Novel & Cerita Dongwoon Beast

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I paused, “…you will stop me immediately even if physical restraint becomes necessary. No matter what it takes.” “Understood.” Silence returned again, but it did not last long. The clock suddenly chimed once, a sharp sound echoing through the study, then again, then again. A massive wave of dark energy exploded violently through my veins, and my entire body locked in place as pain erupted everywhere at once. Every muscle convulsed beneath my skin, and another growl escaped my throat, except this time it no longer sounded part human. It sounded fully monstrous. My vision flashed amber, then darker, then brighter again as my beast roared.

Even if her father hadn’t told her the truth of the history of the Dragon Moon festival, these people seemed to know and were eager to see Beelzanborg fall and the dragons restored to power. Before her, a mass of dragons came into view, many of them with human warriors on their backs, using bows and arrows to hit their targets as the fire from the dragons lit Beelzanborg troops and weapons on fire. The dragons swooped low to hit their targets and then flew around in a circle to come back in for another go. On the ground and even atop the castle there were hand-to-hand battles going on. Nya tried to find Slate but didn’t see him from this distance. As they closed in, she did spot Gavin, atop

He immediately pulled me outside the gate. He was about to lead me to his car but I did not flinch. "Wait up, what are we gonna talk about, Primo?" "Of course, the deal," he replied. "No deal for today. She's going with me." Doom appeared in a black shirt paired with cargo pants.

After that dream, I had been so lost in thought, without any idea of what to do. “Cas…” “There is good news, mate.” he opened up, saying. “My beast finally synched with me. He finally accepts we’re one body.” My eyes widened at his reveal. I couldn’t even believe my ears, in any way. “No more fights?” “No more.” he replied, kissing my cheeks, with his silver-grey eyes locking with mine afterwards. My eyes narrowed, after I noticed his appearance. My mate looked different, his aura was more confident, and that made my heart soften.

Joonwoo muttered. “But his face… it wasn’t normal. Something’s wrong.” He looked down at his hands. He could still feel that moment Doyun’s cold eyes saying “Nothing.” But his trembling fingers saying everything else. Joonwoo clenched his jaw. “I want to help him,” he said quietly. “But he keeps pushing me away.” Daejin scratched his head. “Dude… he’s Baek Doyun. That guy’s basically trauma wearing a school uniform.” Dongpil nodded quickly.

But just before I wanted to close my eyes, my phone rang. “Mr. Cox, we’ve done all as you said.” My assistant, Ren, said. “Those paparazzi were sent by Davos. We’ve gotten rid of any footage they took and warned them for any suspicious news.” That old man really didn’t know when to stop, huh? “He should worry about his coffin rather than bothering a woman twice his age.” “He’s been eyeing Erbeauty for quite awhile now,” Ren replied.

I whine, putting the tablet down. "To Eve?" he asks, slowly approaching the desk. "Yeah," I sigh. "It's theme night," he answers. "You know Kay loves her theme nights twice a month on a Wednesday." "Has it already been two weeks?" I ask, looking up at him. I fall backward into my seat and run my hands down my face. "Okay, fine. Hopefully I can get a drink or two out of tonight. That'll help." Leander chuckles and shakes his head. "I'll meet you in the SUV around four," he says, patting the chair in front of my desk before heading for the door. "If you need anything, Lincoln is around and will be more readily available than me."

Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone. Broad shoulders. Deep-cut abs. A V-line that should’ve been illegal. My mouth literally fell open. Xavier leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, towel tightening around his waist. A slow, sinful smirk curved his lips. “Looking for me, sweetheart?”

He had three different holsters hanging from his waist, and two across both of his shoulders and all three were filled with different kinds of knives. “I’m Chris, I do scouts on other packs, and I also assassinate if needed. Brute and I were here even before Cronos. We worked under Amir before we got thrown into exile aka prison for being disobedient.” He threw his arms over the boy beside him who looked like he was at least seventeen or eighteen. “This kid beside me is Leo, he’s new here. He's been a well-known hitman ever since he was young. And don’t expect him to speak, he can’t.”