Invincible Peter Cullen の小説・ストーリー

"When Caleb sold you... I knew I had to step in. I couldn't watch from the shadows anymore. I had to bring you into the fortress." "So..." I sniffled, looking at him. "You aren't the monster?" "Oh, I am a monster, Vivian," Julian said darkly. "Make no mistake. I have killed men. I have burned cities. But I am your monster. I exist to keep the other monsters away from you." He stood up, his demeanor shifting back to the cold, lethal protector. He held out his hand for the phone. "Now," he said, his voice turning to steel. "Give me the phone. I need to see exactly which number Luca Vencetti used to call my wife."

And if she had his Claire, he did not know if he would ever see her again. “Dad,” Reed began, but his mother grabbed his wrist and hissed for him to be quiet; he obeyed, despite not wanting to. Peter’s strong chest was heaving up and down as he attempted to hold back his rage. His eyes were no longer his usual dark brown, but a deep gold. He wanted to kill Colin. But he couldn’t, not if he wanted to have the hybrid on his lands and loyal to his pack. “How exactly am I not protecting my pack?” he snapped.

"What do we do now, Peter? What if we're destroyed?" Peter put his glass away and put his feet up on the table, leaning his back against the back of the chair. "Aldric, it's not us who are destroyed," Peter said casually. "What do you mean?" asked Aldric, looking confused. "The suspects here are Charlos, Billy, Yassa, and your mother," Peter replied calmly. "But she's my mom, pet." Peter laughed at that. "So what if she's your mom?" asked Peter, still chuckling softly.

“We agreed you will be a good boy because I have been following up on Vivian’s men but they are not easy to deal with . I can’t figure out where they went but I promise you that as long as you are entertaining Vivian, I will do my best. Spoil her, give her all the wealth that you have in this world. That will be able to compensate for you not fucking her. The end will be what will be important, to find Susan safely and sound” Peter advised.

“Peter is the alpha of the Black Moon Pack. He’s got a reputation for being violent, vicious because of his platform.” Her eyes widened. “I wouldn’t believe anything that you can’t confirm for yourself,” Lucian said. “There’s a lot more at work in the werewolf world than most care to admit.”

"You were passing our information to our enemies; don't you think this mistake is too serious to be forgiven, Peter?" Peter's voice cracked. "I... I was helpless. Those people threatened to kill my family and sell my daughter to a brothel." Max's voice dripped with malice. "Jenna, 25 years old, beautiful. Can I make her my slave?" Dominic's gaze never wavered from Peter. "Do whatever you want with her, Max." Then, his attention snapped back to Peter. "I won't leave you unpunished."

He opened his mouth to respond. Then stilled. His shoulders shifted. And suddenly, Lucy knew. “No,” she said, stepping forward. “Don’t.” But he was already biting down. She saw it too late—the sliver of metal hidden in his jaw. A blade. Coated in silver. Small enough to escape detection. Peter collapsed. Blood spilled from his mouth in thick streams. “NO!” Lucy screamed. Caleb kicked open the gate and dropped beside her, already trying to stop the bleeding. But it was useless.

“There are always people who want to see others live in pain.” If the other party was a core member of the Hellish Training Camp, then everything could be explained. Why would he be rejected when he initially asked for more information? How did Britney manage to escape and still work together with Esme despite saying she wanted revenge? The man behind the curtains was the one pulling all those strings. And how Peter was corrupted despite being a simple researcher. They were very similar to a band of men that worked for the Second Leader. “Sir, should we capture Peter Hall and interrogate him?”

What question can even in its best undo the carnage that has already been done? Peter stood up slowly, but there was nothing unsure about him. He adjusted his suit, gave a small nod to the General, then walked calmly toward Dr. Myles. His calmness was different from Alpha James’. It was less commanding, more controlled, like he was playing a game no one else knew the rules to. “Dr. Myles,” Peter began, smiling politely, “you’ve testified that Billy Campbell had enough wolfsbane in his system to weaken or even kill a rogue. Yes?”

Penking found out who killed Cullen within three days. His name was Viktor. One of Penking’s oldest lieutenants. A man who’d been with him since the beginning. He confessed through a letter smuggled into the prison. I did what needed to be done. Cullen was a threat. Threats get eliminated. That’s how you taught us to operate. I don’t regret it. And I’d do it again. V. Amelia read the letter in Penking’s next visit.