Novel & Cerita Nightowl Companion

Power kills added power to the killing wolf so she was stronger now than before. I held my bag close to my body as I left the imposing castles and entered a part with no security lights. The stars were my only aid and even they were obscured by dark clouds. The omega quarters were a few more minutes away. I saw the soft lights in the distance. I couldn’t walk any faster the darkness seemed to be getting darker. I thought the panting coming from the night was me but when the panting turned to a growl I turned around and landed on my ass. An animal with smooth fur black fur like a panther and eyes like green marble. I crawled backwards slowly. This was the beast.

Standing at the base of the wooden steps was Orion Blackthorn. The commander of Nighthowl Systems looked exactly as he had three winters ago—massive, imposing, with roughly cut dark fur lining his leather combat vest and a pair of piercing silver eyes that could read a battlefield in a single glance. He was surrounded by elite engineers and vault keepers, but the moment his gaze caught my form, his entire posture went rigid. The high-ranking Alphas around him fell silent, tracking his sudden shift in focus. Orion stepped away from his inner circle, his boots crushing the gravel as he closed the distance between us, his nostrils flaring slightly as he caught my scent. "Thalia claimed your wol

A beautiful lady was also sitting next to him, their hands holding each other like a perfect couple. 'Mate.' My wolf declared upon landing at the man which made it feel as if everything in the room had frozen to accompany my mate and I only. Joyful emotions completely overwhelmed me, making me giddy with excitement. Finally, I've come across the mate I've been wishing for. "Alpha Oswald, Luna Lorelei. I'm back from the mission." Beta Wyatt says calmly with a bow, interrupting my processing and chaotic thoughts. Alpha Oswald nodded to Wyatt and stared back at my inquisitive gaze calmly. He has mismatched blue eyes at the right and black eyes at the left; a complex glint flickered past his eye

Former prisoners cut through ordinary soldiers, shared experiences binding old pack structures. The Winter Wolf's attuned senses detected something that froze him in recognition - a scent which does not belong in this place, on air which carried pine and winter gusts mixed with the heady lavender smell which had plagued his dreams for months. Lyra. His partner was here, somewhere among troops preparing to attack his enemy's fortress. The realization stimulated clashing impulses of protective instincts, keeping his omega safe from harm, and the need to complete the mission that would give him revenge for the slaughter of his family.

She was crazier than I gave credit for. "Did you draw that crescent moon birthmark on your forehead?" she asked, her voice strained as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. "You are a counterfeit omega, Annalisa. Why would an omega possess a mate? Did someone use a pelican bone to sketch it onto your brow?" I ignored her and did what I should have done since. I walked out of the toilet, deciding to go search for Alexander. Just then, I bumped into someone, almost tripping over but I was caught by a strong pair of arms.

The banquet ended past midnight. Luke sat in the front passenger seat of his Rolls-Royce, pressing his index finger against his temple. He had long, artist's fingers. The glow of the streetlights cast just the right shadow over his face, making his nose bridge more prominent. He looked like a sculpture straight out of a museum. "It's late now. The curfew would already be in effect by the time you return to your dorm."

The emptiness my wolf had felt since our estrangement seemed to lessen with her proximity. I traced the curve of her cheek with my finger, noting the dark circles under her eyes. She hadn't been sleeping well—that much was obvious. "Goodnight," I whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. My wolf settled, content to simply hold its mate after so long. As I adjusted the blanket around us, Olivia's phone lit up on the nightstand. I reached for it, intending to silence it so it wouldn't disturb her sleep. But the name on the screen made my wolf growl.

The omega felt hot liquid stream down from his head. He helplessly whispered his mate's name again before he slipped into unconsciousness. The beta didn't even look back. _ _ _ Check inline comment

I wonder how many of these weirdoes are in there with you. "I have five companions." Asty told him. "And I assume that they all Night Hallows?" he raised a brow. Asty nodded. "Yes, they are." Noelle was deeply worried for her. She wasn't the type who would tell her problems and ask for help. Moreover, the presence of Owl sickened him. How can he listen to their conversations so casually, just like that? He felt anxious. 'She isn't telling us that she was hurt because this moron is around.' he cursed.

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.