Novel & Cerita Kingsley Tealeaf

AUTHOR POV The blood wasn’t gone when Kael Blackthorn slipped past the body. “You’re becoming sloppy,” he told the man shaking against the wall of the alley. “Three weeks to track down one rogue, and you just allowed him to cut your arm open?” The wolf cowered properly this time, pressing his bleeding shoulder to the brick. “Alpha, I....” “Don’t.” Kael’s voice shattered the night air like winter steel. “The next wolf who offers me excuses instead of results will come to him.”

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"I'm your sec…" "I will pay you extra." Kingsley froze and blinked his eyes continuously for a while before turning away from me. He walked closer to the car, opening the door and facing the kids with a wide smile. "Would both of you mind coming out?" I knew he would do anything for extra cash, as he's widely known as a money gobbler. The kids emerged from the car, now standing in front of Kingsley who bent down to their level. "Hi, I'm Kingsley. For today, I will be your tour guide around here, so you have to listen to everything I'm saying. Do you understand that?"

She hesitated, then added thoughtfully, “But tell me… is that how your parents are so rich? I mean… I’m not surprised. You people pay so much on school fees. The hierarchy of that school alone is something else. I’m just a teacher… but you people are lucky to have wealthy parents.” Kingsley smirked slightly. “You’re not just a teacher. You’re my woman.” He leaned closer. “And as long as you’re mine, you don’t need to worry about anything. Just be loyal. I don’t want anything going wrong.”

she addressed herself. Gail snorted. "Moving on, his pack is called Hana, which is Korean for one. Dae-Hyun is a king because he's rich, good looking, gosh it always gets old the third time around, and because he is a brute you do not want to mess with. He's physically and verbally very able to wound you, and out of all three kings, he's most known and more likely to make knuckle to skin contact. If you're thinking he just some chop-slop, think again because the guys has a black belt in judo, taekwondo, and a ten other type of martial arts known to man, or something. To top that, his father, who's Lee Tan of Lee Inc., is partners with Ashwood International so he basically functions as if he

Chapter 771 "Mr. Wright, welcome." Sherman said with a little nervousness. Kingsley took off his black coat, and Sherman took it over and hung it on the coat rack. Then he sat down on the couch. "I don't have coffee, just tea." "Tea is fine..." Kingsley moved his lips and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. She brought a cup of tea and placed it on the table. Kingsley took it up and took a sip. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you cooking something?"

" I asked, tilting my head closer towards Andrews' side and lowering my voice. "We cant he’s the Chancellor, the house is divided, alliances are thin, the only one who could help is King Greil, and he doesn’t do anything, the fairly king doesn’t trust Killian or anyone except for his nephew, prince Claude. "Wait I though Claude is a Seelie?" I asked too confused about it all.

I do, smoothing my dress over my knees. She takes a slow sip of tea before speaking. “I think it’s time you learned more about the Kingsley family. They will all be present at your introduction.” My stomach tightens. “All of them?” “Yes.” She sets her cup down. “The Kingsleys are not a large family, but they are… influential.” Powerful and intimidating is more like it. I brace myself. Eleanor folds her hands neatly in her lap. “My late husband, Clinton Kingsley, was an only child. But he had one first cousin—Victor Kingsley—and three second cousins: Madeline, Gertrude, and Victoria.”

I turned to Kingsley, and he looked shocked as well. “Hunter, I have come here to tell you that Lycan King Alejandro holds grudges against anyone who offended him. So, be rest assured that he is going to come for you sooner than you expected. Even you, Alphas. You had better brace yourselves, because when he strikes, the ground will certainly shake”. Kyrie coldly said, before he left without turning back. As I watched him leave, I gritted my teeth in anger, before glaring at Kingsley.

Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city like he ruled it, which—let’s be honest—he probably did. And there he was. Sitting behind a dark oak desk, flipping through files like I hadn’t just waited three hours to see him. I lingered near the doorway, unsure if I was supposed to walk in or wait to be acknowledged. Leo Kingsley. Older. Sharper. Stronger. His jaw was more defined now, his features more carved, and the tailored black shirt clinging to him did nothing to hide the man he’d grown into. Even the glasses on his face didn’t soften him—they just made him look more dangerous in a calculated, cold way.