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She stood up and made her way to a photo of Henry and said while sobbing, “Henry, you told me not to let our son and daughter find out about this matter before you passed. Yet, Adrian is now asking me about it and I have a feeling that I can’t hide it anymore. “Henry, you know what your son is like. He has been away for seven years and he’s all grown now. He has the right to learn about what happened and I can’t keep him in the dark anymore.” Upon saying that, Rue turned around and said to Adrian and Samantha, “Adrian, Sam, Henry did establish a scientific research team that studied cancer all year long twenty years ago. “The lab was located in the basement of a nursing hime that existed bac

Henry is a type of guy who gave no fuck to the world, even if it means having his own flesh and blood died before his eyes. "I swear to fucking God, I'll kill you if you're trying to set us up," Xavier hissed as he watched Henry sat comfortably in the swivel chair. They look similar to each other. The three of them, actually. Consider that they have the same mother and their fathers were brothers, they sure look so much like each other. Except that Henry did not inherit Ivanov's typical hair colour. While most Ivanov members have brown as their hair colour, Henry has a blonde.

“You look like you haven’t been outside for months.” Aidan agreed. Still, Henry had the ever-present sharpness in his eyes - cerulean blue – the most noticeable feature the brothers shared. Should he choose to lose his disguise of a middle-aged man going through a midlife crisis and opt for something more decent, he was as much a chick magnet as his brother. Henry smiled at his brother’s remark, then engulfed him in a hug. “It’s good to see you again.” “Good to see you too. Want to join us for dinner?” Hunter asked as he pulled away.

He finally greeted one he regained himself as he remained a few steps away from me. “How are you, Henry?” I inquired as I ensured my phone was deep in my pocket before I slammed the door shut and locked it with a button on the car’s key. “I- I’m fine, sir. Very fine.” He replied almost immediately, a little bit too fast and too rushed with gave away the fact that he was a tad bit afraid of me, and also nervous around me. Everyone was just so afraid of me, it gets annoying sometimes. “Here are the keys.” I said to him with the keys raised up and he reduced the distance between us before reaching up and collecting the key from my grip. Henry was a young adult of either twenty one or twenty two

I say. He nods. I crouch down in front of him. Harold has done a great job of raising his son. I already like Henry a lot and I look forward to the day when he and I can create an alliance together. “How old are you Henry?” I ask him. “Thirteen, Alpha.”

"Wait, young man, my name is Henry and this is my friend Doctor Mrs Collins, she has been searching for her son for a long time now.." The head of the five men did not allow Henry to finished his statement and laugh out so hard Mrs Collins asked him what is funny here? because she did not think Henry was cracking a joke. "I'm sorry if I laughed at your friend but you guys are funny wait how old is the boy you're looking for?" "Six years why?" Mrs Collins replied the head of five men. "And you think he can still be alive after everything?" "Don't you dare say that about my son! Henry let go get down!" Mrs Collins said aggressively

But Oliver's relationship with Henry was different, and Natalie didn't like Henry either. "I'll prepare it myself." Oliver called for Liam and gave him a few instructions regarding the gift. Liam frowned and hesitated, "Sir, is it really a good idea to do this?" Oliver's icy gaze swept over. Liam promptly said, "Yes, I'll take care of it." Henry's grandson, Adrian, is already twenty-two this year and will turn twenty-three in the coming year. Considering Henry himself is only sixty-three, it is evident how promiscuous he was in his younger days to have such a grown-up grandson.

He thought to himself. "No… someone who looks like him, unfortunately." Eve answered back and noticed how Henry hadn't even aged a bit; he was a darn alpha, after all, they aged so slowly, and his unusually fine-looking and rather rumpled look was still the same. Still charming and confident, his once savagely humorous blue eyes now resembled the little hue of a grassy meadow, haggard and dazed.

"How old are you?" Henry chuckled. He knew it was only a matter of time before she asked him that. He drew her close and faced her so he could see her expression. "A hundred and seventy five." Aurora's eyes widened so much that it seemed they would pop out of their sockets. "Years old?" She exclaimed. "That... that would make you... a hundred and fifty seven years older than me." Henry wasn't expecting that and he burst out in laughter. "Oh my love, you're absolutely amusing."

He woke up one day feeling so ill and it spiraled downhill from there. Henry is a strong man and he had never been ill for a day in his life, at his age of 50, he still looked young. The wolf diet has helped him and the rest maintain their agility, vitality and hindered aging most people their age. As his friend and trusted liege, Francis did not like the underlying message that Alexis was implying. Alexis Red is Henry’s cousin. “What do you mean by that?” “Come on. You are a doctor. You can tell if a person is a goner or not. Do not tell me you still see hope at the end of the tunnel for him?”