Novel & Cerita Ryle Kincaid

"Who?" And who was Kylan? "Our roommate, Chrystal? The Lycan Prince’s ex?" Amy explained. “I heard she has to redo her freshman year and is our roommate—are you her?”

Ayla's pov I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jace is my ride this week, we trade off, and it’s his turn to drive. I’m rearranging my books, trying to figure out which ones I’ll need for homework, when I feel someone step into my space. I look up. Ice blue eyes. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha of Moonridge. Fantastic.

Williams really hoped that she wasn't sleeping on the grave because that would be really crazy and weird. Ariel had been crying for a while now and she didn't look like she was going to stop anytime soon. She wanted enough time to mourn her parents properly. She raised her head from the grave when she felt a sting on her left leg. Something had bitten her. She looked closely and she saw that the insect that bit her was actually not an insect. It was a pin that pierced her skin. A little bit of blood had started oozing out of the spot that she was pierced. She cleaned it with her index finger and she started crying again. She wasn't crying again because of the slight pain that she was feeling

Ryker looked between everyone that was gathered before continuing. “Sara and Leo will team up. Being the two of you are related, you both have a greater bond with each other. The same goes for Julian and Ryan.” He said then stopped talking again as he looked between the others. Ryan Drake, Julian’s twin brother. This was the first time seeing Ryan, other than the picture of him in the folder I had on him. Seeing them stand side by side, it was hard to tell them apart, other than the noticeable scar above Ryan’s left eye.

The cemetery was slowly becoming empty as those who attended left one after the other. The kings and Caitlyn were the only ones remaining after some time. Caitlyn walked to them. "Thank you so much. Your presence means a lot to me, " She managed to force a smile. Her eyes were red and puffy as a result of crying so much. "It's nothing, dear," Madam Scarlett smiled at her. "We'll leave now," Herald told her as they got on their feet. "Thank you so much for attending, " Caitlyn thanked them again. Madam Scarlett stretched out her hands for a hug.

Lily was her best friend and their Beta’s daughter. While Lily and Kate were best friends, Lily did not follow in Kate’s footsteps to become the future Beta. Lily had an older brother, Reid, of a couple years and he had been training for that position. Kate and Reid were also close friends and Kate was happy he would have her back through thick and thin. Reid had met his mate on his 18th birthday and was ready for the challenges that were to come as Beta to the Golden Moon pack.

I'm not sure what I'm looking for, but as long as I'm not looking back to match Rylan's scrutinising gaze, I'm fine. "You know, I would like to meet the Moon Goddess eventually." "She goes by Millicent." "That's useless to know if I never actually meet her," I retort, deciding that the only thing in the fridge I might like is an apple. I pull it out and turn around, facing Rylan. His arms are still over his chest, his gaze heavy with irritation. I take a bite, noticing how he wasn't going to reply as I continue, "Where's Kaden?"

Leonel ~~~ Riley Kincaid. When was the last time I heard that name? Since Jonathan Kincaid’s death, when I slashed his throat in their little living room as I thought everyone was asleep. It turns out everyone wasn’t. I remember hearing a little gasp and turning to find Riley’s blue-green eyes wide at me. She was only a little younger than my 23 (maybe 19) but the look she gave me that day was one you'd give someone far older, who was full of wisdom and still hadn't used it properly.

“I’m alone. I’m… not here to fight, unless I have to.” They hesitated, exchanging a glance, then nodded. One of them—a tall, lean figure with sharp eyes—spoke. “You’re Silver, aren’t you? The one surviving the streets alone?” I nodded cautiously, assessing. “That’s me. And you are?” “Call me Rylen,” the taller one said, voice measured. “This is Kira. We… know about the hunters, about the escalating dangers. We’ve been tracking movements, patterns, whispers. You’ve been active in the city, surviving encounters. That takes skill.”