Kill Team: Brood Brothers の小説・ストーリー

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

But Vale had two living brothers, one of them still at Thornwall, and when Vera had told her Alpha the real reason for her journey to Ironveil—not just the Prime documentation, but the blood connection—the Alpha had done what competent Alphas ultimately did with information of that significance: he had brought the family to the table. Two men arrived with Vera in October, both in their sixties, both carrying the particular bearing of wolves who had aged into genuine dignity rather than performance. They introduced themselves as Vale's brothers—Rowan and Den—and the first thing Dominic said to them was: "I want you to know that whatever we build here is your choice as much as mine. I'm not lo

Khalid answered his grip on the wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. “Okay…. None taken, I guess. I don’t expect hunters to have hearts or consider that supernatural creatures have as much right to live as you.” I rolled my eyes. “Now, what is up with that dude-bro neonate vampire back there? How do you know him? And why would he be working with the guild?” “Blaine Brook….” Khalid practically growled the name. I didn’t immediately recognize the name, but whomever the guy was, there was bad blood between them. I’ve only heard Khalid use that tone if he was talking about his mother.

It was hot. "You..." Rowland choked out. He grabbed Kendrick’s shoulder. His grip was weak. "You dare..." "I do," Kendrick said. For a moment they stood frozen. The brothers were locked together by the steel. The war raged around them but they were the only two people on earth. Kendrick felt the pulse of the blade. He felt the life inside his brother. He could kill him. It would be easy. One push. One twist. The threat would be gone. The war might end.

They could not help saying, “It’s over. These are the Four Brothers of the Evans who works under Young Lord York! “It is said that these Four Brothers are the Kings of Arms who retired from Country J. Their strength is horrifying! “They had confronted the American Delta Force back then and were undefeated, successfully helping Country J to retain the legendary Namboku Line! “Who could fight such people?! “In Hong Kong and Las Vegas, I’m afraid only a few people like the don of Briewood and the branch leader of Longmen could fight against them, right?” Those second generations knew Vince’s background very well. Thus, they also understood how horrifying the Four Brothers of the Evans were. The

my brother taunts. I’m going to kill Kier.

I had a duty to my pack and life had to go on. Later that evening, as I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my phone buzzed with an incoming call. The name "Damian" appeared on the screen. Where did I know that name from? “Damian is the brother of the Alpha of Dark Brood pack. Interesting that he has our number,” Theo said within me causing me to sit up in alarm. Why would he be calling me? Dark Brood was a pack that lived by their own rules with a reputation for ruthless business dealings and connections to the underworld.

“We have the holy fire, the angel who wings, the shield of God and the one who is not named. Prayer works both ways. If we meet Carnage members, we can pray for a painless death.” Only Killian enjoyed his morbid sense of humour. The human shield patted the only girl on their team and promised to protect her. Zen saw the faint blush on the petite girl’s cheeks. It was a good idea to put them together, after all. Similar to how Jessica could control her berserker lover, the chemistry between the shield and a hypnotist was good. Party Prayer was also well-balanced. Zen decided on Killian as the offence power, the human shield as the tank and defence. Oriole was the supporting party, and Faceles

Alpha Tim asked, pulling me away from my phone. “Yes. I had someone I thought might help.” My words were distracted. “But he wanted to wait for his true mate and he didn’t want me to resent him later.” The alphas all nodded their heads. I slid my phone back into my pocket and tucked that information away. I told them about Nina and Nadine. About Vince. Brandon. And finally, I got to the end. “They call themselves the Brotherhood of Blood.” Thoth stiffened beside me. But my dad furrowed his brow. “Who does?”

Hogan said anxiously, “Father, I wanted to inquire further. Why did you make me accept the task? Tuckson is not an easy man to deal with…” Bradley had just gotten home. He had been away to find out more about the Allens for the past two days. “The Allen Guardians, Samuel and Langley, are dead.” “What?” Hogan was incredulous. Bradley said in a deep voice, “Tre-strike’s young brother, Tony, is dead too.” “What!?” Hogan’s pupils constricted in fear. ‘The act of killing Tre-strike’s younger brother is no different than offending god!’ “Kayson killed them,” said Bradley slowly.