The Anoa I Family 소설 & 이야기

Annalise had fooled everyone in her life for her entire childhood and had waited to make her move when it was too late for anyone to counter it, much less Beth who had suffered the brunt of her betrayal. But now she knew. "Noah White!" Anna announced before their mother could reply to the question. "He's from that powerful family in Gold Nation, practically second only to the Troy pack. Their family has unimaginable influence since they're so close. I mean, it's Gold Nation, so even their bottom pack would have been better than anyone from a weaker country, but our family's really privileged." Typical. Anna had always been a braggart, but Beth and everyone else had written it off as harmless

"SHE'S OUR MATE. SHE'S THE FUTURE LUNA! SHE NEEDS OUR PROTECTION. SHE NEEDS US." "I know she needs us, but not right now." "You don't understand, but you will very soon. Our mate needs to learn a lot of things. Fast. The entire tribe depends on her." When Noah got home, his father was awake. He looked better than the last time Noah had seen him. The ridiculous beard was gone, and he sat in the living room watching soccer. Noah’s heart wanted so much to believe that his father was okay. But he knew better. His father lived two days from rock bottom at any given moment.

Roxanne sat up, her eyes glaring at him, "You really need family. Everyone does. Where friends, accomplices, and all will fail, family will stand, and family won't get left behind. Ohana." Jaxon asked, "Oha, what now?" Roxanne explained, "Ohana means family. It's Hawaiian. My mum picked it from them. She loves the tribe because they hold their families so dear." Jaxon acknowledged, "Yea, I guess you can say that." Roxanne suggested, "I think you should call your dad." Jaxon immediately refused, "Nope, no, no, don't bring Richard into this." Roxanne persisted, "He's still your father, no matter what he did."

“What does that mean?” “It means I rule over a portion of land in our home realm, called a Territory. I personally rule over Territory Two, an expanse of cliffs, beaches and ocean,” he tells me. I shiver uncomfortably. “If you’re a King, then what do you want with me?” I question, glancing at Noah, who stares at his feet. He mentioned to me once that he is protecting his kind, that we are still hunted here, by immortals like Cian. But if there is an entire territory, or more of people like me, I don’t understand why he would put effort into me...or Noah.