Makai Knights 소설 & 이야기

His aura threatened, he entered with his Luna on his right and his Beta on his left and about 20 other pack members. “Welcome to the palace, the North wing is where you would reside, the knights would scan you and take you to your quarters” Celestia said formally as he nodded. The Knights present saluted him as they checked their stuff carefully. “The moon Pack, the pack that resides in the eastern part of the world. The greatest were-healers. Alpha Kai has arrived.” The Knights immediately saluted Alpha Kai, which was much different than Alpha Grayson. Alpha Grayson was a typical boy model with a stoic expression. His blue eyes were dangerously filled with malice.

“I think there’s a little misunderstanding here. I’m Soren Malakai, not Damon—” “No, it’s you.” Camille reaches for his arm. “Knight, that's enough,” she whispers. “You’re embarrassing me.” The words seem to snap him out of a daze. He pulls back and falls into a character completely different from what he displayed moments ago. Meek. Tamed. “Pardon me,” he straightens and clasps Soren’s palm in a firm handshake. “I must have mistaken you for someone else.” “I thought as much.” Soren smiles, but it does not quite reach his eyes.

Theo squished between them with a sleepy squeak, but Malakai only laughed softly under his breath. Harper buried her face against Malakai's shoulder, her tears soaking into his shirt. "You scared me," she whispered shakily. Malakai's arms came around her instinctively, one hand spreading across the middle of her back. "It's okay," he murmured. His palm moved in slow, comforting strokes up and down her spine. "I told you," he whispered. "I'm your knight, remember?" Harper let out a soft, watery laugh against his shoulder. Malakai shifted carefully, sliding one arm under Theo while gently easing Summer's hand from where it had been resting on his chest.

I did as told lifting Malaya to sit next to me. I have him a once over and if it wasn't for his non existent breast, I'd say he's a she. His waist was really small, maybe a 24 or 26, his wider than usual and his ass was fat. He had such a beautiful smile and his eyes were beautiful too. God damn I'm star strucked. "Good morning, my name is Nurse Malakai Crawford and I'll be your nurse from now on. Miss June is on sick leave so I'm her replacement until she gets back" He said smiling politely.

were starting to soften. ​"He did it," Malakai’s voice came from the shadows of the lounge area. He was sitting on the edge of a crate, his face ashen, clutching a heated compress to his neck. "He knelt, Elara. A Blackwood King knelt in the Well of Truth for a 'Glitch' and her mother. I never thought I’d see the day the moon fell out of the sky." ​I turned, looking at him. Malakai looked wrecked, but there was a smirk on his face—a genuine, tired expression of respect.

Standing in the doorway was a man. He was tall, wearing a suit that looked like it was made of shadows. But his face... his face was half-finished. One side was a handsome, smiling man. The other side was a rough, grey mesh of wireframes and uncolored skin. He held a sword that was dripping with black ink. "I remember you," I breathed, my heart cold. "You should," the man said. His voice sounded like two different recordings playing at the same time. "I was the **Original Knight**. Before Rowan. Before the 'Donor' system. I was the one they built for Season 1, Episode 1."

“Doesn’t talk much, but neither does Austin when he’s with his brothers. At least, he doesn’t talk about anything of importance. We have our in-depth life-altering conversations in bed.” “Those are the best kind.” I shrugged. “I wouldn’t know.” “True, but it sounds like you have a good one now, even if he’s kind of bossy.” I snorted. “Bossy doesn’t even begin.” “Mack seems like that too. Knight was a lot more laid back and he opened the door and showed me that chivalry isn’t entirely dead, even amongst the bad-ass motorcycle club sect.” I snorted. “You’re not wrong.”

Kia said, he hadn't left yet. “ H-how did you know?” I stuttered. Was he disappointed? Did this bastard Anakin tell him?? Argh! This can't be good. “ Anakin fights in a peculiar manner that is known only by few people. Not to mention that he is the only knight and person that fights with a katana which he passed down to his regiment,” Kia explained. It felt like my hard work had gone to waste now. Maybe I should just apologize and come clean but I didn't really do anything wrong. I mean, I just trained secretly.

That grin confused Aditya. "Miral?" He questioned her. "Miral ma'am would not even want to spit in front of losers like you. Meet and greet would be the last thing," the peon chuckled. "Mind your language." The peon's tone frustrated Aditya, but still, he was determined to behave. "She was the one who had asked me to tell you this," the peon politely replied with a smirk. END OF FLASHBACK The rage that Aditya was boiling wasn't enough when he heard the voices of trumpets and drums soaring high. It distracted him, and he walked towards his balcony to watch what the pomp and show were for.