Novel & Cerita Rufus Kindred

“Then light me again.” He couldn’t promise peace. She never asked him to. (Years Later) The world never stopped looking. But it grew quieter. Keiran began tending a garden. Tomatoes that never ripened, herbs that wilted. But it gave his hands purpose. Nicole started writing again—poems, scribbled in the backs of receipts and the margins of old books. She never showed them to him. But he found one once, tucked beneath his pillow: I know the ghost in our home is real.

As I was about to continue questioning, Rick in the front seat spoke up. "We've arrived, Alpha." I turned my head and looked at the grand entrance of the estate through the car window. When I glanced at the ancient stone carvings on the outer walls, my heart was suddenly filled with astonishment and unease. Rufus Family from The Red Flame Pack. The first surname on the conspiracy list was from Peter's family?

Zurich. Steel sky. Ice in the wind. And silence that didn’t ask questions. The world moved differently here, precise, subdued, and expensive. Everything was engineered to be invisible: wealth, war, and men like him. Asher Hartwell, or rather, the man who used to be Asher no longer existed in public records. To his team, to clients, to the world at large, he was now Kieran Wolfe. Founder and CEO of Wolfguard.

Rufus retorted, chuckling at the same time. Jasper felt like smashing Rufus at that very moment because he has been the only person trying to spoil his vibes for him. He also hopes that he has not found out about anything but… "You must really think that you are a smart person. Look at him, he even has so many Drudge Vampires around him." Rufus added and shifted his gaze to the Drudge Vampires. Many of them were killed some time ago yet there are still so many of them here. This Jasper is really so unpredictable.

“Are you insane? You want me to sell them out after I've suffered to keep them alive thus far? “Technically, it was me who chose to keep them alive.” Cyrus murmured beneath his breath. “They’re miserable, every single one of them, women and children. And there’s so many of them. What do you intend to do when we can no longer cater to their needs?” “We have the resources!”

Everyone had been reduced to ashes. Rufus had been hiding in a secluded cabin deep within a remote jungle, far from the chaos that had consumed the world he once knew. Over the months, he had grown deeply attached to the baby girl, the last of her kind, the final heir to the royal bloodline—the last of the White Crescents.

Jade replied shamelessly, "Oh, come now, they've known each other since they were kids. We're together! I'll let Allen take Rosie's name if that's fine with you." She then signaled for Allen to come over, but Allen did not budge. My mother smiled and said, "I've told you: it's better for our families to not have any further dealings. Stop all your bullcrap and get straight to the point." Jade's expression turned awkward as she said, "Actually, I came to apologize. Please have mercy on us. The Walters can't take this anymore!" "Why not? But Allen must admit that he was engaged with Rosie, and Lydia has been the third wheeler all along."

A voice said from all about him, “Well done, good and faithful servant; August Wolf Arminius, you have been faithful over a few things. I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joy of your master. Forever.” *** Eyes closed tight, Rufus dreamed of his homeland, a merry place of his childhood, but a dreamy one for certain. In his youth, there had always been Romans. Tales for elders told of a time long ago when there were no such people in the Isle and the Britons ran free. He liked that idea, even if it were a fantasy. It felt good. Smelled good too, like baking bread and the morning wind over the forests after a heavy rain. A terrible scent and loud growls roused him from his l

He doesn’t seem to notice my presence. “Karen is dead, mum,” he says, and my eyes sharply return to him. My heart skips. “According to what I learned, she forced herself on Xaden last night when he was feral.” Everything inside me stills. This woman with the general tag is his mother. And if he’s Xaden’s twin, that means their mother is the Luna of the wolf pack here that Soren told me about. Friends with Hannah’s mother. My chest tightens sharply at everything. The realization, the news he just delivered…everything.

I meant it. However, Lucas just broke down. "I'll never be happy again... I've lost it all," he sobbed. ... I left the house to Lucas, wanting to keep nothing but the memories. Still, I wired 150 thousand dollars to Patrick's account. Not because I was soft, but because I was done with that chapter. I was financially secure, and Lucas had quit his job. I did not want any loose ends. Life got brighter from there. My college buddy and I started an outdoor club right there in town. I met folks who shared my love for the wild, and we would head out on adventures whenever we could.