روايات وقصص ضمن Nikolai Cod

That it was already part of their story. Your father, Nikolai said. Kael. I have heard that name before. He was a legend among the Ancients. The strongest of his generation. The wolf who refused to bow to the Council. They say he died fighting a dozen Shadowborn alone. They say he took down half of them before they killed him. Ela pulled back. She looked at Nikolai's face, at his ice-blue eyes, at the sorrow and wonder mingled there. You knew about him? she asked. You knew and you did not tell me?

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.

Leo’s silver eyes flashed a frantic, desperate amber as his small fingers clawed uselessly at the Alpha's iron forearm. "You still do not understand the true scope of the math, do you, Elena?" Nikolai murmured, his obsidian eyes flashing a lethal, predatory black through the shadows. "You think this was about a few shipping lines and some Wall Street tech patents? I did not spend five years acting as your savior and protector just to inherit your dead father's old, fractured scraps."

he said surly, wiping his mouth with a napkin. Nico ignored his gripe. His even gaze flicked to Olivia and he slightly nodded in greeting. She barely responded with a faint acknowledgement. Some resentment flared in her when she remembered how he stood by and did nothing about Connor. Nico inclined his head respectfully. “A message came, Don. From Viktor Sokolov.” Nero’s chewing slowed. He set the half- drunk glass of orange juice down, his fingers rubbing together like he was idly brushing off the crumbs of the tart he was eating from his hand.

"Ash, everything okay?" Neal stood his ground, hoping Nathan would listen before going on the attack. Nathan was a tiger shifter, the only one in Bull Creek that Neal knew about, and Neal had no doubt the man could rip him and Cody to pieces without breaking a sweat. "Ash is fine," Neal assured the other man. "Cody here was just leaving." He turned to Cody, his eyebrows raised as if daring the man to contradict him. "Isn't that right, Cody?"

“I wasn’t speaking of your body. Don’t tell me you don’t recall any of your displays last night. The things you said to him.” “Him?” My forehead twisted in confusion. “Who is him?” There was indeed a man. Ahh! “Alpha Leonardo. Your favorite beast,” she mocked. “Huh?” My eyes extended, about popping out of their sockets. My hand flew over my cheeks. “What do you mean by ‘Alpha Leonardo?” Slapping my cheeks hard, I tried to remember. But my stupid brain wasn’t working. Why couldn’t I remember a thing. My teeth bit my lower lips hard, sending pain down my spine.

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

A glowing light flickers on his encrypted pack communicator, displaying an urgent message from the Alpha Council Hall. I tilt my head slightly, reading the bright red text flashing across the screen: Emergency Assembly Called: Supreme Alpha King Tronte Nielsen demands the immediate annulment of the Sacred Mate Bond. "Magnus," I whisper, my hand sliding over his chest to point at the screen. "Look." Magnus opens one golden eye, glancing at the flashing message before a dark, lethal smile spreads across his face. "Let him demand whatever he wants. He doesn't know you're already carrying my royal bloodline."

The nightmares didn't seem to be done with me yet. Zero was downstairs, waiting to inform me of something I probably didn't anticipate. Not surprising, if it were from VAR. I turned the doorknob, stepping out as a cool breeze brushed against my face. “I need a break,” I groaned, pushing my body into the open back seat. “I think I'm hallucinating.” Zero chuckled, turning the ignition. The engine roared “Nikolai Cole. An assassin who VAR so blindly trusts… is hallucinating. Biggest joke of the year,” he blurted sarcastically, driving off.

I continued, voice lowering, “but to rebuild and restructure.” “Rebuild what?” Kazuo asked. “The world thinks the YBA is crumbling.” I smirked gently then replied, “Let them, Because while the media watches the smoke, we’ll be moving underground.” I turned to the large iron door behind me. With a nod, it opened slowly—revealing a man in a dark navy suit, his presence cold, clean, and quiet. “This,” I said, pointing at him with my index finger.“is Nikolai Volkov. From Russia.”