Deltora Belt 소설 & 이야기

“Baby, what happened? Did she hurt you?” Darlington finally spoke, his tone suddenly calm. “She didn’t hurt her. She just put a delicate piece of jewelry on her waist.” My stomach tightened. “What do you mean, delicate jewelry?” He met my gaze, unflinching. “Something like a waist bead.” “She’s not old enough to wear that,” I snapped. “Then relax,” he said, his voice dropping lower. “It’s a shock collar. Nothing harmful, unless you give me a reason.” “It’s a what?! She’s just a child!” My voice broke. “How many times do I have to beg you not to involve her?”

She suddenly remembered something and took it out while she screamed. Darryl was taken aback when he saw what was in the little girl's hand. He immediately recognized the item in her hand as a Wonder Travel Amulet. Darryl had used the Wonder Travel Amulet before in the Nine Mainland. It had the ability to transport people to another location, but it was unstable.

Delora scoffed, rolling her eyes off to ignore the detestful gaze she received. “Besides, I have already taught you, weaker souls are bound by the rules I created and if they defy my orders; they invite demise.” Delora’s stone-cold tone came. “Not everything is in your palm, Delora.” Juniper hissed, narrowing her eyes in disbelief but she smirked vilely at her statement. “It is, dear sister. It is.” She whispered, knowing the extremity of power she held. They were on a random cliff, Delora was standing on the edge, taking off her cloak slowly and throwing it away, revealing her exquisite form.

Margaux eagerly unwrapped the box. Inside lay a jewelry belt, delicate yet striking. It was crafted from rose gold links, each one shaped like a blooming camellia, with tiny rubies nestled in the center of every flower. The chain was designed to drape gracefully around the waist, with a single strand that dipped lower at the front, where a ruby teardrop pendant hung like a finishing note. “I thought it would pair nicely with the necklace,” Freya added casually. Mrs. Fontaine’s eyes sparkled as she held the belt up. “It’s exquisite. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

The Alphas deal a lot with the external affairs as well as the training, borders and more, but they still oversee everything. And that's why the Gamma and Beta are there to help. Another interesting position Rosa has come to learn about is the Delta's position. Deltas are chosen at the age 16 as a sort-of Luna stand in just in case the Alpha doesn't find his mate yet. She also has learned that a certain girl who owns a clothing shop is actually the Delta and learning that, she recalls how tense the atmosphere was sometimes back when Arnold and Rosa went clothes shopping. Rosa recalls she met the girl whose name is Valerie once but she only bowed her head to her as a form of greeting and left

"Yeah! I know you love me... And you won't say no." He said in cute voice and my eyes widened. This animal can give competition to any materialistic woman but the thing is, will Augustus accept his demand? I frowned when Augustus pulled out the diamond belt from his pocket. Snow's eyes widened in awe when he saw the belt. It has a big blue diamond in between and the same small diamonds around. Augustus took off his belt and tied diamond one around his neck. It was looking beautiful in his snow white fur. "Augustus, you are so awesome..."

he managed, voice shaking. Patrina nodded, words stuck in her throat. She stroked his cheek, wiping away the last of the blood. A murmur went up from the crowd. Aldergon’s face fell, settling into a mask of disappointment. Eliad looked as though he’d swallowed glass. Then, in the half-light of the garden, Patrina saw it: on Nyxios’s belt hung her own collar, the band of deep dark purple. She reached for it, and the moment her fingers touched the band, a quiet reverence rippled through everyone present.

"First, you make a scene at the party. Now you’re slandering a pack member. How much lower can you sink, Elara?" I knelt on the cold floor, looking at the three of them. My destined mate, my brother by blood, and the Omega who had stolen everything. They stood together like a complete family. And I was the outsider. The one who didn't belong. Just then, my eyes caught something on Dahlia's wrist. A bracelet, woven from silver thread and wolf fangs. The intricate craftsmanship, the unique pattern, the tiny, heart-shaped charm… My heart stopped. It was the only thing my mother had left me. The bracelet that symbolized the eternal bond between a mother and daughter.

Sekora asked herself sweating profusely. “Hello Sekora, my name is Dejon Dordez and this is yours.” She said, levitating the necklace to a very shocked and excited Sekora. The necklace was a blue ball with two small bars on two sides with a cone on top and a cone attached to the bottom and the right hand bar. The chain that hanging off the top was silver. “How do you know my name and what am I suppose to do with this?” Asked Sekora, catching the necklace in her hand.

I hoped she was okay. "What about Flora?" I inquired. "Well, Flora's parents wanted to spend some time with their daughter," Shirley added. Chelsa looked a bit troubled as she gazed at Shirley but stayed quiet as Shirley signaled that it was something I couldn't understand. "Where have you been? Isn't Melina in the Pack?" Chelsa asked, changing the subject. "Let's talk about that later. Why are you guys in my Pack?" I asked. "To thank you for letting me stay in your Pack," Belle said, handing me an Odin amulet with a rare stone.