Kurtz From Heart Of Darkness Mga Nobela at Kwento

HEIDI'S POV I stood frozen in the middle of the quiet office. The heavy words hung in the air between us. Kurt just admitted his deepest trauma, and my brain struggled to process the horrific information. The Research Institute hunted my kind. They killed the woman he loved before me. "They... they killed her?" I stuttered. My voice sounded very small in the large room. Kurt nodded his head slowly. He did not look like a terrifying Alpha right now. He looked like a man carrying a massive burden. He lowered his gaze to the wooden floor, and his broad shoulders slumped forward.

They finally understood that the underworld was a ruthless and decisive place. Harvey didn’t seem too bothered by this, though. He knew Keegan was just making a statement in front of him. Kurtis’s incident had nothing to do with him, after all. Kurtis kept banging his head on the ground after hearing those words. “Thank you, Madam Kairi! Thank you, Consultant York! “Other than to apologize, I came to prove my innocence as well! “I’m a perverted man, but I’m not stupid either!

Kurt did a double take and turned toward Frank, studying him for a while. He was certainly surprised to find that Frank was so young—he had never heard of a young man with such profound medicinal skills after reigning in Riverton for so long. "May I have the honor of your name, sir?" he asked. "Frank Lawrence." "What's with that attitude, kiddo?!" The burly man from before was immediately annoyed. Kurt promptly shot him a look. "Be quiet, Bravo." Bravo promptly behaved, while Kurt smiled as he took out a check from his pocket and wrote down a number.

James said “Nervous? About what?” Nancy asked surprised. Kurt was never nervous, one of the many things she liked about him. Just then a black limousine pulled up and the driver got out and opened the door. Grace stepped out and looked around. Kurt was transfixed for a minute by the stunning women in front of him. “Wow, is that Grace? She looks...” James started to say Like the most beautiful creature that has existed? Kurt whispered “Ok, down boy! Remember to play it cool” James said but it was too late, Kurt was rushing over to Grace.

Damien mumbled but Chris’s not paying much attention to hear it. More staffs from his parents company offered their respects, most of them are ‘normal’ employees based on their introductions. Chris remained the fake smile on his face, Kurt being around helped a lot. He felt comfort with him merely being around, the demon suddenly out of the scene really helped too. “Your cousin…” Kurt started but doesn’t know how to finish it. “Is a weird guy?” Chris supplied. The place is empty again, “I don’t know why but he seemed dangerous-no that’s very rude to say, sorry but he really seems off,” Kurt quickly withdrew his words, he’s afraid that Chris might get offended.

He cried like an animal in a slaughter house. This was the only time my pulse raced beneath my skin. This very moment when I was about to cut someone open. Fuck, I could never get used to the thrill. Kurtis was a mess before me. With his hands secured behind him and his knee weeping blood, there was only little he could do in terms of movement. The asshole was stuck before me—like I wanted. "Please, man," snot and tears ran trails down his face. "I'm sorry..."

Kurt was also smirking now, no longer holding a straight face. I internalized my eye roll at the fact this kid was supposed to be an Alpha, well, if he ever stepped up and took the reins. I would almost feel pity for the Syndicate wolves having to follow him. Almost being the keyword. Fuck those rogue pricks. “Well, that’s the thing.” Kurt smiled and gestured to a statue blocking the hallway. I frowned and looked at the statue. It looked eerily like Clement. Like an exact replica of the young wolf. Every detail was spot on.

"I just never thought that…" Kurt was one of the bravest and most ruthless of all of Luke's men. Out of all of them, he had been selected to become Luke's personal bodyguard and had assumed this role for many years. Thus, it was safe to say that Kurt was one of the most outstanding fighters in Sea City. Why did he end up like this? This was why Gwen had hesitated when she first laid eyes on him. She could not believe that the formidable man she once knew would end up vulnerable and homeless.

Alex waggled his eyes excitedly tried to persuade Detective Austin next to him. Kurt opened the door of his house unsteadily, kicked the door with his boot to close it, he shook his head trying to stay conscious, his head was so dizzy his mouth had no taste, only bitterness even his heart felt, he stopped and stared at the Frame on the wall in irritation pain, his head also echoed in his mind remember about memory with her… -0-0-0-

Kurt relished the idea of tearing him apart until there was nothing left. Arriving at Dirk's home, Kurt took a deep breath, steadying himself before stepping out of the car. He closed his eyes briefly, relying on his heightened senses to guide him. The faint scent of Dirk's pheromones lingered in the air, leading him to the front door. Following instructions, he cloaked himself, becoming invisible to prying eyes.