Novel & Cerita I Am Number Four Series

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45

Maybe he still believed that if he lowered himself enough, I'd forgive him—just like I had, again and again, across three lifetimes. But this time, he was wrong. I looked at him and said clearly, "There's nothing left to say between us. It's over. The man I'm marrying is Jace." I had given him three chances—three lives. And each time, he had used that love to destroy me. Even to kill me. This time, I only wanted peace. I only wanted Jace. Something in my certainty seemed to break Lance. He lowered his head, shoulders trembling like a scolded child.

They would act as per Wolf’s code. 4 was a number that was unlucky in a certain country’s religion. That was why, in their group, this triple 4 number only meant one thing. On the other side of the call, Nexus, who just put down his phone, looked back at the woman behind him. “He said 444.” “Complete annihilation,” said Ashley. Gone was her hysterics. Gone was the fear in her eyes. And gone were the tears streaming down her eyes earlier. As she stood at rooftop of the skyscraper that overlooked the entire north bridge, she looked down at the street situated across them. Her eyes pinned on the SUV surrounded by the military’s high-power vehicles.

I don't want to cause a war over a flower. As beautiful as the flower is, I didn't want it to stain its name with the blood of soldiers. I didn't want it to be the cause of destruction, nor of breaking the peace contact that was established between the four kingdoms. It is about 5:00 in the afternoon and I am still sitting here on a log looking at the beautiful tree with its flowers almost ready, I close my eyes when a strong wind blows past me, when I open my eyes there he is again the Iceman, he was looking at me, with his crown shining. His gaze caused me all the unfamiliar feeling.

“Mr. Smith! The baby is almost out of breath. We’re performing CPR… If you truly care about him, come over quickly to save him!” Hearing that, Susan’s smile deepened. “Eason, there’s no time left. Are you signing or not?” My hands trembled as I reached for the pen. Bang! The door was slammed open. My grandfather’s butler, Sam, burst in with four bodyguards dressed in black. Sam shouted, “It’s wrong! Everything is wrong!”

The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

I expected to hear my neck crack as it hit the hard ground, but strong arms caught my fall and pressed me close to a warm body. My heart began to beat faster. “What is your name?” my eyes darted to another man approaching us, all having the same face, and I shuddered at how identical they were. Sweet goddess, quadruplets?! How was anyone supposed to tell four of them apart?! They smiled at once, and then one said, “No one ever does.” I squeaked, clamping a hand over my mouth. There was no doubt about the fact that I was mute. Words weren’t coming out from my mouth now, so how were they reading my thoughts?

Fabian hit the floor like a dog face-planting in the dirt, groaning in pain. His lackey, Chester, grabbed a chair and swung it at me after seeing him getting hit. I dodged to the side, kicked him hard in the butt, and sent him crashing into the pile of wreaths. Fabian scrambled up from the ground with his fleshy face twisted in fury. “Are you tired of living, Mattie? Do you have any idea where the Jeffersons stand in Cirrus? Even having ten lives would not save you!” I curled my lips. There weren’t many people in this world who could take my life.

Even Luna chuckled softly, and the atmosphere grew light and cheerful—until it didn’t. The room fell silent when an elderly woman in a white hood entered, holding a wooden staff carved with light symbols. Everyone stood in respect. The seer—looked right at me. Or maybe through me. Her eyes were cloudy, ancient, and knowing. “I see four lights surrounding you, daughter of Mystic Guardian,” she said slowly. “Four bonds. Four destinies.” The room froze. “Four… mates?” Luna whispered. My breath caught. Zion stared at me, stunned, while trying to process what he’d just heard.