Ninja Table นิยาย & เรื่องราว

*Chapter 89* The Table* *Word count: ∼1845~words* Day 561 began with a table. Not a stone slab for war councils. Not a log for dividing kills. A real table, built from joint timber, wide enough for twelve wolves to sit without elbowing each other. It sat in the neutral field between Red Fang and River Claw, under a canopy the council had raised in six days. Luna ran her hand over the wood. Still rough. Still smelling of sap and river water.

They entered a large room, with dim lighting. There were only seven tables, each with a small lamp. Six men were sitting at the tables, avoiding eye contact due to the lack of light. The last table was unoccupied and located near the center. Nicoletta gestured for him to take a seat. Björn was surprised when she placed a mini tablet on the table and leaned forward, revealing her cleavage.

Nina said with a sweet smile as she watched me placed the large water and juice in the table without offering a helping hand. Her beautiful brown eyes were fixed on the food on the table as she licked her lips. I giggled in amusement at her reaction,Nina was always the lazy one and the foodi. "Well why don't you make yourself comfortable on the chair but first call your mate." "No need to call me ,I have already being called by these wonderful aroma all thanks to my werewolf senses and I'm sure the others will be awake soon enough."he said and just then two other handsome tall man walk into the kitchen and hurriedly took a sit on the chair digging into their meal.

Nina replied indifferently. "Hmm jealous..." Nathan teased. Nina looked up at the sky filled with stars peering at each other, "who's jealous," she muttered. Nathan could barely contain his laughter at Nina's apparent annoyance. "Okay, let me tell you, the company that will be working with Wils Inc. is the Nittany Company with a beautiful and genius CEO, Nina Evans. "Tsk, not funny," Nina chided. "Yeah, it's not funny, because it's not a joke, it's the truth, baby." Nathan pulled Nina into his arms. "All the legalities are in hand, just waiting for you to come in."

Nina’s eyes flashed and I could feel her aura come out and Nix pushed forward. “I would think long and hard about using your rank against the people sitting at my table pup.” I let Nix take over enough to shift my eyes and fangs. Nina froze and turned to face me. But Nix was already releasing our aura.

Nina made her way back to the makeshift table set up for this endless training session. “Back straight,” came the command. She straightened immediately. “Legs crossed, hands folded in your lap.” She followed every instruction, hoping—praying—that this time, she was getting it right. A pause followed. A long one. Nina’s stomach twisted. Had she messed up again?

She threatened to expose Patrick, so I got him to keep her under control by acknowledging the baby. Then, I got him to transfer her an amount that would be sufficient to get her convicted of extortion. Finally, I took a screenshot of the proof of transaction for record. Patrick was astonished and frightened to see me executing everything so seamlessly.

“Put it over here, near Ralin’s swing.” Rave opened the drawstring and pulled out a tiny black table whose round top was barely four inches across. Leesa stared at the Necromancer’s deadly magical table as Rave set it down on the lawn. The miniature table nearly disappeared in the lush grass. That something so small could be so dangerous seemed ludicrous, but she felt her heart racing nonetheless. Ralin tried to move closer to get a better look at the tiny object his dad had fetched from the woods, but Rave grabbed his hand and held him back.

Jane grabbed a paper and pen from her bag and scribbled down the two options. “We pick blindly,” she declared. She folded the papers and tossed them onto the table before picking first. “Your turn.” She unfolded hers first and squealed. “Nightclub!” I opened mine slowly. Nightclub. Jane swung her arms around in victory. “I WIN!” “Unfortunately.” “Hi, welcome. What can I get for you?” The voice made both of us look up. And my smile disappeared immediately. Nina. The shock on her face matched mine when our eyes met.

Sunny draws 23, and the number 33 matches her. Seeing Nina secretly put the number card beside the table, Sunny disagrees, "Nina, don't be so shy! Aren't you single, either? If you don't want to find a boyfriend now, how about meeting a new friend? Everyone plays together -It's all young people. If you don't think it's appropriate or you don't like them, don't give phone number later." Nina thinks so. Anyway, she is here. Let's make more friends. Go to the special table in order. No. 17 is already sitting there. The back looks familiar. Nina walks towards the man steadily.