Novel & Cerita Evie 4 Hearts

Inside was a single sheet of matte black paper, the message printed in faint grey type, like a whisper in ink: You’re not the only one watching. You’ve got forty-eight hours before someone decides your past isn’t worth hiding. No signature. No mark. But the phrasing… sharp, precise. It reminded her of the way Leo Knight spoke—only this was colder, less amused. Her mind moved fast—cross-referencing jobs, old contacts, burned clients—but there were too many possibilities. She turned the page over, and a smaller slip of paper fell out. A photograph. Her chest tightened.

So close… He tugged on my hair, “no bad thoughts.” He mummured, then leaned forward and planted another peck on my face, less than an inch from my lips. My fingers traveled naturally up his body to his chest as my body thrummed in increasing awareness. ‘He’s just showing pda’ I reminded my fluttering heart. This wasn’t a prerequisite for taking my clothes off. “Taser!” Evie hissed, pulling us apart, “you’re crushing my fingers.” She pulled her arm away from Taser and cradled it to her chest.

It cut through the smoky air, spinning like a missile of death traveling faster than thought. Oreon stood there. He saw it coming. It was a black blur against the firelight. He tried to move. He tried to dive. But his legs were heavy. The moment was frozen. He looked at the crowd. He looked at the white doe mask rushing toward him. The bolt was ten feet away. Five. It was aiming straight for his heart.

I'm so screwed how do I tell him I forgot I had something like that in my possession and to think he came all the way here to get it. "It's fine if you don't have it yet, but make sure to get it ready by tomorrow. It's my favorite" He ends and walks away. I Puff in relief. How did he let me off the hook so easily? He turns around again and walks in my direction. My heart is almost bursting out of my chest. He pins me to the wall as soon as he gets to where I am standing and draws his face closer to mine, staring deeply at my eyes and I close my eyes trembling. What is he thinking?

That was when Garrett started to look at Joyce and the way she reacted to everything. The look in her eyes when something happened she didn’t like were almost snake-like. They were almost slit and then would change color, and she would focus on things that weren't there and often had nothing to do with the situation at hand. This was her normal. She would then play the pity card about how she had to take the orphan of her wonderful dead sister in and proved her care without anything from the estate to help her. The last was what stuck out in Garrett's head.

He stroke her head lovingly and tried to calm her down. He can’t see her tears. It hurts him when he saw Evie’s cry. Meanwhile, Evie closed her eyes accepted his warm hug. She put her hands around his waist, leaned her forehead on his hard chest. She breathed his scent and it made her calm. “If you only want my body, then…”

Alpha Ronan didn't let her finish her sentence when he ripped the head of the first hunter off and then to the second, he dug his hand into his chest and pulled out his heart. Evie gasped, changing to her wolf form immediately. The King wasted no time to cover her up with his coat, glaring daggers at her. "How could you do that?" Evie asked, looking down at the men that were without form anymore. The other's head was no more, and the other had a hole in his chest, showing that he had no heart. "They wanted to kill you." He said, calmly. Evie was breathing erratically. Her eyes were still wide open as she stared at the figures in front of her.

I did not know until it was too late. Please tell Evie I love her. I will carry her in my heart forever. Mariah I stared at the letter reading it over and over again. So much about it didn’t make sense. What did she mean Evie is more mine than hers? Maybe the attack did more damage than her wolf could repair, and who was hunting her and why? I felt so confused. Reiner was watching me closely as if he knew something I didn’t. I tried to figure out what she meant but it just didn’t make sense. I would adopt Evie, that much I knew. I loved her as if she was my own flesh and blood. I handed the letter to Reiner. He read it.

“Whatever. Mikayla’s about to pop any day now. There’s no way Harley would miss the birth of her first nibbling. She’ll be in town, and that’s where you pounce, the hospital-” Vanessa’s phone pings with a message; we can both see it’s from Mikayla. “Oh shit.” She picks it up and reads the message aloud. “‘Welcome to our family, our newest addition Alice Evans, 7.5lbs’...? How many kilos is that?” “Three and a half.” “We’re too late.” Vanessa hands me the phone to show a photo of Harley at the hospital holding her newborn niece. I stare at Harley; she looks beautiful, and her eyes look alive, not like in the wedding photos. She beams as she looks down at the newest member of her family. I zoo

"It's a good thing you won't be able to see your mate again, and it's also good for her. She'll be free of the pain you've caused her everyday." I then shifted and ripped out his throat, before I began clawing at his chest till I got to his heart. I shifted back as I ripped it out of his chest. I bowed my head down at the deck. "Protect his mate and may he get what he deserves in hell." I muttered, before I sat back up and took a bite out of his heart. I was still eating it, when Marlowe and the rest of the crew came back with crates. I could smell blood coming from one. Pigs blood. I ate the last of the heart and stood up.