I Stole The First Ranker's Soul Wiki の小説・ストーリー

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

The subject's were allowed in the hall, Adam, Kiara and Isha also walked in. They thumbs up them and Isha clapped. A big bowl of milk was presented to them. "The first person to find the ring will be the first gender of Blood pack heir." Elder Marcus said. They smiled excitedly and the diamond ring was dropped in the milk. Alpha Vincent and Laura put their hands in there while everyone cheered them and jump. Alpha Vincent and laura kept on searching but none of them found it. "I don't think the ring is in here." Alpha Vincent said.

If I climbed, I would slip and die. “Anything else you want to add?” “T-That’s all I know, I promise!” Lei stared at him for a few seconds, the Were terrifyingly stared back at her. “P-Please… I’m sorry. That’s all I truly know!” The girl slowly released him and started walking away. “Oh, and by the way… I never slept with the Auctioneer. This gun is a gift from the Alpha.” “A-Alpha..? What Alpha..?” “Lord Ajax.”

In the first place was me, second was his mother, and third was… blank. How absurd. Just as I was about to leave, I finally attained the first-place ranking I'd waited five years for. But all I felt was exhaustion. "I always thought you'd never leave," Lionel continued hoarsely. "You had such a gentle temper and a tender heart that I felt assured a little affection and a hug when I decided to come back would be enough to keep you in place. "That's why I dared to be reckless, greedy—to bask in your love while testing out feelings for someone else. I was a bastard. Natasha, I was the one who drove you away."

And now I am marked. The word repeats in my head with every step. Marked. Marked. Marked. A claimed Omega. Off-limits to other Alphas. Off-limits to everyone except the one whose teeth fit this wound. I have spent four years hiding my designation, scrubbing my scent, passing as invisible, and in one night, one terrible, reckless night, I have undone all of it. The debt collectors wanted an unclaimed Omega. They wanted collateral. What are they going to do when they find out their asset has been stamped with someone else's ownership?

“Soul quality is an inherent property of YOU. Not even God himself can change that for you.” “Okay…” Meph ignored the profane joke, the alarm in the back of his head sounding loudly, “So what’s my soul quality?” “Give me a minute,” The snake pretended to swing his head as if he was the one doing the work, and the game panel even showed a special effect of scanning Meph’s avatar on the page, only to put a huge, white letter above its head— F. Meph: “…” The snake: “…” This time, even the snake panicked with genuine haste in his voice: “I didn’t lie to you, I swear! I have no record in the whole system of any soul ranked at F! The lowest ever was D. For real!”

"You have two choices, Cassie. You can leave here tonight as the girl who got publicly dumped and humiliated by a scumbag or you can leave as the girl who upgraded." "Upgraded? You are more like a downgrade Dom." Cassie repeated flatly. "Ouch…" "I'm not lying. You are the rogue of the house, why should I be glad I am ending up with you?" "Well I wasn't the one who just got dumped, sweetheart. You dodged a bullet and you're worried about the reputation of your saviour?"

"Tell that to your racing heart, princess." Heat climbed my neck and rushed to my cheeks. "Who are you?" He let the question sit a beat too long. Then, with lazy arrogance: "Kairox." No title. No explanation. Just a name that fit his mouth like a weapon. And it did the trick. I knew exactly who he was. The Alpha of the rogues. Sworn enemy of Orion pack. Sworn enemy of Redthorn pack. Kairox. His name vibrated under my skin. Whatever it was that made me unable to control my body's reactions tugged, as if it wanted me closer to him, to his scent, and I hated the weakness of it. Hated the way my body recognized him when my mind refused.

Behind him stood hundreds of fully armed guards in black armor. On their banners was a symbol that struck fear across the entire continent. The Greedwolf Royals from the Northern Realm. The altar fell into deathly silence. Even the blade in Silas's hand slipped from his fingers and clattered to the ground. "Th-the Greedwolf King…" One elder dropped to his knees, trembling. "It's the ruler of the Northern Realm, Alex Cruz!" My brother, Alex, looked coldly at the nearly suffocating Ronan in his grasp, his voice like judgment from hell itself.

Right before my marking ceremony, I discovered my mate, Fabian, was working with a witch to steal my wolf soul and give it to his first love, Omega Clara Swain. "A potion to expel a pup?" In the back-alley apothecary, the shop's owner looked up, his cloudy eyes fixed on me. "Are you sure about this, little one?" "I'm sure." He set down a test tube. "Once you take this, your child will be gone."