Four Bfb Mga Nobela at Kwento

Evelynn POV Maddox drummed his fingers on the table, the heavy rings clicking against the wood. “You really want to know who we are, sweetheart? Fine.” “We’re brothers,” he said. “Not all by blood -but by patch. Ironfang isn’t just a pack, it’s a club. Our land’s out west, behind chain link and barbed wire, old factory grounds turned fortress. Bikes lined up shoulder to shoulder, oil stains on the concrete, and our colors on every wall. That’s our headquarters. That’s where we run things. That’s where outsiders learn quick if they’re friend or prey.”

FOUR ALPHA THEO'S POV I watched them drag her away without saying a word. I turned to face Leo only to see that he was numb, he had his hands on his lap as he sat down in a corner, looking into space. I turned to look at Austin too, and he wasn't faring better. He looked like someone who had just gotten the worst revelation of his life, and he looked dumbfounded. I realized he wasn't in the mood to make any decisions either.

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

It’s one of those moments that’s insignificant in the grand scheme of things, yet it suddenly clicks that this person is going to become irreplaceable. Mateo makes his way back to the living room with Lucas and his little brother Giano in tow. Seeing this, Rob quits trying to goad Alex into a rematch and instead yells for everyone to make their way outside for a game of soccer. The boy practically bounds out the house, most likely assuming he’ll redeem himself. He’s got a good chance – Alex might be stronger, but Rob’s long legs give him a speed advantage. Despite how gangly Rob seems, soccer is his niche.

"Hendrix Griffon, welcome to The Fab F.O.U.R.! Get ready for the ride of your life." It was definitely going to be a bumpy one.