Novel & Cerita Chuck Norris 3 Internal Enemies

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Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

The line was quiet for a long moment. "She's not a pawn Damien," Elias said finally. His voice had shifted, less lawyer now more friend. The version of Elias that appeared when things were serious enough to stop performing. "I did my own digging when I heard her name. Three years ago she uncovered internal fraud at her previous company. Alone. No backup. She built the entire case herself and handed it to the board so completely they had no choice." A pause. "She is the most dangerous kind of person, the kind who is genuinely good at what she does and genuinely means it. If you go into this treating her like a piece on a board…"

“Dude, you've been scanning the entrance since we arrived like you lost your dog." " I don't have a dog.” I grit out. I fucking hate dogs. “True. But you had a- “I'd advise you don't utter his name if you want to stay alive." He Snicker's. Fucking Snickers then throws his arm up in resignation. He's lucky I can't kill him. Yet. I elbow him in the ribs. Lightly if I might add. He still wheezes like I stabbed him. “I'm fine" I'm not.

“Switch me with literally anyone. I’ll take the guy who snores like a chainsaw. I’ll take the guy who watches horror movies at three a.m. Just not him.” “Request denied.” I groaned loud enough to make heads turn. Malik gave me a pity pat on the shoulder. “Rest in peace, man.” He looked over at Liam who was smirking like the devil. “Guess it’s you and me then.” “Room twelve, baby,” Liam said, holding up his key card like it was a trophy. “No drama, no enemies. Just peace and N*****x.” “Rot in hell,” I told them. They both laughed, slapped my back, and walked off, already debating what snacks to raid from the retreat pantry.

I put my arm over my stomach as I continued to howl with laughter. “What did they do to you guys?” “WE GOT GLITTER BOMBED! WHERE ARE THEY?!” I touched my lip, still giggling. “You got a little something there.” Gerald wiped at his lips furiously while Beanie scowled at me. “They put super glue and lipstick in a chapstick tube. Now the fucking shit won’t come off!” I shook my head. “Sorry, boys. They went into the bathroom. I think I heard the window open.”

They were three men, dressed in suits, and they seemed nervous. “Who are you?” I asked, stepping a little closer to them. Two of my bodyguards positioned themselves behind me for protection. Safety first. The chubby man cleared his throat before speaking. “I’m Mr. Grayson’s lawyer...” he began to say. “Excuse me?” I blinked several times because this had to be a joke. My father is dead. “Mr. Andrés Grayson died ten years ago; is this some kind of joke?” I looked at them disapprovingly.

“What about you Adam? I heard you're already running Rockwell's Empire on your own, eh?” The wide grin on his lips slowly faded as Adam gave him a sideward glance, his narrowed eyes threatening him to get his hand off of him or he'd lose it without knowing it. Gulping, Joseph quickly stepped back with his hands in the air. “Whoa, chill.” Foren made a face. She was worried that she would ruin the atmosphere in this reunion, but it seemed somebody else was doing the job for her. ‘This guy is really arrogant and annoying!’ As tension formed in the air, all of them heaved out a sigh of relief when their service bus finally arrived. They entered the vehicle with their ‘partners in seat’ as what t

, Marnie was practically alight as she took in our surroundings. "Wait so this is the Dark Moons club? I'm not so sure we should be here then", I felt a wave of anxiety rush over me as the severity of the situation dawned on me. My father hadn't made his concerns about a possible war public yet, and I know Beta Luke would've been informed and told to keep these concerns to himself. What would this pack do if they found out who we were? Or worse, what would my father do when he finds out. "Marnie, you are the Betas mate and I am the Alphas daughter. This pack is our enemy, think of what could happen if they find out who we are".

I feel him swell, throb, then hot spirits deep inside me. We collapse together. His forehead drops to mine, his breathing is ragged and unsteady and for a moment he seems almost human. "You're dangerous," he murmurs. "So are you," I say against his neck. He shifts, pulling back, standing, straightening his clothes with ease, and that's when I see it … the tattoo at the base of his spine as his shirt rides up, a symbol I've seen before, stamped on documents in files in Luca's office in the drawer marked in my brother's handwriting with a single word: ‘enemy.’ My brain catches up and then he turns. The mask has slipped and I see the jaw, the thin white scar running along the bone that I have l