Novel & Cerita Rohan Araki

But the burden of leadership was heavy, and the dangers they faced were growing by the day. “We have allies,” Theo said, breaking the silence. “But we also have enemies, and we need to be prepared for both. Let’s continue with the other packs outside Rysterbia.” He pointed to a region in Southeast Asia. “The Namo Ganga pack, led by Alpha Bhairava. They’re one of the oldest and most respected packs, known for their honour and martial prowess. Bhairava is a warrior, but he’s also a man of great wisdom. Earning their respect will be crucial.”

I said. “Any friend of Garren’s is a friend of ours,” Mildred said. Her black hair was pulled back into tight braids. Her skin was dark and free from any scars Her left ear pierced like Garren’s. Her grey eyes swirled with flakes of gold. “We look forward to tracking down Ryuu for you. So incredible that you got to meet her.” Hunter said. He was just as tall as Garren, but he wasn’t as built. His hair was completely shaved, and a tattoo of a dragon skull went up the side of his head. Scars painted his honey skin like tattoos. I noticed his left ear was also pierced. It must be some kind of form of honour once you are accepted as a warrior.

Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself. "You can't exactly judge," I replied as I pointed to the guy. "He was part of Moon Shadow prior to their downfall. He just hasn't been fully accepted into the pack," Luca said. I could see his fists clenched at his side and I could hear the way in which he was controlling his breathing which only served to make me smile to myself.

They wear white suits which really brought out their handsomeness, though doctor Amol was a bit older than Rohan but Ashwini couldn't help but notice the man's handsomeness. Rohan drew everyone's attention as his tall handsome self stopped at Bobby's table, his eyes never leaving Ashwini. Before he could say a word, Taru stood up from her seat and stretched out her hand to him for a handshake. "Hi handsome, I am Taru Poru." She introduced herself. Rohan broke his stare and stared at Taru. She was beautiful no doubt but not his type, taller than Aishwarya an inch, but that's it. Not to appear rude since everyone was staring at them, he shook hands with her.

her best friend calls her attention. She reverses her eyes with a smile on Erikka. “Yes?” “This is Ranold, I met him a few times already and he makes drinks up to its price! Ranold, this is Ara, the sweetest and only best friend I always mention to you.” “Nice to meet you,” smiles Ronald. “Likewise,” Ara smiled back politely.

My lips lifted into a smile. "What is your name?" His expression was warm and friendly. "Amara. And yours?" I blurted out. Damn, can I not shut my mouth? "My name is Roan." The smile never left his face. I couldn't believe it. He was the beta and very down to earth. Suddenly I spotted an injury on his wrist. I gasped. "Goddess, you are bleeding, Beta Roan." He glanced at his injury and shrugged. "It is fine, it is healing."

It was black, but standing beside it was a man at a podium. We looked at each other for a second. His expression showed a flicker of curiosity that he immediately covered with contempt. I’d bet anything he was the other side’s interpreter, but where was the one who was actually negotiating? “Let’s begin,” Lorenzo said coldly, and the screen lit up as the Zoom call connected. On the other side sat a handsome man in an office, with blond hair slicked back and deep brown eyes. Even through the screen, I could tell he was an Alpha. And more than that... why did he feel like someone I’d met before?

People obeyed, even though they were uncertain. I exchanged a quick glance with Roberto before lowering myself to the ground as well. Roberto lowered himself beside me with the careful neat movement he brought to everything physical, he tucked his legs under him with a natural grace. “Why do they look like pirates?” He whispered. I fought the urge to laugh. “Roberto!” I scolded. “My name is Rakhain.” he said. “I am the heir to the Northern clan, the only son of the leader.” He said the way someone stated the weather.

"I’ll take every insult you throw at me, but not one directed at my father. You don’t get to speak on his name." Rohan didn’t flinch. He simply laughed, that low, mocking sound filling the room. "See? There it is. The emotion...quick to it. That’s what makes you weak, Kane." He walked toward the desk, then casually hopped up to sit on it, glass still in hand. "That girl... Aria. She’s your soft spot. She makes you vulnerable. That’s dangerous in our world." Kane said nothing. Rohan tilted his head. "It’s a shame, really. Marrying your elder brother’s ex-wife? What a mess." His voice held mock concern.

Rohan His reason A thread that had connected them for years, even though they had never talked or met yet, they knew everything about each other, as if they had lived their lives together when they had different lives. He had always known her through Rohan’s words but she was not the person he had heard. Rohan's best friend was bold and confident, but the Raghavi he saw was someone entirely different, timid and helpless and he was aware of the reason behind it. VIKRANT SINGH SHEKHAWAT He was a pure demon, hiding many mysteries within himself, guarding them with his cruelty and she was one of them. He shook his head to drag his head out of her thought as he saw that a man entered with a scarf