Fullmetal Alchemist Izumi Curtis 소설 & 이야기

Kurt was quick to take the little boy away from Catori's arms before he was squashed in a bone crushing hug. "I've missed you too, Amar. This place is so boring without you," Catori said as she glanced at her mate slyly. Fenris winked in return. "Hey Tori," Alaric and Valentino greeted with loose hugs. Kurt gave her back her child as he and Zayna went to talk a little way off. "I must say, you're doing a pretty good job as the alpha around here. At least the guards at the border aren't total bitches anymore," Alaric said.

"He's dying, damn it! Open the door, or I'll kick it off the hinges!" Lumina's wolf sat up straight inside her chest. That was not a regular wolf. That was a high-ranking wolf, someone with serious Alpha blood in their veins, and they were absolutely terrified. She threw the bolt and pulled the door open. Four massive men in tactical gear shoved past her, carrying a man who looked like he was already halfway to the grave. The air in the room instantly turned heavy, thick with the scent of pine and electricity, the dying aura of an Alpha.

Doris nodded in understanding, but Tammy immediately said, "Curt, I'm really fine." "Your injuries are quite serious, and they require stitches at the hospital. Head there first, and I'll join you after I'm done here." "But—" A single glance from Curtis and Tammy was immediately silenced. She could only reluctantly get up and follow Doris out. Curtis watched Tammy leave before going back upstairs. When he arrived at the door of Margot's room, he stood there and watched the frail, petite figure in the room going on a rampage and breaking things.

Monster. “P-please,” She choked on a sob. “L-let me g-go, please!” I was a fucking monster. 'You are cursed.' A voice started. 'You will never know what it feels like to fall in love or be loved.' 'You shall kill your own mate with your bare hands.' 'You will never know peace as long as you live. You will question your own existence.' 'I curse you, Kaizen Cage!' I immediately took my hands off of Aurora's neck, watching emotionlessly as she fell to the ground trying to catch her breath. She scooted away from me, watching me with wide terrified eyes.

AMANISA’S POV Curtis ran past me. My heart beat loudly against my chest as I walked in after him. My eyes were trained on Curtis's frame and I forgot to admire the decorations on the field. Neither did I take a moment to appreciate the organization of the werewolves and Lycans. “What is the problem, Gamma Curtis?” Kovan questioned and my ears didn't miss the hushed sobs that Curtis was trying hard to hide as he knelt before Kovan. Violet was sitting beside Kovan on a throne… she has a few steps to take before she would take the real throne though.

He set the bowl back down and leaned slightly closer, his voice dropping to a quieter tone. “The less questions you ask, little wolf… the better your chances of getting out of the prison Rolan put you in.” I stared at him, confused, startled, and suddenly more awake than I’d been all morning. “What… what is that supposed to mean?” Before I could fully process his words, he straightened, wiped his hand on his cloak, and finally introduced himself with a small, sharp smile. “I’m Curtis,” he said. “Rolan’s beta.” My heart skipped painfully.

“Fine. I won’t kill you, but in return you must tell me exactly what your evil plan is.” “Alright,” said Curtis. “We got a deal.” He didn’t hesitate on this deal at all. He knew what he did was right. He didn’t want to continue on killing people. He didn’t want to keep invading and stealing from others. He just wanted a peaceful life for his people. “Deal.” "Good. Well done alpha." “Now, what’s your plan.” “Your land-” Austin’s fury blurred through him. Curtis is repeating the same words again. He didn't want to know what he already realized. So he grabbed Curtis’s neck and gripped it hard, squeezing the life out of him.

Curtis, who had a granddaughter involved in extraordinary matters, was no stranger to the world of martial artists. "I'm not interested. What? Are you trying to say that the person who kidnapped me that day wasn't you, but someone deliberately disguised as you?" Curtis scoffed. "That's correct," Felix replied, knowing that Curtis wasn't in the mood to chat. He gestured with his right hand, signaling the young man standing beside him. The young man swiftly tore something at his neck and transformed into an old man. He was none other than Seven from Flair. Curtis was left speechless. He had just watched an ordinary young man of Felix's age suddenly turn into an old man. He wouldn't have believ

“What are you so worried about?” “Hey,” she said. “I’m not going to let anyone see this …” She motioned up and down her body. “… looking frumpy.” “Besides me.” “Well, you’re special,” she teased as she blew me a kiss. I laughed as I walked casually through our condo and opened the front door. Curt was waiting on the other side, dressed in a black suit with a gray shirt beneath. The flecks of gray in his black tie blended beautifully, setting off his deep blue eyes. “Curt! You look great! Please, come in. I’d like you to meet my roommate, Alanna Keel,” I said, gesturing toward her. “Alanna, this is Curt Davis.”

Rage bubbled within me seeing her in that state, my jaw clenching and unclenching as I stepped out of the car. “Put me in charge!” Gerald's voice pounded behind the mental wall I created between us. He was right. I needed him. The barrier between us dissolved, and he took control. As I approached them, Brenda’s eyes shone with a sinister smirk. She turned, preparing to shove Zelda off the cliff. Zelda’s gaze locked onto mine, and in that moment, her eyes flashed to a brilliant golden yellow. Then the mist shocking thing happened, with a sudden, fierce strength, she hurled Brenda far away from where she stood,