Novel & Cerita Kenzie Ziegler

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

This was not just an alpha and beta conversation, this was a friend's conversation. “She’s emotional,” he added. “This, this whole plan hinges on a girl who doesn’t even know who she really is.” “She knows enough,” I snapped, though even I heard the hollow edge in my tone. “She knows what I want her to know.” “She’s been pampered,” Mikhail pressed. “Isolated. Sheltered. She’s playing a dangerous game, and you’re wagering everything on her winning.” I poured myself a drink, ignoring the tremble in my fingers as I brought the glass to my lips. “She’s more capable than you think.”

This place had the least concentration of guard and also the longest route to get out of the pack. Since I wanted to escape undetected, I had chosen this path after a lot of consideration. Considering how intelligent Alpha Kyle was, there was no way I was going to be able to fool him. At this time, I could only pray to the moon goddess to let Alpha Kyle think I had taken east or north which were the two fastest routes out of the pack. Though I was gambling with my life for him not to find out quickly, there was nothing I could do if he found out quickly.

“I was an Omega. The weakest in my pack. “You were never an Omega,” Kael said, “Your old pack was blind. They suffocated you with their regulations and their social structure. Your real nature could not breathe in that land. The rejection was the key that unlocked you,” Kael said. He nodded at the spot on my leg. It was almost as if I could sense a warm glow springing from it. "This sign on your leg, it is more than simply a claim. It is a catalyst. And it shall serve to increase your power. Power for you and your child."

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

And finally, it seemed as though I was apart of it. “Where did Kael go?” Ace decides to ask, tapping his spoon against the rim of his tin bowl. “To his own tent. He tries to stay away. Doesn’t want to get attached to none of us,” one of the Silent’s says. She speaks with a rather irritating lisp due to a missing front tooth. Rumour has it, she smashed it out herself to look tougher for Kael. I don’t know how much I believe that. Jess, I think her name is.

She found her grandparents, Mr and Mrs Ziegler, sitting peacefully under a shade, and a table was in front of them, and on top of it was a kettle, two cups, and a plate with two slices of cake. They stared at the maize garden in front of them, whispered to themselves, and then wrote something down. Mrs. Ziegler received a notification on her phone and after reading it, she turned and met Kenzie's eyes. Kenzie approached them, she sat opposite them, her cheeks were bright red, she was there on her bare face without makeup, and she looked pitiful. "You didn't attend the burial, it was today." She said, her voice was almost inaudible.

Now she knew why he'd agreed. Kenzie almost opened the door, but confronting Royce would do no good. What was she doing here? She wasn't trained to fight or shoot a gun. It wasn't like she knew more about dinosaurs than Royce. She'd never even been to a dig site outside of the US. What was she even doing here? Maybe he was right. Maybe this was a mistake. She walked over to her bag on the luggage rack and started to pack. She was zipping it up when Royce opened the connecting door and came back into their room.

Standing up now to pour a glass of wine on the floor to seal Zara’s prayers on Kenzie. Kenzie sniffed. At the verge of tears. Finally, she was letting it out. “When I was on that hospital bed, fighting for my life, I thought I would never see this moment. I’m grateful to be alive and honoured by three Alphas and a virtuous Luna. I promise to serve as a Grand Concubine who protects the interest of this pack.” She said and poured her glass of wine onto the floor too.

Lance answers. I thought I heard his bike, but the screaming drowned out the roaring of his bike. I watch as Everly walks out with Jenna and Zya. I am not sure what they put in the water in this group's neighborhood, but whatever, it made all these women gorgeous. Zya is a few inches taller than Tianya and Kylynn, around 5’6”. Her long curly, chocolate-brown hair ends at the top of her ass. What sets Zya apart from others is her striking bright green-blue eyes. She inherited those from her father. Everything else she got from her mother, including her caramel skin tone. Her mother is a full-blood Samoan and is beautiful. Drew was wise to snatch Zya up when he did. Jenna plops down by Lance a