Mecha Romane & Geschichten

"Thank you. As I have said, I am your mother, Riley. I know what you're thinking. I should be dead, buried deep within the ground on pack lands with a fabulous headstone. Well, that is not the case. I was supposed to be dead. Yet here we are, alive and well. I was saved, Riley. I'm in my rightful position to serve and protect those who need protection. The Rogue King, Alpha Arthur, saved me. I am his Luna. What you didn't know was that I was born from an Alpha family. They found out I was a firstborn female and tossed me aside. I lived with my grandparents in the Silver Moon Pack. My parents wanted nothing to do with me. I grew up and met your father. That's why I was such a great warrior fo

Agatha said. "I'll be waiting. Thank you so much, Agatha," Silvia said to the lady who told her not to worry as she dropped the call. Her phone rang once again and she paused seeing that number. Silvia breathed in deeply as she answered the call. "Inform Alpha Alonso I had a vision last night in which he destroyed the Moon Pack," She said calmly and there were snickers of joy heard on the other side. "Alpha would be so happy," The guy said and ended the call. Silvia lied about that she had the vision yesterday when in reality she had it two days back. There was so much going on in her head she forgot to inform them about it.

Kristina is hesitant but she answered yes already since there will be no heights anymore. ________

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,