Sylus X Rafayel の小説・ストーリー

My gaze flicked briefly back to Zyra’s sleeping form in my mind’s eye, and for a fleeting moment, a softness crept in but it was gone just as quickly, replaced by the cold, precise certainty of what I had just orchestrated. I am Rafeal. And nothing, no betrayal, no deception, would escape me.

“And your conditions?” Rafael turned slightly, already preparing to leave mentally, even if his body stayed still. “I work alone,” he said. “Or with people I choose.” A beat. “And I don’t take orders.” The Secretary studied him carefully. “That’s acceptable,” he finally said. Rafael gave a faint, almost humorless smile. “Good.” Then his tone sharpened slightly. “Because whoever framed us…” His eyes darkened. “…is going to regret choosing De Luna as their target.”

For a long moment, he couldn't get a single word out. He had seen what Sylas was capable of with his own eyes. As long as that man was still breathing, he was going to be a serious threat. Sylas had been hiding for a thousand years, and that meant he had to be planning something. A chill spread through Elijah from the inside out. It wasn't anger that was getting to him so much as a heavy, watchful kind of dread. Rafael was hit even harder. A hard tremor went through his whole body, and his chest started heaving. The air caught in his throat, and he broke into a fit of coughing. The little color left in his face drained right out of it.

His revenge. “Looking for me?” Silas’s voice rang out from the altar like a curse. Rafael turned slowly. Silas stood at the front, dressed in black, a gun in one hand and a cruel smile carved into his face. The years hadn’t dulled his menace. If anything, they’d made him sharper. More dangerous. “I expected more security,” Rafael said coolly. “You’ve been hiding behind others for so long, I figured you forgot how to fight your own battles.”

His expression unreadable, his face shadowed with something darker than anger. “See?” Rafayel murmured with a sly smile. My heart plummeted. What the hell, Rafayel! You’re going to get me killed! ****** LMCD22

Chapter 22: The First Mark Silas Sydney raises her hand to quiet the pack again. "Now to our other announcement. As most of you have heard, I found my mate when I traveled to the Amaris Pack. Silas Youngblood is the third son of the Beta Youngblood family. The goddess has blessed our pack and me with a strong and capable Lumiere." The pack erupts in cheering. An Alpha couple insured stability for the pack, and heaven knows they wanted it.

I said while bowing. Elijah didn't look at me but his eyes were fixed on Rafi. They seemed to be measuring each other's gaze and I felt a sudden build-up of tension. "Elijah Rafael El Valerian," Rafi promised firmly. I was surprised because there was not even the slightest tone of respect coming from him. It's like he's just talking to someone his age. "Rafi Xantheus del Waldorf," Elijah said and I saw how his jaws clenched. del Waldorf? I looked at Rafi and just now noticed his great resemblance to Rostov. Is he related to Rostov?

Stretching my legs out, I peeled off my gloves, flexed my fingers, and reeled in the satisfying ache that reminded me of my triumph. Rafayel approached with firm, confident strides and a glow in his eyes that I couldn’t decipher. The man radiated control. Even now, dressed casually with beads of perspiration dotting his upper lips and rolling down his carved jawline, his presence could still turn heads. He stopped just close enough for the air between us to crackle. Gazing up at him, I wiggled my fingers. “You owe me ten thousand dollars.” When he carelessly ran his long, slender fingers through his hair, my gaze dipped to glimpse the fair skin on his torso when his shirt rode up above his b

I asked, biting down the painful groan threatening to spill out of my throat. “I have but—- Aaron paused for a moment, no other word words— just silence. “But what?.” I probed further. But no answer, I felt frustrated, weak and useless. I had thought it will be easier to take Xavier down but I was wrong, we didn’t have a good strategy and now we all are at his mercy. “Wait for Rafaya, only him can save you all now.” Aaron said and severed the connection between us. I could feel my blood slowly draining from my body.