Novel & Cerita Brave Frontier Noxa

Colder. “I don’t remember saving you,” I lied, trying to stay in control, probing him for more. Without hesitation, he lifted his shirt. My breath hitched at the sight of the scar across his side—thin, silvered, and unmistakably sacred. My hands had pressed against that wound. My magic had helped seal it. Silence stretched between us until he broke it. “Alpha Noxi, the company you’re opening tomorrow… they need your approval regarding media coverage.” Noxi rolled his eyes, irritation bleeding into his voice. “I told those bastards I didn’t want it in the news.” He turned halfway toward the door, hesitated, then threw me a look I couldn’t decipher. “I’ll deal with it.”

I said to him sitting on the floor where I fell and nursing my temple. "And you need to watch what you say about my family," he retorted in anger. Darrell hasn't been the same ever since his mother, who's the Luna of our pack was accused of murder; it is claimed she allegedly killed the Beta of our pack who was formerly the Gamma but rose in ranks through 'dubious' means. Before he maneuvered his way to that position, my father was Beta; but Darrell chose to keep me as his Beta and made sure everyone in our generation referred to me as such. It honestly felt weird, bearing the Beta title while my dad bore the Gamma title.

His abdomen was torn open, and lodged in the wound was Rohan’s missing arm, twisted unnaturally, still twitching like it hadn’t figured out it was dead yet. All around him were the bodies of strangers, wolves I didn’t know, but one glance told me they’d mattered. I even glimpsed one of those same beasts Casper had fought, collapsed and lifeless. Nox had been the storm. But the storm had passed. I dropped beside him so hard the earth beneath me cracked. “Nox—!” His head tilted toward me. His breathing was faint, his lips slick with red, but his eyes locked onto mine. “Ryanna…” he whispered.

"No. Going back to Holtrien is definitely on the agenda, but retreating isn't the way I want to do it. What I want is to return in glory, swagger back openly, and dominate the scene!" Franz chuckled bitterly. "But Arya suddenly descending on the Outlands battlefield and targeting you alone makes her your deadliest threat right now. Anyone in Dragonfang can afford to fall, but not you!" Petra and Juno chimed in together, "Exactly!" Nyx opened her mouth. She looked at Andrew and seemed about to offer more advice. Andrew glanced down at Knox, whose expression kept shifting as if he were struggling internally with something. He urged, "Knox, if you've got something to say, just spit it out! You'

Farrah. Brynn. You came back. I never left. Morpheus strengthened the ice. It's harder to break. Then I'll break it harder. I reached for the bond. Not just Dax—every wolf in the Circle. Their warmth flowed into me, silver and gold. The ice cracked. --- Umbra appeared behind me. "You should not have returned." Nox stepped between us. "Move, nothing." "I am not nothing. I am Nox." He attacked.

A barrier was cast impeding him from taking a step forward. "Come out!" He ordered as his blue eyes were shining with anger. "Get out here!" The one coming out from the bushes was a black team member. He was wearing a mask covering his mouth but his long blonde hair was giving him out. He didn't seem anywhere strong but no one would dare to say so if they knew him. "Hamza," Nox looked at the man in the front, he was also a dragon but at the same time a trickster from a mercenary clan.

The guard handed over a sealed scroll but Knox snatched it first. His eyes scanned the message quickly. And instantly his expression darkened violently and fear punched straight through me. “What is it?” Knox looked toward Marcus. “Bastian’s forces were spotted near the western border.” The arena quieted instantly. “He attacked?” Conrad asked sharply. “Not yet.” Knox crushed the scroll in his fist. “But he’s moving very fast” Marcus cursed softly beneath his breath. Sasha immediately grabbed her weapons from nearby. “We leaving?” “Yes,” Knox answered instantly.

He felt like I was the one doing something wrong, like I was the bad guy. “Drop your aura,” Brock commanded as he hugged her head to his chest. I zero my eyes in on Syria, who whimpers against his chest. The sight was pitiful to my wolf, but I was too enraged that she knew, all along. All this time, she was working with Zane and she led her to him and now, he has her. “Drop it! I won’t warn you a third time,” he threatened, his eyes flickering to reveal his dragon.

Blake smirked, gesturing at Jasmine’s cousin who was currently clenching his fists, standing a few feet away, watching us. “Wulfric, if anything happens to my mate, I just want you to know that I will behead you without hesitation.” Alex scowled at Blake. “Relax, Adalwolf. Nothing is going to happen. I’m going to gather all my best warriors to go with my beta to keep watch. And then you and I will sneak over the border.” “Why me?” “Because we’re the only two people I know who have a high tolerance to wolfsbane. So if we get shot, we’re the most likely to survive.”

I finally came to see what they were playing at here. “You had to bribe them so they won’t hold back.” That was also the time when we were almost blinded by a blue wave of light. It was so powerful and it lingered. For a few seconds, we could not see a thing until it slowly diminished.We all focused to see what happened and where it came from. In the arena, only one figure stood still. It was my Max. The blue flame was her wolf and none of her opponents were conscious. They were alive, because one healer came to check if we are having a mass burial anytime today. He made a thumbs up sign which meant that they were alive just passed out from the intensity.