Kyle Rayner Gurren Lagann Novels & Stories

Kyle reached us and stood beside me and placed a hand on my shoulder reassuringly. His eyes flicked to Raine who gave him a small smile which he returned. Turning his attention back to Garron, he answered, “We want Hayden to train our soldiers not only because he is the best fighter but he knows where to use his strength and where to use his brain…making fun of a girl. Is that how you or your pack flatter your egos?” Kyle’s voice boomed through the hall and every other alpha seemed to agree with him. There were a few girls who didn’t like all the attention Madeleine was receiving but those were petty girls who I would steer clear of.

The moment they took position around the vehicle, I knew what this was. Rayne Hunter, Alpha of the Pack, had arrived. People standing nearby began whispering and nudging each other. I tensed. The door of the G-Wagon opened, and out stepped Rayne. His green eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses, but even those couldn’t dull the power rolling off of him. His movements were deliberate, controlled—casual, almost—but I could see the storm brimming just beneath. He reached up and pulled the sunglasses off slowly, slipping them into the pocket of his jacket.

He smirked as he thought of his girlfriend blushing when he teases her, giving her the love she deserved and make her feel safe around him. "Your royal highness, the car is ready for your disposal." Warren, his butler, said out of nowhere. The man received the same training as a ninja warrior to protect the princes. His brother Caden, it's true that he got murdered by someone. It wasn't a suicide as the government said so, it was clearly a murder that Rhyker was going to discover. The brutal scene that he watched was when he saw his body flopped up from the ceiling, dark blood covered the white wall and nasty bruises on his fragile body. He executed the bodyguard that failed to protect him,

“Sir Warren, can you get me some cayenne powder? It’s time to make the punishment more interesting and agonizing; interesting for us, agonizing for them.” Raelynn requested politely, making sure to lower her voice. Only the three men could hear her; Raelynn made sure to keep her victims in the dark. It was a surprise for them for not cooperating with her. Although she was the Commander of the battalion, the two men beside Laurier was more capable and experienced than her. She respected them, without putting an air of arrogance in front of them.