Novel & Cerita Magnus Chase 4

And there it is. Exactly what I've been waiting for. "I'm listening." He sighs with relief this time and kisses my nose. "I'll lend you my Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare Remastered game for the weekend, along with that white and black Adidas hoodie you adore. You can keep the hoodie forever. Just promise not to use any loose strand of my hair on it for cloning purposes or anything weird like that," I quip, rolling my eyes. "Is that all I get?" I inquire, suppressing a smile when I notice Max's forlorn expression.

Just stunned, empty silence. I catch Dom smirking from the corner of my eye, his expression downright gleeful. He looks so satisfied that I almost want to chuckle. He’s cute. Finally, Magnus speaks again, but this time, his voice is colder. “If you want to know the truth,” he says, “be at the Zervos pack on Thursday. Alone.” I feel Dom’s hand tighten around mine. Magnus’ voice turns sharp. “If you bring that abomination with you, I won’t say a word. You can kiss your answers—and your chance to shift—goodbye.”

"What do you mean by that? You pretend you don't know us? Oh, or did you have amnesia after the accident?" "Remember this carefully!" another said. "We are masters of dorm two and loyal supporters of B4. Who was it that you swore at? Immediately correct your words, loser!" "Well, he's right. It doesn't matter if you are the brightest student in this school; if you insult Hunter Abraham and the other members of B4, then you will have to face us!" "B4!" Jonea grinned. "True to their name—BEASTS Four, the four of them are monsters!"

My chest tightened. Magnus noticed. “Cassius—?” A noise cut through the dark. Low. Fragile. A whimper. I moved. My wolf surged forward. Claws itched beneath skin. “Wait—” Magnus hissed. “No time.” "Move," I ordered Magnus, already stepping into the darkness. Magnus cursed under his breath but followed. The hunt had begun.

he said cautiously, “with Milton in Alpha Finn’s custody, it’ll be almost impossible to act.” Magnus didn’t reply. He simply shifted his gaze to the surveillance monitor showing his own pack’s borders. The moment he saw Finn’s massive black wolf crossing the boundary, his Beta gasped. “He—he came back to the pack…after three years!” Magnus took another drag of his cigar and muttered, “Seal the territory. No one leaves until my next order.” His Beta froze, realizing a storm was about to descend. Meanwhile, Charles’s car tore down the dirt road away from the Academy. His eyes burned with rage as he mind-linked again, this time someone who could never lie to him.

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

Xavier felt his control snap into something harder, sharper. He nodded once. “Now.” The mages didn’t hesitate. Magic ripped through the air, brilliant and violent, slamming into the hunters in a wave of force that sent bodies flying. Stone cracked, the ground shuddering as power met resistance. Chaos erupted. Xavier didn’t think. He shifted. Fire tore through him as his Lycan surged free, massive and blazing, paws striking earth with force that shook the ground. Heat rolled outward in waves as he charged, Malik’s wolves exploding into motion beside him.

Looking at me with a complicated gaze, she asked, "Major Tomlinson… Would you like to report this to your superiors?" I shook my head. "That won't be necessary. It's a personal matter. There's no reason to bother them about it." Should I barge in there and claw at them like a madwoman? Or cry like a resentful wife about the years we had fought side by side together? There was no point. A man whose heart had already wandered was nothing but an empty shell, even if I won him back. I hurried downstairs, only to be grabbed tightly by the wrist by Nathan, who had chased after me. His breathing was still uneven, his collar askew. "What are you doing here? Did you… hear anything earlier?"

‎ ‎Magnus shoved me into the hallway before I could respond. ‎ ‎"Move," Magnus ordered, checking his watch again. "The convoy leaves in two hours. And you look like a ghost. Put on some rouge. I won't have my prize looking damaged before I even get her home." ‎ ‎I leaned against the wall, clutching my bandaged arm. The bruise on my side throbbed in time with the sting of the needle. ‎ ‎I watched Magnus walk away, his stride confident and predatory. ‎ ‎He didn't see a fiancée. He didn't even see a woman.

Chapter 7 I gasped. I shook my head and just ignore his presence. I have the right to remain silent. I'm still mad at him, he's been pissing me off lately. I might do something that will also passim off. “Answer me.” He said. I just continue what I'm doing right now even though my hand is shaking. I can feel his gaze towards me.