Romans & histoires Jon Snow Death

"He's in prison. Attempted murder." "Attempted murder of…” "Ian." Callista's hands stilled on her cup. "Soren's son was in the squad that was documented as killed during the operation where Zhedya supposedly died." Miller's voice was steady, but something flickered in his eyes. "The official report says Zhedya Hunter was killed in that explosion. But we know that's not true. Soren figured it out. He blamed Ian." A pause. "Thought if he took out the person Zhedya loved most, it would destroy him."

When I woke up I was in a hospital room with a nurse by my bed, taking vitals. “ What happened?” “ You passed out. You were in such a state of shock that your body shut down. Ma'am, did you know you had a heart condition? It's slow, but any more shock you could have died.” “ The doctor will be in shortly to go over some things with you, Ms. Snow. I think it's time to rethink the remainder of your life.” The remainder of my life? Am I dying?.

“You keep saying that. But he was with me. We were together.” Rowan clears his throat. “Let me walk you through what we know.” I nod, though my stomach knots. “You were found in the early morning hours,” he begins, “by a plow truck operator. Your vehicle had gone off the mountain road, halfway down an embankment, nose-first into a snow-filled ditch.” “He approached the vehicle and called emergency services immediately,” Rowan continues. “You were unconscious, showing signs of severe exposure.” “What about Jake?” My voice cracks. “Where was he?”

"Anytime this evening, Lily Jenkins – the one you know as Snow, will be poisoned through food or drink. Or her allergic reaction to a food item will be triggered. She will probably die or survive or manage to escape this tragedy depending on you" "We already have suspicions that someone is out to get rid of Snow. So we should take text messages like this seriously Cody. Don't forget that." Right after Sam spoke, we heard a noise from the living room. We rush to the living room and find Snow collapsed on the floor. There are tiny red spots on her skin, looking like a rashes and she's barely breathing. "Call an ambulance Sam. Call an ambulance!" I order.

ADRIAN Stella was three months old and I was running on approximately two hours of sleep when Maya called with news that Richard Corso had died. "What?" I said, trying to process the information while holding a crying baby. "Heart attack apparently," Maya said. "Jennifer called to let you know. The funeral is Friday." I hung up and told Emma, who was nursing Stella in the nursery. "How do you feel about it?" Emma asked. "I don't know," I admitted. "He tried to destroy us but he's still dead."

Zeke Larson growled in irritation. His face was filled with rage. “Sophie, what do you mean by that? “Is this the time to blame someone? Snow is terrified. Can’t you see that?” Snow Lowell, who was still in his arms, began to sob at just the right moment. Her voice was soft and cloying. “Zeke, don’t blame Sophie… “Her father just passed away. She must be in pain…” She paused, then cried even harder.

“What is it? I thought you said you could handle it yourself? I’m still piecing the evidence together…” “Forget the evidence! Janon’s lost consciousness and I can’t locate a pulse.” Immediately shuffling could be heard as I laid the man on his bed. It was strange, too strange. The man wasn't afraid of it and seemed prepared for death. What could possibly have killed him? Was it the device? Did Rion add new features we didn’t know about? Rion’s device sat on the desk and I went to grab it. After a scan that revealed nothing, my brain worked on overdrive. What was it? What could it be? Everything else that Janon did, I did as well… including the tea…

Nathaniel asked him. “My Beta, Ian Hashwell, and I, had gone out for the day to meet with clients. We returned late in the afternoon and found my guard, Jonas Lasing, severely beaten and unconscious in my office. My desk had been rifled through and the contents of my drawers were scattered on the floor. We took Jonas to the infirmary immediately where the pack doctor, Stacy Gold, started treating him. He was unresponsive and she tested for wolfsbane too late. Jonas died a few days later because the wolfsbane had reached his heart,” Conrad said. “You contacted the Council and laid charges against Sierra Peyton accusing her of this crime, why?” Nathaniel asked him.

She sniffled and shook her head. “Is it true?” Lord Jonah asked. I knew he could not even finish the sentence. Tears were already falling from his eyes before he could speak. “Is my son really dead?” he asked again, this time pressing both hands to his chest. Tears streamed down his face. My own heart felt as if it were tearing apart from the pain. “There is no good news,” Yuvonne replied, standing close beside me. She placed her hand gently on my shoulder to comfort me, but I was not truly present anymore. It felt as if the world around me was shaking, everything moving, while I stood completely still.

And who just literally gave up her physical life for me, was gone. My thoughts were a fucking wreck. I have no idea how long I held her before I laid her on the bed, or what was left of it. That's when I noticed Max across the room. He was clearly dead, Snow’s knife protruded from his chest. I knew that was what killed him, even though I doubt he could have survived the blast either way.