Novel & Cerita Ezekiel Ch 4

∆EZEKIEL POV∆ "Ezekiel… open your eyes." That voice reached me from somewhere far away, cutting through the fire, through the smoke, through the sound of collapsing walls and screaming voices. For a moment, I still couldn’t tell what was real. The flames were everywhere. That little boy was crying. The man was burning while shielding him. And that lullaby… God, that lullaby wouldn’t stop echoing inside my head, soft and broken, like it had carved itself into my bones.

—Get on your knees, but make sure you spread your thighs—, Ezequiel tells me. A terrible shudder runs through me just thinking about what they'll do to me. I wonder whose mouth will be on me and whose mouth will be on mine. When I look over my shoulder, Jeremiah is coming toward us, naked now, his cock moving in time with his steps, making my pussy clench with desire. I turn to climb onto the bed, but Ezekiel stops me. Shaking his head, he points at the floor. Arching my eyebrows, I drop to my knees, spreading my legs.

At least the shade that I have. Ezekiel on the other hand had grey color fur with a mixture of golden lines going behind his back. His one eye though was totally black. Given the look, he looked daring and intimidating at the same time. “Shall we take a dip?” he mind linked. “I…” I was not sure. “Don’t you trust me?” he saw the hesitancy on my face. “Fine, let’s do it” I agreed. I know he won’t do anything which would make me feel uncomfortable.

I still can't believe it. Ezekiel pins the staff on the ground and we stand aside, watching it. "Are you sure you saw the human world, Ezekiel?" "I'm one hundred per cent sure I saw something." We watch earnestly. An image starts to form in the air right in front of the staff. It's a bit faint but I can make out the view of a scattered room. "Kane? Kane?" a voice calls out to me. "Is that?" I ask and turn to Ezekiel. "That sounds like Delilah."

EZEKIEL “Anyway,” My mother began again as she noticed the presence of Jeremy beside Vivienne, “who exactly is this guy? And what is he doing here, in your house, Ezekiel?” We all turned in Jeremy’s direction because of that. Up until now, seeing him makes my blood boil. To be honest, I don’t want him in my house either. If only I could be disrespectful in front of Vivienne’s parents and our kids, I would have ordered this guy to leave already.

I knew I wasn’t getting away from this problem so easily. I was sitting on the bed, closing my eyes. My head was leaning on the headboard when the door opened with a thud. It was evening, and the room was dark as I didn’t turn on the light. So I couldn’t see who was standing at the door. But the person walked inside and turn on the light. The light hit my eyes, so I close them instinctively. When I opened them again, Ezekiel was standing there, leaning against the wall. But he was not like always.

He asked. Ezekiel who hated what he was doing knew he had to answer. If he didn't, his life woukd be at risk as well. He swallowed hard before he answered, "I found her in a well hidden tent, she was like this” he pointed to her, gesturing to her unconscious position.

he doesn't even know the meaning, all he was trained for was to survive. A shriek pierced the air. And silence followed. The second figure fell. And Smoke rose from its decaying flesh. Who are you? Come out of the open, let's talk. Ezekiel spoke in command.. He coughed hard, forcing himself to crawl back toward the carved cave around him. Despite his injury, he reached into his pouch and brought out a small object..a tracking light. He pressed it into the cave wall..and the tree lit up for a second, glowing red, and around the wall was something unfamiliar.

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. Ezekiel moved away from the huge tree to reveal himself, however, the four-striped pigs did not notice him since they are still eating the remains of the long-eared rabbits. Ezekiel didn't mind it and just waved his hand a little and a long white as the snow flute appeared in his palm. The flute white as the snow had a long lightning symbol engraved in it. Ezekiel gracefully held his flute as he moved it closer to his mouth.

Chapter 42 Azalea/Savanah Point of View I look at the back as the the people enjoy the feast, we celebrate our win. We need somehow celebrate after a sad event. We should still make sure that the pack is okay even though leaders are not. I am now in Ezekiel’s room. I smiled as I still smell him even though he is already gone. I smiled bitterly as I fixed his clothes. We need to put this on fire as we believe that his things will be with him even in death.