Cyrus Tpb Mga Nobela at Kwento

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“I think you have bigger worries than those two.” “Yeah, I do. Well…” he stared at their castle. “I guess we shouldn’t keep him waiting any longer, huh?” Cyrus was an intimidating vampire. He was huge in stature, with blue eyes that were almost transparent, and long spider-white hair flowing down his back. No one knew his origins, with many speculating that he was the first vampire. Declan didn’t believe it, but there was no doubt that Cyrus was old – older than Rowan who was around to see Jesus give His sermon on the mount.

Especially with males who have always gotten their way and previously only used one way to settle an argument. Tye is supposed to be helping me get rid of the sofa, but Killian gave an alpha command to “stop,” so now Tye’s standing at the top of the ramp Killian built to replace our front steps, blocking me from shoving the foul thing the rest of the way out of our cabin.

a chirpy voice filled with excitement came through the receiver. For the first time in weeks, Caleb smiled, “No Kylie, you’re just in time.” He replied. It was good to hear such enthusiasm from Cassandra’s cousin, perhaps her presence would help Cassandra understand her situation better, but even more, he couldn’t wait to see how the straight-laced, cold Roy would react to a mate who was his opposite in every sense of the word.

Cyrus groans and everyone in the room laughs. .... As soon as the meeting was over, Tristan popped out of his seat and left the office as fast as he could, but unfortunately, he wasn't fast enough. The smaller Beta yells as he’s scooped off the ground before Cyrus flings him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Hey, what are you doing?!" "Don't play dumb with me! I know what you did back there!" Cyrus said as he began walking up the stairs. "What are you talking about? I didn't do anything!"

His bad side is just as ugly and scary as easy and rare as his good side is. The corner of Cyrus’s mouth twitches but he doesn’t give in, making a fine example that no one in the room gets a discount from his annoyance, even though, being the VP of the Crows, I almost always kinda do. Riker’s eyes find mine. “It’s your girl.” He says and I turn my body so I’m completely facing him. Cyrus is on his feet already. “Are the Sparrows planning something notorious once again?” He looks angry. He doesn’t like it when one of his men is threatened or hurt.

Tyler will be mine, one way or another. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Sir Theo declared. “Let the gods hear your words,” the crowd replied, and then Sir Theo placed the crown on Cyrus’s head. A large round of applause went around the hall till the walls shook from the sound. Everyone was excited. It was a significant milestone and the crowd couldn't stop cheering. Cyrus sprang up from his feet like the strong werewolf that he was. His strength had been replenished and he was back to his old self. Strong and powerful. As Cyrus got up, his long-standing friend and Beta, Sir Sule handed him a sword and Cyrus raised the sword up in the air as he growled at the top of his voice.

I had forgotten how truly in my corner Cyrus has always been. He looks the same as he did the last time I truly saw him. He has a toffee skin tone and stands at 6’3. He has always worn his hair shaved to a taper, and that look still works for him. There is a touch of gray at his temples, but he could pass as a very young man. I would love nothing more than to sit and catch up with Cyrus, and I will, just not right now. Right now, I need to find my mate or I’m not going to make it much longer.

I saw Cyrus outside, a wide grin on his face as he waited for me to roll down my window. "Hey, fucker! What are you doing here?" Cyrius greeted me, and we shook each other’s hands before he playfully threw a punch at my arm. Cyrus is the next Alpha of the Blue Meadows Pack and Tyler’s cousin. He was also Amber’s twin brother and almost the same age as Amara. They were probably in the same class for sports, as he was just wearing jersey shorts and a t-shirt. "Just picking up someone. Have you seen Amara inside?"