Is Taka Scar In Lion King 소설 & 이야기

Amara fired back. “Can you two f*cking stop and just get our sister away from that psychotic desperate pretending bitch!” Another guy said. “Right, Alvin, so why don't you get her?” Amara mocked him. “Okay, then—” Alvin was cut off when Tiara carry me again and finally gets me inside her car! I struggled and try to get out but she locked the car door. “HELP! HELP ME! I DON'T LIKE HER! PLEASE!” I screamed while tears are streaming down my face.

How do you go four ounds without tiring out? Even I, am surprised I’m still breathing well after all the energy expended. My wolf spake, “Sex-hungry, bastard.” I allowed him do his wish and he grinned in delight. After a minutes, he was done and laid back to hear me out. “Now what is it you want to know?” He asked as he pant heavily. “Your scar. How dod you get it?” I asked again. “Quite an adventure, you see,” he started. “But contrary to what you might think, it isn't from battle or any fight. I got this from a woman,” he laughed.

We were just there standing at the entrance as everyone murmured and stared at us. “No.” he whispered and I squirmed at his response. If he thought this was the time to be cute and funny, then he was mistaken. “No love, we can't. You're my Luna, Kieran. You're the Luna of this pack. There's no turning back now. Take your rightful position by my side” he explained and although he was right, I was still scared shitless. Maybe, just maybe, I had dug my own grave. “Xander, wait…” the rest of my words died on the tip of my tongue as Xander interlocked my hands in his. Without so much as a warning, he pulled me deeper into the room.

His voice shook as he stepped back, bowing again before dashing out of my presence. My knees weakened, and I quickly snatched the towel from the floor, clutching it against me. Slamming the door shut behind him. I blinked several times, replaying the word he had spoken just moments ago. Mate. “Scar… did you hear that? Could you feel his wolf?” “Yes,” Scar purred softly. “But he doesn’t have one. I can’t sense it. He feels… innocent, pure of heart. Different.” “I can’t feel it either.” My voice dropped as I trudged toward the bathroom, steam curling around me.

“It usually happens to pups who are extremely gifted… who awaken their wolf too early.” “Oh.” A sob slipped out before I could swallow it. I pressed my hand to my mouth but it didn’t help. “There might be... a chance,” he added carefully. “There’s an experimental inhibitor. I can try to get Niko into the program. We’d just have to… wait for a miracle.” A miracle. Torren. I needed to tell him. Maybe he could pull strings — use his power, his name. He was still his father. Our Alpha. “Torren, I really need to talk to you. It’s about Niko.”

Serena's POV Bianca froze. "Bianca, what gives you the right to tell me to stay in my place? The family's pampered princess, the trust fund shareholder?" "You're the one always sitting pretty on unearned privilege. Who are you to lecture me about not fighting for what's mine?" "You—!" Her eyes reddened instantly. "Serena, I—" Her eyes filled with crocodile tears on cue. But I wasn't done. "And since you brought up my scar, let's talk about how I got it. Do you remember what you did to me when we were ten?"

He picked up a sickle, felt the tip with his finger, and nodded approvingly. He made his way to Kilan who had no shirt on only his shorts and placed the tip of the sickle on his nipple, dragging the weapon down and drawing a thin string of blood with it. I knew he would want to take more than a limb. Greedy. “Don’t be greedy. ” The glee on Scar's face faded, he looked like a child whose treat had been snatched away.

Her red eyes blazed as she pointed a finger at me, her voice cutting through the air like a curse. “You will never set foot in my home again, River Scarrow. If you do, I will wipe out every last one of your bloodline. Do you hear me?” I nodded in desperation. Her words sliced deeper than claws. My heart pounded in terror as I rose to my feet acknowledging the fact that the Luna had just spared me—but her promise was clear. Next time, she wouldn’t. My eyes strayed to Densmore and I found him watching me, his eyes void of emotion - a mask that warriors were trained to have.

He gestured to his sweater and pajama trousers. "Didn't you watch The Lion King? Of course, you didn't, you were probably taking piano lessons and learning German, Scar is a lion, he's King Mufasa's brother, and he is a cruel, cunning animal. A predator, if I do say so myself. He killed his brother and wanted to take over the jungle but luckily Simba, King Mufasa's son became the king." I watched his reaction to see if he would be pissed at the nickname but he wasn't. Oddly, it seemed like the name pleased him.

In the flickering firelight, the body of the giant tiger lay beneath the scarred werewolf. I didn't make a mistake; it was the hungry giant tiger that had chased us before! "Hmph! What are you so proud of! That giant tiger was already injured, you just got lucky and took advantage of it!" The sharp and malicious voice was particularly grating. This obviously enraged Scarface, his face flushing red, and he drew his sword with a swish. The scars on his face became vivid with anger, resembling wriggling worms on his face. "Alpha Duke! You're just incompetent and jealous, that's why you'd say such nonsense!"