Dr Anne Torna Novels & Stories

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His attention never wavered. I would give him something to look at today. With his voice echoing off the marble pillars, the herald declared, "Fighter Reya of Mooncrest versus Garon of Riverdale." Garon. I remembered him. With his big, vicious and unyielding personality, he was one of the most effective enforcers in Tristan's arsenal. An acrobat who had previously pulled me along by my hair while Tristan was instructing me. Upon entering the arena, he cracked his neck and smiled.

“Mr. Torino.” Mr. Torino shifted his gaze from it to Allan’s face. Riana could see he had no intention of shaking his hand and that wouldn’t be a good idea if he planned on convincing Allan to agree to anything. When Mr. Torino spared her a glance, she smiled at him with a slight nod. He looked at her longer, his head slightly cantered to the side. Riana felt like a newly discovered species under his observation, but she kept her smile in place. Then without looking at Allan, he took his hand and shook it. “Quite a display of affection there,” he said finally turning to Allan.

From what she had seen so far, she really doubted she would like the school. Anna took a deep breath and walked into the class. Again, all conversation stopped. Even the teacher who happened to be a man, was watching her closely. She walked up to his desk. ″Good morning sir,″ she greeted him, ″I'm a transfer student and I was given this class as my homeroom.″ ″I see,″ he said as he nodded. ″What is your name?″ ″Annabelle Siromani,″ she replied and he froze.

Diana realized that she was no longer needed. The car door suddenly opened and Alpha Darren pulled the driver out and he sat behind the wheel. He didn't say anything but his hands gripped the steering wheel until the muscles of his hands were clearly visible. Diana turned her face to the side. She wanted to avoid Alpha Darren's eyes for now. “I had no intention of hiding my meeting with Annabelle. I intend to tell you when you are stabilized.” Alpha Darren glanced at Diana from the rearview mirror in the car.

“Same goes for you. We cleared the evidence.” Kael nodded. He had seen the burnt body of Arianna, the one the guards had shown him. The one that was buried at her funeral. The evidence was gone. “Goodnight,” Toran said, turning to leave. “Alpha Toran,” Kael called before Toran could open the door. “Thank you.” Toran glanced at him. “It’s my pleasure,” he smirked and left the room.