Rick's Son On Walking Dead の小説・ストーリー

" Richard's eyes widened. He could hardly believe that such a cruel and heart-wrenching accusation had come from the mouth of the son he loved the most. After saying everything he wanted to say, Rick didn't spare Richard another glance. He turned and walked away. Richard stared at his son's retreating figure, his lips trembling as though he wanted to say something. But in the end, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed. Scott quickly caught him. "Rick! Dad fainted!" Rick, who had already reached the doorway, paused slightly when he heard Scott's shout. But he still didn't turn back. He simply walked away.

Hidden from everyone, hidden from Ukric, I fed my son, like a father is supposed to do, and told him everything that went on in the pack. When he told me his plan of attack, I didn't object. It didn't affect me that he killed some warriors, but killing Ulric and his family was too much. They are my family, too. Jackson trapped me at home. He said it was for my safety, but I think it was so I wouldn't alert the pack. But that son of the beta Brady, the supposed future Luna of the pack, killed my son. Ulric knows I will break out the pack link and go rogue, but he doesn't know that I will rip Angel's heart out before I go like he did my son.

she grabbed the staggering dark by the arm and dragged him into the bedroom. In the morning, Rick did not immediately understand why he felt so bad. Everything hurt, but especially my head. And no wonder, because he got drunk to such a state for the first time. Mother Firstborn, what will Venira think of him? Although some of yesterday he remembered very well. He especially liked the memories of how the dark one carefully treated his wounds. She didn't even make a joke. Going down to the common room, he found Eir and two guys from the order. They were talking sweetly about something, but as soon as they saw him, they immediately erased the smiles from their faces.