The Last Gunslinger 소설 & 이야기

“Yes, Father. I think he should be given a chance to prove that he is not the menace we think he is.” “That was the same thing Tristan’s father had thought about him, but what happened next? He drank his father’s blood while watching the life drain from his eyes.” Tristan, the name of the red wolf that was imprisoned, the one that Cillian was supposed to put an end to. Stregobor nodded, agreeing with Balor’s words impatiently. This was what he had been waiting for, someone to agree to his swift yet clean suggestion. “Mordeu is different,” Cillian found himself defending the man who made him lose the ability to get a good shut-eye. “And even if he does eventually lose his sanity, I’m here. I

"I guess this is where it ends" Wendigo said, staring at Black Gun. Black Gun nods, "My business will better get an expansion now that he is gone" He turns, facing Wendigo with his back. "Have fun" He said and leave. Wendigo stood there silently staring at the night sky, who would have thought fighting Cannon would be this easy with Aurelia's help? He's been thinking how she plan on killing him, wondering if she can but then the great witch proves her worth.

he smiled back, “Do you forgive him?” “I do. You’re bloody smart, you know that” “Yeh, I know” I chuckled and flicked my hair over my shoulder. Smith took a deep breath and looked out over the pack grounds. “I think it may have been for the best you know, with how things ended the way they did” he said slowly, “How do you mean?” I asked confused, “I mean, even if I understand and I believe what you said, even if it all was just a mistake, Gunner never would have forgiven him. He probably would have banished him”

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Gunner stared at the screen, but the images were far beyond his awareness. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The kid was doing it again. Making him think on things he had tried not to give too much thought to. Before Santos had showed up, Gunner had been an enforcer and a ladies' man. Plain and simple. But was it?

I chuckled and looked at him, “I am guilty.” “I can understand but your wolf is powerful among any of them. You need special training to control him.” the Alpha stated. “What do you mean?” “Onyx! In clear words, I saw your wolf. A black wolf!” “What is so clear about it, I mean I know I am a black werewolf. What is so special about it?” I asked him. Alraic looked at me with a stern gaze and replied in a serious tone, “you are the last of your kind, Onyx! The black werewolves were extinct twenty years ago but now you showed up.”

Gunner blinked once and focused on me again. “Moon Light, the pack from Alaska?” he asked, “Yes” “They were destroyed years ago” “They were” “There were no survivors, hunters killed everyone” “Well not everyone, clearly, I am standing before you, aren’t I? You are also Mated to another survivor” I said matter-of-factly. Alpha Gunner didn’t appreciate my reply as he leaned forward with his teeth bared and growled. “Careful” he warned. Cole placed his hand on Gunner’s shoulder and carefully pulled him back slightly.

“I guess you can say that way.” Jai looked at her with different calmness in his eyes. “A villager died?” The physician shook her head. “Wounded. Lost a leg.” Jai inclined his head in acknowledgement. “My condolences.” The physician hummed. “Now can you answer my question? Why are you so confident that you can beat those man eaters?”