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He spotted a face tattoo this time, and an extra scar across his left eye. Still, he was unmistakable. Levi fucking Vello. "That little..." He grinned, spread his arms, and began walking over to me. "Yo! Niko! I've been looking all over for you, man!" I'm going to need a fuck load of ibuprofen.

"You think you can sleep with any wolf and call him the Alpha's heir? You'd never be the Luna of this pack or any pack at that!" "I'm not trying to take your pack—" "Leah?" Nikolai's voice cut through. "Leah where are you?" I sighed, deeply relieved at his presence. Even Leah would be scared to do anything crazy in his presence. "Nikolai helppppp!" Leah screamed, crouching down to the ground in pain. "Leah!" Nikolai's voice echoed, as he ran up to where she was crouched. "Thank God you're okay! What happened to you?"

Lionel said, "which one's yours—the one on the left, or the one on the right?" Jamie didn't get a chance to answer before two DNA reports popped up on the screen. "I'm a helpful guy," Lionel said with a faint smirk. "I already did the tests for you. The one on the left is mine. Neither of them is yours." Jamie froze, eyes wide, and turned toward Tracy in disbelief. "That can't be right! You said one of them was mine!" Tracy hesitated for a moment, then covered her mouth as if something had just clicked.

The look in his eyes makes me nervous but I remain still and quiet while I wait for him to start talking "Tony, about an hour ago Nathan, Daniel and Micky found a girl out in the forest. She claimed not to be a Rogue and she didn't smell like one either but she wouldn't tell them who she was. She would only speak to me so I came straight down here." I have no idea who it could be so I remain quiet and wait for him to explain more. The look on his face turns nervous as he takes in a deep breath and runs his free hand through his hair and I snap unable to bear the silence anymore. "Who is it, Nicky?" I feel my whole body tense up suddenly dreading his answer. "Tony, it's Ro-" Before he can fin

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

I wear a demure floor-length flower dress with cap sleeves a sweetheart neckline and long silt exposing one oiled thigh, sitting on the blanket spread out on the floor. Niko sits behind me in a simple white shirt and black pants, the shirt is only burned up halfway revealing his chest, his position relaxed, his feet bare. He did glare at the make-up artist when she came close to him with her bottle of coconut oil indicating at his chest making the poor girl quake in her heels. “Looking into each other’s eyes, Yes! Like so,” the cameraman directs the camera clicking. “Niko places a hand on Lola’s belly, per-fect” is followed by more flashes and clicking.

I wear a demure floor-length flower dress with cap sleeves a sweetheart neckline and long silt exposing one oiled thigh, sitting on the blanket spread out on the floor. Niko sits behind me in a simple white shirt and black pants, the shirt is only burned up halfway revealing his chest, his position relaxed, his feet bare. He did glare at the make-up artist when she came close to him with her bottle of coconut oil indicating at his chest making the poor girl quake in her heels. “Looking into each other’s eyes, Yes! Like so,” the cameraman directs the camera clicking. “Niko places a hand on Lola’s belly, per-fect” is followed by more flashes and clicking.

His toxic masculinity irritates Valerie and he thinks he could draw the girls in and he’s not wrong, he’s the school most important asset, he had won a lot of prizes for the school, an overly skilled basketball player he is. Niko walked like he was a part of the Cullen brother’s, saying hi to the girls. He was wearing a grey sweatpants and a see through singlet, exposing his ripped body and perfectly shaped abs, his hair falling over his face and he dramatically put them back in place, flipping it. “Oh, is he not so beautiful?” Maeve said and Valerie and Camden turned to look at her in utter shock, she’d just said professor Jace was cute and now Niko.

All eyes are glued to her. “Hi,” Nico says, walking over to her with an extended hand, “I’m Niccolò, but my friends call me Nico.” She looks uncertain as she takes his hand. I almost want to roll my eyes. How does she pull off all these personalities? At one time she’s combative and sarcastic, another a seducer, but now, she is a fragile doll. “Corina.” “I know.” Rico strides over to stand next to Nico. “Enrico. You can call me Rico.”

I have been with Nico for a few weeks now and we just keep going and going for the stalking. "I fucking want him, I want to get Linux out of Jirou's grasp," she whispered and ruffles her own hair. Luxian gaze at her properly, watching everything she does. Nico is really enthralling, she looks so innocent but she made sure that her appearance will not look like that. She put piercings, tattoos but seeing her gazing at them with that, she really does look like innocent. She looks like a lost puppy as she gazes at them.