Ocha Co 소설 & 이야기

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Alpha Kalil mindlinked us and I felt a thorn finally pulled out of my heart. I looked at Nix who slowed down and so did the others. I can hear the birds chirping and the waters smashing to the surface of rocks. The smell of the fresh sea and stinky fishes. The clamor of drunk wolves and their battles grunts. Our paws slowly buried into the fine white sand. We have arrived at the Oceania tribe. I approached Mua and gestured to put down the basket so that I could carry it. “You can take a peek now,” Nix mindlinked the kids. “But don’t come out yet, we still need to walk past the guards.”

*This chapter may contain offensive content, read at your own risk!!!! Do not attempt to replicate any action protrayed in this chapter. Thank you for reading!!!* Trix bit her lip as she stared dazed at the air. She was so high that she could reach the stars. Her head staggered and fell into the shoulders of her best friend, Jordan. Jordan had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and a lean body. He could of been an athlete but Jordan didn't want to become a jock for reasons that were obvious to everyone else except Trix.

Get to know her before I unalive her guard dogs. First thing first, though. I need to locate where the fifth C.H.A.O.S. member is. Oscar isn’t someone I can underestimate. He is the most deadly of the bunch, with him being a psychopath with training and connections. I’ll have to take him out first. Because if I don’t, I’ll lose my head just like my big brother did, god rest his soul.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

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"Do it!" I sprinted toward the maintenance panel, my hands flying over the controls. I didn't need to read the labels; I could *see* the result of every lever I pulled. The pipes hissed and groaned, releasing a thick, blinding curtain of steam into the main tunnel just as the agents rounded the corner. Back in the vault, Leo finished the final line of code. "It’s done! The data is queued. As soon as the main broadcast starts, it’s going to hit every screen in Oakhaven."

That’s when I see him. Chase is seated in the center of the large U-shaped sectional, leaning forward with his elbows resting on his thighs. He’s a brooding giant with the black hood of his sweatshirt slung over his head, the sleeves pushed up to the elbows to expose his corded forearms. A bottle of whiskey dangles from his fingers, halfway spent. A few of his friends are seated around him, one between two girls fighting for his attention, another with a girl pulled onto his lap. Cal, the beer stealer, is kicked back watching two girls dancing on top of a coffee table, a predatory look in his eye.

Just like that, she left. By then, the Cobras already had a feeling that they would lose. Jos was next and she was just fine. The third speaker of the opposing team was just like Jos, so that makes them even. When the rebuttal round begin, I was first. Then came the opposing leader. After all that, the results were announced. But not so quickly. Not without creating suspense. I, Kate and Jos held hands under the table, muttering silent prayers. “And todays winner is...”

26 YEAR LATER: Alex, an Alpha and head of the most powerful, biggest mafia group in the city, entered the club like he owned the place. On his sides were his cousin, brother Mike, and friend Type, his two bodyguards. Alex was very capable of taking care of himself, but he knew he would always be a target.