand with a vice grip. He's gotten significantly more LA mogul than the last time I saw him; he's got a tan now and he's wearing sneakers with joggers that I bet cost more than peoples first cars. "How've you been Benji?" I ask as I locate a bar across the room and motion for him to walk with me. "Yeah I'm great! But how are you man? Saw that chick you brought with you she's pretty nice" He winks at me as we reach the bar, I lean forward and tell the bartender my order before leaning back to respond to B