Novel & Cerita Tokyo Revengers Emma

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

“When I approached my warriors, one person immediately volunteered. Outside of Theo, she is my best warrior.” Alpha Brock motioned to his group and a she-wolf approached. “This is Emma. After listening to the history today, I am not sure if she is a guardian wolf – who knows? She might be! But I know that you will not have any concerns with her ability to protect Luna Raina. She is a fierce warrior, and we will miss her.” I was surprised to see the sadness in Alpha Brock’s eyes as he spoke about Emma. I could tell from his emotions that he genuinely cared for her, almost like a father would care for a daughter.

God, he was so whipped for her. After Emma finished with work, she went back home after Rowan had told her he would be home a few minutes or hours late. So Emma took a shower and got one of Rowan’s hoodies she had taken. She turned on the TV to catch up on her shows. I heard the elevator door ring. Emma gets up from her seat excited as she walked to the lift, but when the elevator opened up, Emma saw a face a familiar face she wasn’t expecting. It was Amber!

I groaned and tiredly went back to the waiting area. "Cassy, why are you here?" I looked up when I heard a familiar voice and let out a relieved sigh when I saw Adrian. "Good afternoon, sir." The receptionist greeted him. "Why she's here and not at the CEO's office?" "She doesn't have an appointment, sir." The woman reasoned out. "Did you inform Mr. Romero of her arrival?" "No, sir, because Mr. Romero didn't tell me he is expecting a woman named Cassandra Revira." Adrian groaned.

"Oh, right. Have you shown your mom what Melissa looks like?" I asked. I pulled up a photo of Melissa on my phone and showed it to Emma. "Do you think she looks familiar?" When she saw Melissa's photo, she immediately felt her anger turn into terror. She gripped my phone tightly, unwilling to let it go. "Revenge! It's revenge!" she shrieked. Emma became mad and delirious from that day on, only muttering, "Revenge."

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Raising her hand, she caressed his chin with her fingers and whispered near his lips. “Fuck the rules, if you’re ready to stoop this low then be ready to see my game. And trust me you’ll regret your existence because until now a daughter was taking revenge but from today itself, a woman will take revenge.” She sneered in his face and before Damien could understand, she pushed him back and ran away. Damien was startled but soon his senses clicked in when he saw her jump off the balcony. “EMMA!!!” Horrified, Damien rushed outside but tumbled when his feet got entangled in something.

I felt a surge of pride for my badass mate. Her arm went around Barachiel’s neck as her elbow hit the back of his skull hard enough to knock him unconscious. The look of glee on her face brought a prideful smile to ours. Our girl was absolutely amazing. She was very young and just knocked out someone as powerful as him. There was no way that he went easy on her either. No wonder Emma became the most powerful Commander in their history. The scene changed and Emma was a teenager. She was gorgeous with her delicious curves wrapped in a tight white tunic, black tights, and a golden belt along her waist. Her hair was done up with Viking braids, and black eyeliner made her eyes even more vibrant.

Emma laughed, “I wouldn’t say that. I have a lot of training, but I don’t have a lot of real-world experience. I did most of my work remotely.” They pulled into a crop of trees and Quincy parked the car. They took their bags out of the large luggage case and went off on foot. They came out in a clearing in front of the little house. “They’re in there with Alpha Liu’s team. Are you sure you want to do this?” Emma nodded at him, her ponytail swayed with the movement and Quincy wondered how she could be such a contradiction. She was trained to be an ultimate warrior but was also soft and innocent. It made his stomach twist to think about her being in the room with those guys, bound or not there

The week has gone by so fast. The game made by my group and me has gone viral in a week. I am so happy that words cannot describe it. I am working in my office when Emma barges in, looking like she wants to kill someone. “Hey!” I say confused as to why she walked in like that. “I can’t believe she is back,” Emma says, pacing up and down my office. “Who is back?” I ask. “That slut!” she growls angry.