Konoha Regrets Banishing Naruto Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"You will stay here and reflect on what you've done. If you don't apologize to Chloe, consider the mating ceremony postponed indefinitely!" He finished, then turned and left the mansion, holding a sobbing Chloe in his arms. That night, in the dead silence of the house, I went back to that bedroom. I found the shattered moonstone brooch. I picked up one of the sharp, broken pieces and pressed it against the mark on my shoulder—the mark of our mate bond. Searing pain erupted as blood gushed out. I carved the mark that was once my pride from my skin, gritting my teeth as I severed it—and him—from my life forever.

"After finding out about Nanako's pregnancy, they were both shocked, very shocked to be honest. It was unexpected and unsettling. They had no idea what they were supposed to do. My brother was very protective of his beloved and wanted to go ask for her hand from her father right away, but your Nana stopped him, thinking they aught to approach more gently. She made my brother return home, promising she would send somebody with words. Though reluctant, he didn't want to offend his beloved anymore and did exactly as she wanted. Nanako went back to her palace. She was coming up with ways to tell her father about Jin and ask for his blessings. But destiny had a bitter future planned ahead for the

, to kill that bastard, but Naraja couldn't even accomplish any of that cause all he could do was watch as his efforts slip to meaninglessness. Naraja: "G--Goddammit….." And with that all that Naraja could remember after was just darkness and a sense of self-aversion... End of Chapter 1: "Slowly, But Surely."

Edeline “I am not concerned about this anymore,” Conor said, shrugging with a casual smirk. “She is no longer my daughter. She is no longer my concern. She belongs to you now.” Alpha William and Anita exchanged uneasy glances. Tatiana’s face was a mix of hurt and confusion as she looked up at Conor. Conor stood up with a weary sigh. “William, regarding our previous agreement... go ahead and cancel it. I do not have to worry about her anymore. She is your problem now. Do whatever you see fit with these two. They are banished from my pack lands.” He let out a dark chuckle as he started toward the door.

This gotta be put in the historical record. Shadow was seen burying her face into the shaman’s chest, whimpering like an injured animal, then burst out crying. A few moments later, the shama’s masculine arms were robotically embracing Shadow’s head. Shadow hugged her tighter, even though she knew it would be hurting her, she didn’t let her go. Instead, she rubbed her face on the shaman’s chest. “What is going on?” Conan’s complexion tightened with locked shoulders. “I don’t know. Are we getting a yuri route? I assume the fiance she was waiting for was in fact… a man. I mean, an actual man. The man from the birth, though I don’t judge.” Keira blabbering alone.

I forcefully yanked my hand away, completely expressionless. "I don't care for it. I will never go back with you." Rejected, Julian shot up. A flash of stubborn paranoia crossed his eyes. "No! You must come with me!" He gritted his teeth, staring dead at my stomach. "That quack doctor said you miscarried. You suffered such severe trauma in the Frost Dungeon, you absolutely cannot stay in this dangerous place! You must return to North America, and I will use the clan's full power to help you recover..."

And then he couldn't bring himself to look again. He fled that piece of sky and let the tears soak into his god's robe. He had imagined—a thousand times—plunging down out of the clouds, giving up his divinity if he had to, kneeling at her feet and begging her not to be someone else's bride. They had walked through the worst ten years a person could walk through. Together. How could she throw all of him away just like that? But in his line of sight, Elara was leaning into the blacksmith's shoulder, smiling—a small, contented, settled smile.

As my parents dragged me out of the restroom and toward the front door, I didn’t fight back. They thought they were taking me to my execution. They had no idea that everything was going exactly according to my plan. I was walking into the lion’s den on my own terms. I was ready to use my gift from the moon goddess, protect my child, and destroy everyone who had ever tried to break me. I let them drag me through the streets, ignoring the pack members who stared at me and whispered among themselves. Soon, murmurs spread through the crowd, along with curious looks and pointing fingers.

My body hadn’t recovered, not from the bond, not from the rejection, not from the way it had been ripped apart like something disposable. Every step hurts. It felt like something inside me had been hollowed out, leaving behind nothing but echoes of what used to be. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t, going back wasn’t an option. Not after what happened. Not after the way they looked at me. The humiliation clung to me worse than the cold. Night fell faster than I expected. The last traces of light disappeared behind the thick canopy above, swallowed whole by the forest. And then the sounds began. Low growls, movement in the distance.

My mind was a chaos of memory and regret, every failed attempt to reach her replaying like a predator circling a vanishing prey. When we eventually severed our mate bond, I hoped one day she would forgive me and take me back. I was actually hoping it would be today, considering I finally found proof to clear her name. Aria glanced at me once before turning away. “Let’s pretend we never knew each other. You should go, Nathan.” My wolf surged within me. My instincts screamed at the unfairness. I moved, arm out, gripping her wrist. “No!” I growled, the force behind it startled even me. “No…”