Naruto Cra Fanfiction Council Bashing 소설 & 이야기

One of them even stood up, clapping his hands as though amused by my boldness. "Aren’t you bold, Luna Anita?" the council member sneered, his voice dripping with condescension. "The nerve to interrupt a council meeting for such a trivial request. Do you think just because you’re Luna, you can barge in and disregard everyone here? If it were Luna Nora here, she would never display such rudeness."

“Are you crazy? I mean…sure…it’s an option. Do you know how scary the Council is? It’s not just made up of werewolves, Winter!” “I know. Trust me, I know. If I can do something, if I could get the Council to back me, then not even Alpha Damian could say anything.” Krista pinched the bridge of her nose. “You are crazy. Where is this crazy coming from? You were the one who just…sucked it up. You were patient and you waited things like this out.” “If I wait this out, I’m going to end up in the hands of maybe not that Beta, but someone else. I don’t think they are going to stop, Kris.”

The councils screamed in horror when they watched a man convulse aggressively as the blood continued coming out from his mouth. I continued tapping the table, waiting for them to answer my proposition. As I darted my eyes at them, they continued flinching, avoiding my gaze because of how intense it was. “Alpha Ashianna, we can't believe you will do this to us! We are part of the councils yet you're blackmailing us to work on you!”

She attacked. He was fast, but angry. Anger makes you sloppy. She ducked under his swing, drove her knife into his thigh, twisted. He roared and slammed her into the wall. Pain exploded in her ribs. “You work for the Council,” she gasped, rolling away. Scar laughed, blood on his teeth. “The Council’s dead. But the idea isn’t. There are still people who think abominations like you should burn.” Luna got to her feet, breathing hard.

He did not show it. He could not. Alpha does not apologize in weakness. But as he stared at the cracked wall where his fist had struck— He understood something terrifying. The Council had tried to break her. He had done it faster. And the fracture between them was now far more dangerous than the blade ever had been.

“How do you know that?” “I was the daughter, however illegitimate, of the Beta’s. I do remember being dragged to proceedings and meeting as a child, before the Luna faked her own death. They are stuck up old ignorants, who perceive women as silly, hysterical and primal creatures. And they are entirely too self confident snobs, who think they make the world go around and the sun comes up everyday.” She rolls her eyes, her description of the council so precise and spot on I want to laugh. “Damn, baby! That was savage and really fucking hot.” She giggles again, a slight blush caressing her cheeks.

My lips curled into a grin before I realized I was grinning. ‘Alpha Ezra,’ Norton’s voice sliced through the dream. ‘For the love of the Moon, shut it down.’ ‘What?’ I sent back lazily, unwilling to let the vision fade. ‘Everyone can hear you,’ Norton hissed. ‘The council doesn’t need to know about your— he coughed, your “brood of five fantasy.”’

They cleared their throat, ignoring my question. I ground my teeth against each other, a sigh leaving my lips. “Have you all gone deaf?” I snapped, slamming the table in front of me. They jumped back in fear, eyes looking everywhere else, but at my face. Mia laughed. “Don’t you get it, Cristiano?” She asked rhetorically, pointing at each member of the council. “They’re sick of taking orders from a mentally unstable man.” She jabbed, scrunching her nose in the air.

His ugly mouth opened in astonishment at the accusations I threw at him. "How could you insult and accuse the council like that? We are not puppets here, we make the rules to ensure the safety of Lycans. Can't you see we are a dying species? Sometimes extreme measures are required to achieve such goals. That's why it's the council that gets its hands dirty so you Alphas can reign supreme in your packs. You imbecile ungrateful brat."

Something sharp. “You’re blinded by lust,” he said, voice rising now too, matching mine in pitch and venom. “And you’re making decisions that will destroy your pack. The council will never accept her—she’s nothing. No title. No family worth mentioning. You’re gambling everything for someone who doesn’t even belong in this room.” “She belongs everywhere I do,” I snapped. “And if the council doesn’t see that, they can leave.” His mouth curled. “A fantasy. You’re chasing shadows. And when the light hits them, you’ll see nothing was ever real.”