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"Are you a MOTHER, my MOTHER?! What are you doing here!! What are you supposed to be doing!! I thought... I thought...!" Without warning he collapsed to his knees, one hand stretched out at Tira as though eager to clutch her... perhaps to kill her. Confused shouts and howls now arose from both sides of the battlefield. I looked over to mine and caught the eye of my Beta; she began quickly to dart back and forth before my Pack, silently barking orders to remain where they stood, but to be ready for anything. I shifted my stance, watching, assessing. Beside me Cillium remained still like a chunk of stone, never even having moved once since he had rushed to be there. My golden knight... My Mate

"I bet the old gods sent him." "Perhaps they did. The mystery knight dipped his lance before the king and rode to the end of the lists, where the five champions had their pavilions. You know the three he challenged." "The porcupine knight, the pitchfork knight, and the knight of the twin towers." Bran had heard enough stories to know that. "He was the little crannogman, I told you."

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

My Alpha Of Knight. *************THE END************

"That is understood, Princess. Your brother will guide you, and the senior members of the council. You shall be tutored in every state, protocol and diplomacy. I breathed out gradually, with relief and anxiety. Training would be well, but the experience that danger might fall at any moment still caused my breast to contract. When the meeting was over Rowan took me back to the royal hall, and touched me in the small of the back with his hand, showing that he supported me. The rays of the sun penetrating through the stained-glass windows caught the gold embroidery on his robe and made him appear taller and more commanding than I had recalled. I guess you want to know about the knight, he said,

“We don’t make a habit of burning people’s homes down but that bastard deserves it.” “Who are you people?” Maribell wondered out loud. “We’re the Devil’s Knights, darlin’. You can call me Jude. We’re not like you’re thinking so you can wipe that terrified look off of your face.” The old man said, correctly judging the look on her face without looking at her. “Most of these guys are retired military and they’ve mostly gone legit.” Margo assured her. “Margo has known most of us since she was in diapers.” Jude rambled on.

The old woman had more right to her ambition than they did to disagree. Kain strode off to find the serf leader and his wife and establish a particular committee; he needed his keeper there with him. He wished the young knight were here, but he'd just use the counsel he had on hand. How hard could it be? He truly felt that this was a huge threat to the town they were laboring to create in the woodland part of Redberg. It was a chance he had established in it for the help of these serf folks without surveying, and he got to remedy it.

Claretta skimmed the title of the online novel and Claretta felt dizzy at their behavior. "You're only running out of time on this?" Claritta sighed. "Don't you know? They are handsome and very cool fictional characters. Moreover, the main character of the knight in the story.” The other said that his eyes were like being hit by love arrows. "This novel tells the story of someone who is incarnated in the novel and becomes the main character, namely the Knight," "What's so interesting about the novel?" asked Claretta, still not understanding their excessive interest. “Reincarnation anyway? What the hell is that? Just a superstitious story that has no basis at all." objected Claretta.

He came and knelt. ''Train with me''. He was hesitant to, but he later agreed. We sparred for a few minutes, using the new techniques and moves I learnt from the soldiers training, to defeat him. Although it wasn't easy, because surprisingly, he was good. Breathing heavily, I asked him, ''What's your name''? ''Adrian, Your Majesty. I'm a part of the recruits'' He said, answering my next question. I shook my head. He was good. I sent him back to his post and went for a walk in the garden. I loves the sunflowers. They reminded me of Anita.

While they picked up the pieces of the broken tablet a cold chill crawled down their spine as if a looming shadow was watching over them. War raged all across the 12 rings of New Dawn as the Nobles who led their supporters against the Redrdige royalty while their mercenry forces caused as much chaos throughout the agriculture and financial district while pillaging them at the same time. Victor and his family held their ground as the rebels tried to breach the palace of the Eternal knight as the family made their last stand around the throne of the Great founder. Despite the knights defending the civilian district blood was spilled all across the great ark as hope began to dwindle among the r