Nina Blackwood Voice 소설 & 이야기

"Stop being dumb! Nina wants you at the party. Do as she says!" Just as I stumbled in, Murphy and Nina's friends swarmed over. They hollered, "Zoreen, come play some games with us!" Nina narrowed her eyes like a sly little fox. She said to Sebastian, "I had some cake and now my throat feels a little tight. Darling, could you go upstairs and get me some medication?" Naturally, Sebastian agreed immediately. Nina's warm expression instantly disappeared when Sebastian left. Smirking mockingly, she quipped, "I heard you sacrificed your wolf. Are you able to go about life normally now? Are you even a real wolf?"

All of it fed directly to Seraphina. "Where's Nathan?" Elena demanded. "Good question." Seraphina looked around theatrically. "Nathan Blackwood seems to have disappeared. Such a shame. I had plans for him." She walked closer, her heels clicking on the stone floor. When she stopped, she was five feet from where I lay.

Just air and panic and half-words that died before they formed. Mr. Reynor.” Her voice was steady. Too steady. The kind you used when you’d already made up your mind and you’re just waiting for the other person to catch up. A short, ugly sound left my mouth. Not laughter. Close to it, but not really. “And why is that, Miss Blackwood?” She pinched the bridge of her nose like I was a headache she’d been managing all day and exhaled — hard, loud, like she was blowing out a match. “I’m fine now. I don’t need to be driven around anymore.”

Beta-blooded, politically connected, and apparently someone who had made her interest in the Ashford twins publicly known for several years. She came straight to us. "Kade." She touched his arm like she'd done it a hundred times. "You look extraordinary. Both of you." Her gaze moved to Kane with practiced warmth, then dropped to me with something that took its time becoming a smile. "And this must be the human. The contract." The word landed exactly the way she'd aimed it. "Ariana Blackwood," Kade said, his voice carrying a quiet warning. "Of course." Vivian tilted her head. "We've all heard about you. Brave, coming to something like this. Most people in your position would rest at home." A

That was not nothing. That was Evelyn Blackwood, who had spent sixty-four years managing the Blackwood family’s relationship with the world with the precision of someone who understood that every action was a statement and every inaction was a statement and that the statements accumulated into something that outlasted the individual moments that composed them, making a statement. I went to find Nina.

Her voice softened as she spoke, taking on the gentle cadence she remembered so well. Ethan listened intently, his eyes wide with wonder, reflecting the lamplight like tiny stars. Nina acted out the voices with theatrical flair. She deepened her tone for the grumpy old bear, making it rumble from somewhere low in her chest. She made the rabbit squeaky and nervous, its words tumbling over each other in anxious haste. At one point Ethan giggled, a real laugh that bubbled up spontaneously from somewhere deep inside him. The sound warmed the entire room, filling the shadows with something precious and rare.

“At least tell me what kind of bad shit.” She stops and looks at me with an expression of worry and pity and pretty much nothing good. “Blacktop is into drugs, sex trafficking, blood fight and a whole lot of disgusting stuff. The fucking Alexei you are madly in love with maybe linked to your sister disappearance.”

I roared. “It wasn’t us, Killian,” a voice called from the back, heavy with anxiety. “We swear on our lives. After what happened to Lucian, nobody is dumb enough to even look at her.” “Nobody touches your property, Blackwood,” another added quickly, raising his hands defensively. “The Lot is completely out of it. We don’t play with written notes and blood. That’s not our style.” I scanned their faces one by one, looking for a single crack, a single flicker of hesitation or guilt.

Needed to understand what the hell was happening. Voices filtered through the darkness beyond my cell. Low and angry, arguing about something. "—completely insane," someone was saying. "Do you have any idea what you've done? Who you've taken?" "I know exactly who she is," another voice responded, male and cold. "That's precisely why we took her." "She's Silvia fucking Blackwood!" the first voice hissed. "Former Luna of one of the strongest packs in the region! You don't just kidnap someone like that without consequences!"

“Yes?” “You stayed late after class with Professor R.” The redhead walked over to me and glared. “Why?” I stepped back a step, so I wasn’t breathing her air and raised my eyebrow. “I don’t think that is any of your business. I don’t even know you.” “My name is Nina.” “Okay, I still don’t know what that has to do with me?” I turned to leave, and she grabbed me. “I’m Alpha Nina from the Blackfang.” Nix was sprinting to the surface before I could think of a solution. Her words fell from my mouth as my fangs descended. “If I were you, I would remove your hand from my arm before I rip it off.” My voice dropped low and my eyes flashed.