Novel & Cerita Raven 16

Damon tore his eyes away to glance at Leah subconsciously, who was now glaring daggers at him. He hardly held back a smirk. ‘She was so harmless that her rage was comical.’ "Tell me, is this awarded by the Eastern Veterans’ Relief Center?" His eye twitched at the ridiculous request, but he picked up a plate anyway. He sent a photo of the serial number. A minute later, his phone pinged. "...It isn’t. The serial number isn't in their system." As he said that, Leah looked away with tears in her eyes. Luna Laurent, on the other hand, became pale.

“I want immunity.” I scoffed. “You attacked my mate with chemical weapons. You’re not getting immunity.” “Do you want to know who I work for or not?” Raven challenged. Darren held up a hand, silencing us both. “Start talking. Then we’ll discuss terms.” Raven seemed to consider this, then shrugged. “Fine. I work for the humans.” The room went still. Even Darren, despite his calm facade, stiffened in his chair. “Which humans?” he finally asked, his voice low.

And as the past had taught them, treading cautiously was paramount, lest they lose their way. Raven, the enigma at the center of the twins' whirlwind of emotions, stood before Shade. As he poured out his heart, trying to bridge the gap of understanding, he closely observed her reactions. However, what he saw was not the solace or comprehension he so deeply yearned for. Instead, the transformation in Raven was undeniable and disconcerting. Her eyes, usually akin to pools of clear, vibrant water, now bore the appearance of a guarded fortress. The expressive windows to her soul, which previously reflected warmth and compassion, now mirrored restraint and caution.

“Well, actually… your highness. A car won’t come to pick you up—” “You are coming with me, omega.” Flinching at the deep voice, I turned towards the door, where my eyes met Raven’s. My eyes widened slightly as I took him in. Raven was dressed in a casual dark gray shirt that hugged his chiseled muscles and black jeans. He completed the attire with a black jacket, which he styled with black boots. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows in a hot contrast of black and gray. Through his long hair that hung loose on his shoulders, I could see the silvery dog tag pendant resting over his chest.

Raven I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. Today was the day I would return to Black Stone Group, not as the dutiful wife Emerson expected, but as a woman with a plan. My hair was neatly styled, and my makeup was flawless, every detail carefully crafted to present myself as the perfect, composed wife of the Alpha. But beneath this polished exterior, a storm brewed. This wasn’t just about showing up for work. It was about plotting my revenge, learning Emerson’s secrets, and slowly tearing down the world he thought he controlled.

His deep pink lips parted. “Shane Harley sir.” He introduced himself, sticking his hand out. Mr. Davis had no problems shaking it. Mr. Spencer followed by example. “I’m Raine’s… I mean, Ms. Mcclaren’s shadow for the next few months.” Mr. Davises face beamed. “You should consider yourself a lucky kid!”

Holden noticed her eyes roaming about. " Are you looking for something?" He asked and Raven looked at him. " Not really. I'm just admiring the decorations. It is beautiful" Raven chuckled. " I'll go with this avatar. But make her look a bit taller like as tall as you and her eyes color should be green. Her hair should be dark brown. And oh, I'll like her costume to be matched with a black mask with only her eyes visible" Holden instructed and Raven frowned at him in confusion.

Jacob reassured him confidently. "Half of the men you appointed for this mission are already dead," Raven pointed out skeptically. "I don't trust you, Jacob. Remember, I was the one who revived you. You serve me, and if you fail to deliver what I want, I will not hesitate to kill you." Jacob's eyes flashed with a murderous intent but quickly returned to a calm demeanor. He nodded in acknowledgment. Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's

She rushed towards Raphael. "Raphael, please let him go" she urged him softly. Raphael is oozing power like a burning hot furnace. No one is courageous enough to even lift their heads. But Valerie is trying to pacify him with out any fear, which shocked everyone. Arthur and Anesthesia are tensed. Ravens are known for their impulsive nature. They are worried that the Raven prince would hurt their in anger. What is making them even more worried is that, she just used his first name to address him. She was supposed to use his title.

Ryan's POV The interrogation room exuded an air of cold formality, the atmosphere tense as Raven sat stoically across from me. His usually expressive eyes were now guarded, revealing nothing. I was determined to navigate the labyrinth of truth and deception, to unravel the mysteries that had entwined our packs. "Why did you come to Venice, Raven?" I began, maintaining a steady tone. Raven's gaze met mine, a fleeting shadow of uncertainty or guilt passing through his eyes. "I was here to sign a peace treaty between our packs. It was my father's idea. He thought it would be a step towards unity."