Novel & Cerita Ravenclaw Qualities

“All that matters is that we know who YOU are” “Is that so?” I replied, sticking my chin defiantly in the air. “And who am I?” “You’re the little night wolf, Raven, I believe is your name”. The rogue man smiled bitterly through his teeth. I scoffed with an amused grin. “Little? If you dare to touch me or my friends, you’ll find out just how wrong you are for calling me little”. “Our master said you’d be arrogant! Talking too highly of your wolf when you are neither large or strong”. He sniped in return.

What kind of person was I to elicit such a reaction from her? “Arya, I fell some minutes ago and in the process had a slight concussion. I can't seem to remember any other thing apart from my name. Can you tell me where I am?” I asked. Her gaze immediately moved to my head before she met my eyes. “Sure thing my lady. You are in Ravenclaw Pack, the largest and strongest pack in all three regions under the leadership of Alpha Stephan.” I swallowed, my face turning pale at her words. Ravenclaw pack was the most elusive and dangerous pack in the kingdom.

“You have done well, my love. I missed you but I see the time was well spent. He is a marvel.” “All right, I need to eat. You all forget I require food. That was a long trial for me. Even if the realm favorite finished faster, they had much more curiosity for me. The elementals were much more interesting but I was ready as a caster to handle it all. Then they questioned my loyalty. I got angry and my powers grew. As I rose into the air I questioned their loyalty. I warned them not to test me out of line because my mama and papa and brother are my loyalty and the realm came next. I warned them, if they didn’t finish this blasphemous trial, I would put them on one of their own.” Raven turned a

Lilia messed with the wrong Alpha! "I don't know where she lives, how do I find her?" He asked, going straight to the point which is why I liked him. Raven had a quiet, Stern and strict nature. He could wait till you're about to die die before he saves your ass. He's smart and calculative and doesn't rush to do something drastic, hating my brother's gut over and over again. He loosenes up at times to me but I only get to see that on rare occasions. He acts as if his personality hides a dark secret that might hurt others if he tends to loosen his true self.

Raven squeezed her hand. "You'll love one soon. Wolves have admirable traits that you might appreciate," Raven said as he gently stroked Brienne's hair. "Like?" Brienne asked. "They're loyal, and they had a strong family bond. They are intelligent and strong. Above all, they are resilient," Raven said. "Hmmm," Brienne said. "Darling...what if I told you I'm different?" Raven said. "What different are we talking about?" Brienne asked and looked at him. Rave saw the innocence in her eyes, and it felt like someone was squeezing his heart.

They thought they were plotting my downfall, but every piece they moved on the board was already in my hand. “Just don’t be too surprised if I turn out to be more loyal than you expect,” Rowena murmured to Raven. I nearly smirked at the double edge of it. If Raven only knew which side Rowena’s loyalty truly lay on, she’d tear her throat out where she stood. But that was the beauty of it, Raven trusted her just enough to keep her close. And when the time came, close was exactly where I wanted her. I leaned my head back against the cold stone, closing my eyes for a moment, letting the satisfaction soak in. They call me a monster. They call me poison. Let them. Monsters don’t fall. Poison doesn

I wanted to be feminine tonight and Ted wasn't needed at all. "Iris," He said and took my hands, bringing it to his lips as he placed a soft kiss on all of my knuckles. I felt quite irksome but I had to endure for a reason. "My name is McMahon. I am the Alpha of Ravenclaw," I raised my brows. I had heard about McMahon of Ravenclaw and his rakish habits. Now that I was seeing him in person, I believed the rumors. He had a panty dropping smile and a pair of blue eyes that could undress you. I wasn't going to lie but his eyes were doing something to me.

“Enough!” Every eye turned to the high platform. The Elder’s gaze cut like steel. His voice thundered like a storm. “Clara—you’ve hidden long enough. But you cannot deceive me. Your blood is not Sinclair’s. You belong to Ravenclaw!”

Fake-it’ to his initial nickname, considering the stark contrast between this icy tone and the gentle, almost tender voice he'd used with me since shifting even though he hadn’t said more than three sentences to me. It seemed my mysterious mate had layers I'm yet to uncover. The complexity of his character both intrigued and intimidated me, leaving me uncertain of where I stood. “Please just let me go, I’ll never come back here, I promise you.” The enemy struggled as his pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears. “Sure, you’ll never come back here because I’ll send your head back to your pack.” Talking about pack, I knew this stray wolf was from Ravenclaw, my pack, I could see the mark which is pecu

I decided to give it a try. That evening, I returned home and stared at Raven. He had dark skin and solid muscles. His features were flawless. Otherwise, I would not have spotted him by that dumpster at first glance. "What are you staring at?" Raven asked impatiently. "Do you feel unwell at all?" "No. I'm perfectly fine." Raven had a bad temper and spoke bluntly, nothing like other incubi who were docile and obedient. To check what was actually wrong with him, I reached out to touch him.