Novel & Cerita Nathan Drake 4

He went straight to his last unbeatable card. His bat-like wings became bigger, he teeth grew even long and his skin totally chain to beast-like. In short. He was a giant bat with an ugly face. Event were repeating nobody wanted to miss the ultimate combat finally. "You won't stop me!" Nathan shifted fully running towards him. He waited with a smirk looking five times Nathan's wolf's size. Nathan ran till he was close enough then he stretched out his claws to strike but Drake was wise so he caught him right in the air and threw him go the wall.

"What the hell is this?" The door didn't just open; it hit the stopper with a crack that sounded like a bone snapping. Nathan stood there, a wall of tailored charcoal wool and cold, hard violence. His tie was ripped open, his hair a mess from the wind, and his eyes—usually a calculated silver—were now dark, turbulent, and fixed entirely on Drake’s hands against my face. Drake didn't flinch. He didn't even stand up. He just let his thumbs swipe one last time across my cheekbones, drying the salt, before slowly pulling back. He looked at Nathan with the bored expression of a man who owned the room.

She wiped her palm desperately onto her shot to erase his touch. Christopher noticed her wiping away her palm which he just touched. He became angry. "You are disgusted by my touch? Am I that bad looking?" he snapped at her angrily. Drake and Mason flew in their dragon forms and landed in front of Nyra's grandmother's house. Drake is on edge, he wanted to take Nyra back as soon as he can. Even if she is against the idea, he decides to kidnap her if necessary. His bed felt empty and strange without her sleeping beside him.

His eyes turned a deep shade of yellow, his wolf howling and growling before he attacked the elders, killing them mercilessly, and without remorse. He managed to kill nine or ten elders before his body hit the ground, a gun was shot on the back of his head. Nathan froze at the sound of the bullet being fired before he nodded at the men to pull out their own weaponry. Carter handed Nathan his own gun, and taking a step back, I put a hand on Jade’s shoulder, not wanting her to get caught in the ambush.

Please ask them where Tim and my sons are. ‘Nicholas is going to let me drink from him, Dominique. I am going to push the energy into you. It will heal you faster. I hope it gives you enough strength to fight your way out. Or at least breaks your bonds.’ ‘Nathaniel, save your energy. I can feel you wearing down.’ ‘I’ll be fine. I will keep the energy I get from his Beta.’

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

Mason said. On the screen, a live stream from Geneva appeared. The historian Claudia had recruited was speaking to a small but eager press gathering. His voice carried authority, his words cutting. “The Drakes built their empire on trade that crossed forbidden lines. They profited from conflict, carrying goods that fed both sides. While debts may have been repaid, the stain of those choices lingers.” Claudia’s face appeared briefly in the background, her expression cold and triumphant. Noah muted the stream before the board could hear more. He looked at Evelyn. “She released it faster than expected.”

Drake paused for a while and then switched on a large screen television. He pointed at the television. "That over there is a pink colored flash drive which he mostly carries around wherever he goes and it is rumored to contain information that could help in bringing him to the books. Your mission is to get the flash drive and make it go missing without him having to notice."

The De Luca clan poured out, weapons raised. “Take them down!” Drake roared, firing two precise shots that dropped two of Athan’s men instantly. Chaos exploded. Amy moved like lightning, taking cover behind a container and dropping two attackers with clean headshots. “Hayden! Left side!” she shouted. Kate and Bluey provided cover fire from elevated positions while the rest of the top crew pushed forward. Inside the ship, , Drake faced Narla. She circled him with deadly grace, knives glinting in the rain, her wounded arm still bandaged from Athan’s earlier punishment.

Draken stood among Xander and Azure. Nannies were taking care of little Sarah and Nathan. "He's teaching me how to be fast in sparring. Well, the attitude comes from you, Hunter. Don't act so surprised." She muttered and he narrowed his eyes on her. "I can see the decent bones in you rebelling," He pointed. She passed him a cheeky grin. "It's called freedom, Hunter. And it is deliciously tempting." She mused and he flicked her forehead again. She legit stopped the sudden attack but he was too damn fast and landed the hit.