Novel & Cerita Hagrid's Dog

But I didn’t expect that to last much longer. A shiver crept down my spine. The skin under the patch, beneath the black turtleneck, tingled and throbbed. I exhaled. This was hard. But I was doing so well. I deserved a fucking medal for not giving in to instinct and chaining her to the goddamn porch. “There he is,” Adolf muttered. Sure enough, Alpha Kane stood ahead, a heavily pregnant woman brushing her fingers through his brown strands. Six gammas and two servants flanked her.

"I know." "You were with it. The Beast." I took a step toward him, testing the distance. "You called him Fenris. That doesn't sound very... beastly. It sounds like a dog who fetches slippers." "He is not a pet, Marigold." He said my name slowly, carefully, as if it were a foreign word he was learning to pronounce. "And he is not an 'it.' He is the War Hound. The last of his line. He is the only living creature in this castle who does not lie."

“Like the kind that break in and startle me?” “Like those.” She gave him a grimace. “The same that eat my food and prowl around like thugs behind me?” Hagrid suddenly looked less pleased. But a second later he called out. “Hey, you guys, search the place. Take the men. Saint, you stay.” Feet shuffled on linoleum. “Now,” Hagrid continued, his attention back on Gianna, “would you believe me if I told you we’re been having a termite problem as of late? All kinds of vermin that doesn’t belong has been seeping into this territory, and naturally, Maddox is worried.”

“Here’s your killer, Chief. Look at this fucker! Goddamn monster!” He jangled the dog’s body at us as he talked. It looked like a German Shepherd. Maybe a mix with something else. It was big but still had to be a quarter of the size of what I’d seen by the Skoger place. “Caught this fucker out behind the Pamida. Bill Crenshaw’s wife said she’d seen it up round the high school last couple days with a mangy look. Sonofabitch must’ve been rabid and gone after poor ole Pete.”

But he did not voice his suspicions. The bodyguard was observing Xander's expressions. He carefully said, "Mr. Zane, you do know that Mr. Hagrid is a lunatic. None of us know what he'll do when he wakes up. Even his father can't control him. We need you to take care of him more in the future." Xander coldly stared at the bodyguard, "Weren't you the person who said you'd cut ties with me if I stepped out of the courtyard?"

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Goodness, fine!" I helped her stand and she brushed herself off. She glared at all the dogs before lifting her hand. "Sit!" Then, six butts hit the ground. The dogs' tails thudded against the earth and saliva dripped to the grass from panting mouths. She pointed at each one of the dogs and spoke their names, I forgot them all as soon as she spoke them. Except one. Daisy was this huge Bernese Mountain dog with thick fur and a huge loving smile. I already knew she was going to be my favorite. I didn't remember the others, but I knew the Great Dane was Eliza's favorite.

Amren trailed off at the last part. Her face was covered in shock as she quickly searched through another page and saw what raised her suspicion. "......Hagrid, hidden under the sand of time and away from prying eyes, a neighboring city to Orlock, separated by Huge walls and barriers, located in the east. Hagrid, the enigmatic land of vampires ....." Amren whispered these words as her eyes zoomed out to space "Land of the vampires..." Her Brain moving to various dimensions, she had no idea, she remembered the dream clearly that King Cassian Von Vendela was the king of Hagrid, father of Rhysand Von Vendela, the man who named her Amren, who Feyre had a night with.