Novel & Cerita Pokemon Black 2 Nate

Nate nods "Yeah, there's a blacksmith just a couple roads down from us, he makes everything by hand. They're pretty good pieces. I have a few of my own back home." "Okay let's go there then." I state and we go to walk, but Nate's phone rings. We stop and he takes it out of his pocket and his face grows concerned. "It's Tobias. He wouldn't call unless it's important.." He trails off and I look at him. “Answer it, silly. I'm alright."

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

he says brightly. My stomach drops. “What rumors.” Nate’s eyes glitter with amusement. “That you can’t shift.” I go still. The stable seems to quiet around us, as if even the horses are listening. “I can shift,” I lie. Nate tilts his head, studying me. “Can you?” “Yes.” He steps closer, invading my space with the casual confidence of someone who’s never been denied anything. “Then do it,” he says, voice still playful. “Right now. Just a little. A claw. An eye change. Something.”

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

Says one up front. I sigh. I'm not getting out of this easily. "Nara. Not getting the rest." I look over at Nathaniel . He is twirling the knife around his fingers, with nails polished in chipping black paint. This guy scares the shit out of me. Way more than the front two idiots. He has his hair up in a tiny little pony tail. In front of his ear he has a small tattoo of a snake wrapping around a sword. His plaid joggers have black straps around them, and his short boots seem massive compared to his ankles.

Nate: No, because you need to fix what you've done Me: What? Nate: I am without clothes and I observed that I am full of marks all over my body Something must be done Me: How delicious, I mean... What a shame! How can I help you? Nate: I need you to take care of me Can you do it? Me: With pleasure I'm going back to the room Nate: OK I put my cell phone in my pocket, and enter the elevator. The image of him without clothes comes to my mind, I close my eyes and bite my lip. Pussycat, you're going to drive me crazy!

That's all it takes before the two men both visibly relax, not to a point they trust each other, but enough that the guys standing behind the motorcycle club leader shuffle in our direction and take up spots at one picnic table the furthest away from the others. Nate makes his way back to me before I follow Tabitha into the house to get more dishes, and I pull on his arm to get his attention. "What's all that about?" He smiles. "I'm also a good negotiator. Part of the training." And that's all he says before he laughs, patting Ridge on the back, and takes Emma over to talk to one of the guys in the motorcycle club with the name Ripper on his chest. ...

I raised the sword again, aiming for his left leg. “I'll speak! Please, I'll speak.” He panted heavily. “I'm listening.” I brought the sword down. “My name is Nate, from the Ocean Pack. My Alpha sent me here to spy and gather information about your pack warriors. He is planning a secret attack. He used black magic to conceal my scent, please don't kill me.” He said.

“Look, I don’t know who you are, but my mom doesn’t need any further stress. She just lost her husband. So, I will ask one more time, who is this?” “My name is Nathaniel. I-,” he cut me off before I could finish my sentence. “I know who you are, Nathaniel. Why are you just now calling?” he growled. “I’m sorry, but I really am just calling to check in on Dominique. I don’t mean to cause any trouble.” “She’s at Dad’s grave on the pack lands. As much as I don’t like it, I know mom would probably like to see you. So I will tell my wolves to stand down and let you pass.”

(Moderately long dark blond hair, sharp blue eyes, well built, handsome and 23 years old. NATE- Seemingly carefree and playful Shifter with a responsibility to his Clan and his father to protect and serve his Clans Men. A Guardian. Unlike the rest of the characters in the story so far he is the only other Shifter that is not a Leopard. Instead Nate is Wolf adopted based off of unknown circumstances. A good hearted Shifter, with a flippant nature and a supernatural ability to bind the limbs of others with his mind. (Two different colored eyes (Left is white with black pupil, the right eyes is black with a white rim, Tall, slim, WITH eyebrow piercings, a scar over his left eye and ? years old)