Novel & Cerita Code Lyoko William Dunbar

"What happened to you, Claud?” Claud could not utter a single word at this moment. "Don’t bother asking. I did it." Lucas stopped in his tracks, revealing one side of his face. William was stunned. He looked at Lucas and exclaimed after a few seconds. "It’s you, Lucas York!" Lucas slowly turned around. "I’m surprised by how good your memory is." Although William was a Rank 3 Evolved One, he was nothing but a pitiable insect in Lucas' eyes. "How dare you hurt Claud, Lucas York. Do you know who Claud's father is?" William stared at Lucas and roared coldly.

I feel bad for the goblin tribe, which is actually innocent and has nothing to do with this trouble, but here they are fighting too. "Mama?" "Oh, William." I patted William's head to tell him not to get scared, but I just let him be carried by Sir Vitto. He is one of Winston's close subordinates, and just like other Lycans, he looks at me with hostility. I even heard him mumble, calling me "a vile woman." Sigh, when can I make my reputation better?

Since they’re giving it to me as a gift, it would be inappropriate for me to turn them down. Campian had already packed up the items for Kayson, so he ordered Willow to pass them to Kayson. “Is there anything else that you wish to tell me, Captain Wolke?” Campian said shyly, “Aquilo’s captain claimed that he has a bone to pick with you, Mr. Yarde.” “What’s his name? Is he a powerful fighter?” Campian said, “Dylan Cook, he’s a late-stage master-level fighter.” Kayson waved his hand dismissively. “He can come at me if he wants. I’ll be waiting respectfully at any moment.”

Your support means everything to me, dear lovers of My Lycan. — Dee_jonah

Something unspoken. He cleared his throat and began the ancient rite, his voice low and steady: “I, Alpha Knox Black, Lycan Prince of Wales of the Lycan Kingdom, welcome you, Lydia Michael, into the Blue Moon Pack. You are forever bound—with pain, with blood, and with life—to this pack until you are ready to sever the ties.” Each word pulsed through her like electricity. When they separated, he wiped their hands with a soft cloth. Her throat tightened. Her skin burned. Was this real?

He nodded and told his men to search the stables as they did before the returned urn negative results of any other person there. He then turned to me. “Do you have any idea of who I am?” I didn’t know what to say but I knew that getting on his nerves was not the answer as I swallowed hard. “No.” That was my answer. “I am General Victor of the Lycan Army.” His smile disappeared from his face. “And I do not tolerate disobedience.”

"Will be disposed of." The room fell silent at that. I swallowed hard. "He'll choose all of us," one of the other girls said finally, defiant. "Why send so many of us otherwise?" The blonde girl looked away, shaking her head. "You don't understand. This is the Lycan King we're talking about. He's a beast, an animal. He only wants what he can use, and he doesn't want to use any of us for long." I shivered, feeling a chill that had nothing to do with the cold.

"Just do it." William didn’t look away. He held my father’s gaze as he began to speak, his voice taking on a rhythmic, haunting quality. "I, William, First-Order Elder of the Kentrikos White Moon, hereby verify you, Kaia Wren Lykandros. Daughter of the blood. Direct descendant of Narcisse France Lykandros." 'Yes.' Selah’s voice purred deep in my chest. She was pacing behind my ribs, her power thrumming through my veins. I didn't understand the legalities of the words, but the way my wolf reacted told me this was the moment my life stopped belonging to me.

I burst into their apartment and came to a hard stop. In the living room, Cairh Moirant's family was seated amongst others and right there in the middle was Cairh, holding onto the hand of the beautiful redhead female next to him, Anya. My heart stopped. Anya? She was nearly pack royalty... her father was Beta to the recently deceased Pack Alpha. I stared at their entwined hands as I stepped forward, my chest hurting so much it felt like my heart was bleeding itself out of my body. "Cairh... what is going on?" My voice shook despite my resolve to remain strong.

I said, glancing at Dax. Dax’s expression didn’t change. “No,” he said calmly. “I’m not.” “You’re early,” William continued to Lyra. My chest tightened. “What does that mean?” I snapped. But Lyra had gone very still. “I wasn’t supposed to wake this soon,” she said quietly. William smiled wider. “There it is.” The ground trembled faintly beneath us. Responsive. “You’re not just a trigger,” William said. “You’re a door.” The word hit like a blade.