Hetalia Denmark Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Only extinct in this town. Others are spread in different countries, keeping a disguise. I found one by luck. And yes, I would be friends with a hamster if that hamster had the power to help me. So stop your blabbering and get to work.” My teeth clattered as I was almost close to pulling the wood out when Derek’s hand stopped me. He looked angry but his tone was sarcastic, “Bad little slave. I guess Dominic did not teach you some manners.” “He is an Alpha and doesn’t take his name as if you don’t know that you are far below him,” I spat and a slap hit my face. Derek snickered, “I can put that mouth to some good use.” I lifted my head, “Yes, like tearing your flesh away.”

I replied shrugging to show him that it was not a big deal. “I’m sure He will tell you, but they have been dating for a month now.” After the party, I was officially Daniel’s Luna. I never felt so happy in my life like that. Everything felt new in my life– my mate being enthroned alpha, I being crowned his Luna, and knowing that Linda the whore is dating Dylan. The first thing I did was to call my mother to tell her what was going on. She didn't sound too excited, but she was happy for me.

I asked both of them. "Lena here, she recommended me to have my engagement dress design by you." Nadine said as she pointed at Lena. "She's the best, I bet you will love her design." "I can't wait!" Nadine squealed and suddenly her eyes widen, "Oh God.. I almost forgot you're friend with Leo right?" I raised my eyebrows with she mentioned that. "Leo? Leonardo?" "The future king of Denmark." Lena said. "Yes, we know each other." "What a small world!" Nadine said as she turned to Lena. Lena smiled to her and I looked at Lena confused.

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.

Den followed. Devon arched his brows to him. "Have we settled this matter last month?" Den shook his head. I'm afraid not, Alpha. Copenhagen Alpha, Alpha Schiek, said they refuse to have peace talks with our pack. They seek revenge following the death of Iwa..." Den trailed off his sentence. His eyes looked meaningfully at Devon. I arched my brow. "Iwa? Who is that?" I asked myself in a whisper. "Was she some sort of a royalty? A princess?"

A possessive jealousy darkening my spirits even more. “Hmmm, let me check,” Elle says, opening her MacBook, her fingers sprawling across the keyboard in rapid pace. Not even a minute later, she looks up, before turning the screen in my direction. “Found him,” she says in the quiet room, as Damon and I hunch down to see the picture. “His name is Dillon, a warrior from Northern Lakes, who is mated.” “What’s his full name?” I ask, my eyes pitch black as Ares forces himself forward, begging for control.

A quick scan of all the faces tells me everyone is just as confused as I am. Kent paces in my mind, irritated with all our human nonsense. I practically feel the moon heating our skin with Dakota’s touch and my fingers twitch. When I feel Dakota break away, I instinctively want to pull her back and throw her over my shoulder. I don’t care if she’s the Alpha, I am more than still the male in this relationship and I will toss her around if I damn well feel like it. She’ll love it too. “All of you dumb MALES! Everything, EVERY DAMN THING is about what YOU want! You want to make me your Queen,” she shouts, poking her finger into Atlas’ chest. Then she turns and narrows her eyes.

Danish muttered in self-loathing. "Because you can't listen to his thoughts." Vera shrugged. When she noticed him staring at her, she added, "One of the gifts of being an Alpha King's daughter is that I can hear other people's thoughts. But you don't have to worry. I can't hear you. You're a careful Alpha." Danish's lips upturned at her mirthless joke. He held Vera's hand on the desk and squeezed it. "You saved my ass twice in twenty-four hours, Verena. How do I thank you."

The Queen said not really expecting Katie to answer. " I'm sorry Your Highness I'm not sure I understand." Katie asked not really wanting to hear what plot was unfolding. " Well it's all very simple you see. There are people from somewhere in Denmark. We have an alliance with them so we plan to sweeten our relationship and support The Palace. They are going to..." The Queen was interrupted by a group of people bursting into the room.

Henrik, now in his underwear, grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at Dane. “When you find your mate, I’m owed a sneak peek at her tits,” joked Caitlin. Dane could already tell she was perfect for Henrik. “Or his dick. The Moon Goddess works in mysterious ways,” laughed Henrik. “Fuck off,” replied Dane. “I’ve got to go tell the visiting Alpha one of his pack is dead because the warriors couldn’t contact you. Too busy ruining my sheets.” “Oh! Who?” said Caitlin, worry etched on her face. “Uh, Goran, I think his name is.” Dane had almost forgotten she was from Brookvale. He hoped she wasn’t fond of him and he knew Henrik was now thinking the same thing.