Coco Hector Alive 소설 & 이야기

He shivered slightly, his limbs began to go numb, he tried to shake his head to dispel the crazy thoughts that were popping into his head; Death is slowly entering his mind, but Hector knows he can't die, he still has to marry Elena, and he has to give her a happy life like a woman in this world. “The god Apollo has an epiphany above, please hear my plea. I am Hector Sparker, an ordinary villager of Hill. I just want to be able to marry the girl I love the most in the world, Elena Ween, that's why I came here to find your precious bottle of wine. Please guide me, help me find the treasure hidden here."

I took that as a good sign but I kept my face a placid mask so she wouldn't see my gratification. "My name is Sydney Holt. I'm the Alpha of Alphas. It's nice to meet you, Alpha Victor," a meek smile crawled onto her mouth, "if I remember correctly, and there's a chance that I don't," a frown stole that smile as she glared at our joined hands, "you hated being called Alpha." I dropped her hand. "He still hates it," Saint piped in with an elated wave and an almost child-like grin showing off both rows of her teeth, "hi, I'm Saint, the Big Man's Beta. Really is an honor to meet you."

He yelled. I smiled as I hugged him, "can't promise if it's you or our daughter in the line." "It's over. Finally it's over," Alaric hugged me back. his grip tightened. "Yeah... hopefully we won't have to deal with the witches at least for another century or so," Alexander said. He looked exhausted too. "Speaking of which, where is Coco?" Ezra asked, trying to stop the crying Aurora. "Underground, in a tunnel. I doubt she will survive," I said.

Because Hector had not given up any information on his contact, he’d live to see freedom. This pack was full of fools. Everything went down around them, and no one was the wiser. He was laughing at them the whole time. Who comes and asks straight up for his contact’s name? How did they expect to find the ghost? Now Hector watched the two NARC fools arguing on the other side of the glass. Thank the gods he couldn’t hear them. They were idiots and knew nothing. They possessed no actual information on any connection Hector possessed. Once he was away from here and comfortable, he’d come back and kill them all. One by one, make them all suffer. His sister would be the last to die. Just because h

The Black Wolf “Has the counsel responded?” he asked Derrick, his beta, as he walked into the office. It had been a week since the damn hunters had snuck up on him and he’d been furious ever since. His shoulder still ached where the silver bullet had torn through it. Thankfully, it had gone straight through and not lodged itself in the skin. If it had, he might not be here. “They’ve been silent,” Derrick replied and Tristan growled in frustration, causing his beta to raise an eyebrow at him. “There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.”

Alex POV I watched as her soul was crushed from the information Creed decided to hold from me. It was like watching that lovely spark in her eyes deem to darkness. The worst part is I don’t think I’ll be able to fix it. Once the doctor gave her permission to see him, she hasn't left his side, not to shower, or eat anything. The state he’s in, he hasn't opened his eyes yet. He’s coded a couple times but I’ve been told his wolf is doing everything he can to help him stay alive. We still don’t know why his wolf hasn’t shifted until now. Once he wakes up we are hoping we can get some more information from him. Sitting next to the door of his room, watching my mate hold her brother's hand as she

Hector asked this time. “We took shots.” He said, trying to sound as unemotional as possible. I shook my head. “What was the shot Bryan?” “Tequila.” “Beta.” I growled. “I will not ask again.” I let my aura fill the room. Hector balled his fists up and held against it as it washed over Bryan. He started to shake and cry more. “You were just going to let her die! You were just going to be okay with it! How can you call yourself her mate? Her friend? You disgust me!” He spat out.

This is Serena, his daughter. I nodded. 'Fine. Armando will watch them. You, come with me.' 'Yes, Alpha Mateo,' Hector responded. He loped, I limped, and together we made it down the stairs. Hector paused, bowing his head when he saw Marco's body. 'He was a good Alpha,' Hector sighed. I thought he was a rather stupid Alpha, but I wasn't going to burden Hector with that assessment. It didn't do to speak ill of the dead. 'My daughter?' I said instead.

It worked long enough for her to fire some electric currents, paralysing a few of them. “Sometimes I forget she’s a mana monster”, Adam muttered and Hector chuckled in response. “Yes, she is. But we might need a bit more training for her. In fact, let me do it right now”, Hector proposed while Adam gave a baffled.- “Eh?! Now?!”

Hector sighed simply, his thick eyelashes fluttering as he looked me up and down before stepping up to place a warm hand on my head, shifting the wet napkin that’d been there so that it crumpled to the stone floor with a wet splat. ”What’s your take genius?” I scoffed, biting back a small smile when the Lycan gave a faint, loop-sided smirk before snatching his hands away and shaking his head. Why had I said that? Mouthing off to the man who’d saved my life? Dammit, Nola! One of these days, I was going to get my tongue ripped clean off my mouth. Fortunately, it wasn't about to happen anytime soon. “You're all set for the crossing.” Hector mused, pulling the fur-lined hood of the iron-brown tr