Novel & Cerita Scarlet Witch Captain America

I was stunned to see her with Serena and again with the witches. Serena hates the witches so why is she with them, is that a way of telling us that she doesn't want to associate with the vampires because of what Jessica had told her earlier? I could see the way Serena was glaring daggers at Rodriguez. My gaze went back to my mate, her lips parted in shock immediately after she saw me, I narrowed my gaze directly at trying to convey a message to her without any words.

Ever since that day, the word Captain had more weight than it should. Besides, I hated the hockey team. “Say it,” Zane said, “Say ‘yes Captain.” With a strained voice, I said. “Yes…Captain.” It sounded wrong. Forbidden. Like I was handing over something sacred. Zane tilted his chin, a smirk ghosting across his face. “Good.” His approval made my body shrivel in a way I dare not name. He turned around. He picked up a rope—red—from the desk. My stomach clenched hard. “I thought we agreed on no pain.”

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

I grab my head, twisting to the sound as the pain seeps in through my body. “Xavier,” I swing my arm back. No, she’s a witch! Don’t touch me! I snarl. “Mine!” “No!!!!” I scream at him as my insides rip apart. He separates from me and growls, running over to Elina’s body on the ground. “Elina!” I run towards her, but Silas jumps between her and me as I try to get closer. “Mine.” “She’s…” my head hurts, and my heart is conflicted. But then the image of witches helping my uncle to kill my parents flash in my head.

“Do you think you can come into my pack and disrespect me? She is a member of the Bloodmoon pack and I have a say on whether she leaves the pack or not! “A member of the pack, yet you all did that to her! He scoffed. I want her Devon and I am going to have her. “And I forbid you to have her! She is mine! “What? I thought I heard him say, but the voice sounded was a female voice. I turned and it was Scarlet, her eyes were wide open as she watched us. You rejected me Alpha Devon.

“You got Karl fucking Brennan as your mentor. The ‘captain’. Do you know how many people would kill for that opportunity? You should be grateful, man. This is huge.” Grateful, right. “I don’t mind switching,” I said quietly. “You can have Karl. I’ll take Mike.” Jeff laughed, but it sounded forced. “Yeah, nice try. I’m not giving up Mike, not even for the student body president himself. Besides…” He stopped, studying my face. “What’s really going on? This isn’t about the pairing.” It was about so many things I couldn’t tell him. About golden eyes and sharp teeth and the mark on my neck that still throbbed whenever I thought about it. About being fucked, threatened and used by the damn captain

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

"Until it casts a negative light on the rest of us. What, did you kill another female because you couldn't control your wolf? As everyone has heard,... I ignore what he says more because my thoughts are consumed with the image of Monica's splattered corpse. I find myself peering out at the world through the wolf's eyes as my vision wavers. "There was a time when you ruled this house." I turn and give him a hard look. That is no longer accurate. Alpha, you would be well to keep it in mind. An aroma of bitter orange and cinnamon wafts closer. Citrine.

“I can send Beta Marcus to represent us. You don't have to—” “I'll go.” His eyebrows shot up. “Kaia, you don't have to prove anything. Not to me, not to them.” “I'm not trying to prove anything.” I turned from the window to face him fully. “I'm Princess Kaia Valdris of the Crimson Moon Pack. They invited my pack, they get me.” “Are you sure? Because once we walk in there, there's no hiding who you are. They'll know exactly what you've become.”

They threw her into the back of the armored wolf-transport like she was trash. Then Scarlet was lifted and shoved in right after her, her head hitting the metal side of the door. Pain exploded behind her eyes. Outside, Beta Alaric stood in the shadows, watching the scene unfold. And he… smirked. A cold, ugly smirk full of satisfaction. He waited until the vehicle started to move, then mind-linked Alpha Ronan immediately. “Scarlet has been arrested. She is being taken to the Capital Enforcement Hall right now.”