Ingo And Emmet Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You finally came to see me. I won’t say I'm not hurt… I thought we were brothers." I scoffed in disbelief. "Are you really playing the sympathy card? You kicked a pregnant woman in the stomach when you knew she was carrying a pup." I growled coldly, taking out a cigarette to keep my hands from strangling him. I lit it as I watched him, trying to remain calm. "An Elite, remember?" Emmet replied, his eyes watching me calculatingly. "So, she turned out to be your mate, but she’s still one of them."

"If I only took revenge on you, it wouldn't be fun for me. You did the same thing to my mother—like you didn't care about the means or the methods. So why should I give a fuck about yours?" Emmett's expression darkened, pure rage seething beneath his skin. "Fuck... YOU!!!!" Before I could react, he kicked me off with all his strength. I hit the ground hard, the impact knocking the breath from my lungs. But before Emmett could capitalize—Damien was there. Emmett swung—Damien caught the punch mid-air. And then, frantically, he threw his own. There was that Demon Mode again. Emmett's panicked scream cut through the night air as he swung his fists wildly at Damien. But Damien barely had to try—e

Ben glared at Eoin who glared back before he rebuilt the tower and put his arm around Rori. I wondered could it be true Emmett felt they were future mates or that he was a future green wolf guardian one of the Fianna. I sighed I guessed we would cross that bridge when we came to it. Emmett and Gideon entered carrying Chinese take out. They had just placed the food down when we heard Rori crying and Ben was again staring at Eoin. A growl broke from Eoin's lips. "Did Eoin just growl?" Gideon asked Emmett raising an eyebrow. They smirked at each other before realising Eoin had lunged Ben and there was now a baby smackdown wrestling match happening in my front room.