Fang Leone Beyblade 소설 & 이야기

Leander says, running his fingers through his hair aggressively. The day after the festival. "Seth can train her just fine!" Leon barks. "She needs an Alpha to train her, Leon. Lucy is an Alpha; she needs to have an Alpha show her how to fight, and I have too much going on with the issues we are facing with Kragen and Zeak," Leander says, now shouting back. "Why can't Leon train me?" I ask, feeling so uncomfortable I could crawl out of my own skin right now.

“He’s not like that. You’ll see. Come on—I was just going to check on him anyway.” We cut across the open yard toward the warrior barracks. Shouts and grunts echo from the sparring ring nearby. Warriors move through drills with a sharp, rhythmic precision, dust rising under their boots. Hope leads me around the fence, toward the group. “That’s him,” she says, pointing. Leon stands in a loose stance, watching two older warriors exchange blows. He’s huge for his age—maybe fourteen, but already broader than most of the adult trainees. His dark hair falls in uneven layers around sharp, watchful eyes. There’s something… intense about him.

Rome squares her shoulders and takes a deep breath. “For the future of the true Luna.” She whispers. In that instant, Falcon morphs back into a huge sandy-colored beast, half man, half wolf, and lunges for her. She screams violently, her sobs echoing through the night as I watch on in horror. She is a lifeless heap on the ground, laying in a pool of her own blood.

Leone’s voice cut in sharply ,“Keep talking both of you. I will remember every word once the festival is over.” Freya and I looked at each other, then burst out laughing again. Leone slammed his fist on the table, the sound echoing across the room. The tray rattled. I jumped slightly, but Freya didn’t move an inch. She leaned closer to him, her voice soft but mocking. “Temper, temper.” Leone’s breathing grew heavier. He stood suddenly, towering over us, his shadow falling long across the sofa. His eyes were fixed on me now, dark and unblinking.

Louis poured wine into his glass and took a sip. "I is just trying to make a beautiful path for you, dear, to become Luna. As long as Nash continues to protect her, you will never have a chance." It was clear that Louis knew the truth. "So what father means is that Ruby is completely innocent." My forehead knitted together, but I still seemed confused. "If Ruby is innocent, how can Nash and the rest of the pack blame her?" Louis just laughed at my question. For him, my question was like the funniest joke he had ever heard. And that just makes me even more confused.

The pack later warmed up to me but I have never felt so fulfilled. The girls were happy when I agreed to train them, but Freya was not there and did not belong to the group of girls, indicating that she did not feel bad about what she had done. ----------- A boy my age came up to me and said, "Luna, you were so amazing." "Were you not the guy I saw with Lorenzo?" I enquired. "Yes, Luna. My name is Levi." "Hey Levi, how is your friend doing?" "He left early to meet the Alpha ma'am,"

The tension in the air was thick, every eye locked on the three figures locked in combat—Cora, alone in her vengeance, against Norwan and Natalie, united in their stand. Among the crowd, Don Grego stood frozen, his heart pounding as he watched his daughter fight with a fury he had never seen before. His chest swelled with pride—seeing her take on the rogue she-wolf, proving her strength, proving her worth as Luna. Yet, beneath that pride was something else. A flicker of fear. This was the first time he had seen Natalie fight like this. The first time he had seen her truly unleash. His fingers curled into fists as he swallowed hard, watching her move with a deadly grace, fighting alongside No

Leone fumed with displeasure. Leone is angry, but he lack Courage to go against anyone directly. He is cunning and is like a snake. He works from behind and is very good at back stabbing anyone. Including his own people. He immediately dialled Anton to start a war with 'The Boss'. So that Kairo would become the collateral.