Novel & Cerita Favor For A Favor

I kept the questions flowing like I had rehearsed till she interrupted. “... Alpha…Alpha Kael, I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way. She let a whoosh out of her mouth. “It's just that… I'm not used to getting favors from people. All my life, anything I got, I always had to work for it because there was no one there to cater for me. Unfortunately, it has sinked deep into my veins. That's why favors look more like a burden to me.” On hearing those words, the sadness in my heart deepened. I looked at her with pity, still picking my next words. But she cut in again. “But don't worry, I'll eat this because you're literally the only person I trust at this point.”

Fighting injustice against women, and also giving them power. ‘My father does not merely favor me… I am favored by the very core of the pack’s power… the women.’

He owed Thera's rescue of Stacy to himself in a few words, as if he was telling Thera that he wanted to repay her and ask him not to take advantage of Stacy. Stacy tilted his head slightly and looked at him, feeling a warm current flowing through his heart. He was thinking for her so that she would not owe Thera a favor. It had been hard to return favors since ancient times. No matter what Thera's purpose was, she was indeed saved.

I apologized, in case that must have seemed like an offense to her. “It’s fine. By the way, it means if I need you to do something, you have no choice than to do it, to pay me back for the favor I did you.” She mentioned, and let my hand go. It was obvious that she did the favor out of selfish interest. We were both having our way, so why did she think I owed her a favor. Anyways, I was the one at the unlucky end here, so it’s best to go with whatever she says.

He responded plainly. I blinked, confused. "You don't know?" "Yeah. I want a favor from you but I don't know it just yet. Can you take the risk of owing Fabian McConnell a favor?" He asked, his tone hiding a mystery that made me swallow. A favor, it could be anything in this world. It could be my company, it could be my life, it could be a meal, a cup of coffee. It could be anything. It made me so hesitant to respond, but having him as an ambassador would go a long way in my business. It would change things drastically. "Okay. We're in business, Fabian McConnell." He smirked.

“You know, I could make an exception for you next time.” “An exception?” I asked cautiously. He nodded. “Yes. Bring them along. I’ll make sure it’s all cleared.” His tone lowered slightly, more private now. “Of course, I’d need a small favor in return.” The way he said it made my stomach drop. “What kind of favor?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Joshua took a slow step forward. And then another. His eyes darkened, all trace of charm gone. “You know,” he murmured, “something that reminds me of why I like working with you so much.”

Shaking her head, Nala explained, "I'm not entirely sure, but he made it clear that if you accept this, it'll settle the debt of him owing you a favor for saving his life. After that, you're even. No favors owed, no strings attached. "Honestly, for someone as arrogant as Aiden, he does have a shred of honor in him at times." "Repaying a life-saving favor with a mere box? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?" Felix thought to himself. However, Felix didn't care. If it had just been him and Aiden in the courtyard yesterday, there was no way he would've stepped in. The hatred between them was too deep—who in their right mind would save their enemy? Yet, yesterday's circumstances left him no choice. W

She began to pace the room impatiently wanting to give an answer that would advantage her as well. So you want me to forget about you. Now how will I do that when you are my friend from childhood? We have been through so much together and you want me now to forget all that? No can do my friend. You just keep doing what I have asked you to and we will see about that. Deal? Do I have a choice? Actually, you don't. You know, favor for a favor. Like I helped you once upon a time now with your turn to return the favor. If you think I don't care what will happen afterward you are mistaken.

“Please, Patricia. I need you to do me a favor. Just a single favor, please.” Patricia wore an assuring smile. “What’s the favor?” Anna shook her head and made a correction. “It’s not a favor, but a request. Can you grant it, please?” “Tell me and I will do my best.” Patricia said. Anna held Patricia’s hand tighter and locked eyes with her. “Can you make…”

The favor is absolute. I mouthed back: *If that happens, I'll never forgive you.* He smiled coldly. *I don't need your forgiveness. I need your success. Now go. Your window closes in six hours.*