Romans & histoires Tristan Liones Rising Impact

Triston's face darkened, his tone turning vicious in an instant: "Alfonso, don't be ungrateful. In this industry, if I want you to be famous, you can be a superstar. If I want you to fall, you'll be ruined in an instant!" He pointed at Odin beside him and sneered: "You think you're just refusing a script? You're refusing me. In this industry, who dares disrespect me? Let me tell you, with just one word from me, I can ruin your reputation in an instant. News about you being arrogant, throwing tantrums, assaulting your agent, or even organizing obscene gatherings will flood the internet, making you a trending topic for three days and nights. After that, you'll never be able to stand in the ent

ALPHA TRISTAN "Aren't you?" She began to tick points off on her fingers with clinical precision. "First, you arrogantly lured Rune here against the counsel of your betters. Then, you had the 'brilliant' idea to live-stream your triumph, only for every wolf with a smartphone to watch the 'Alpha Conqueror' turn you into a human punching bag. And now? Now you find out your three-year crusade was based on a lie. You’re a laughing stock on social media, Tristan. You’re spiraling into irrelevance."

"I'm more powerful than you! This is what a Luna should be!" I scoff at her proclaim. "You are delusional, Leah." She pauses and glares down at me. "Yes, power means everything as it's one of the recognition of being a leader, but there is one thing you forgot. To be a leader, you need the trust of your people, like Kaze and Camila, and my friends back home. Those who look up to you will support you. True, the Blue Moon pack members see a potential mate for Dominic just because you are loved by parents who spoil you and friends who stick closer to you to kiss your ass. But once they learned you made a deal with demons to cheat your way of power, you are nothing."

“This does not leave this room. Not a word. Not to Edda for now. Only to Löwe. He decides what to do.” “Of course, of course,” she said, her voice still dreamy, as if she were already envisioning the chaos to come. “The lion needs to know he has a cub. This is going to change… everything.” I ended the communication, needing silence. I remained staring at the screen, at the irrefutable proof. Tristan was not just a man fighting to take back what was his. He was a father fighting to claim his son. And I, the man who fixed problems with code and bullets… was now the guardian of the secret that could set their world on fire.

“Is this what we’ve become? A pack of wolves who let the words of envious, insignificant people sway them?” No one answered. They knew better. Tristan exhaled, rolling his shoulders as if forcing himself to stay in control. “Let me explain something to you,” he murmured, eyes glowing in the darkness. “I do not care what you think about Jessica. I do not care what pathetic delusions some of you may have clung to before she arrived.” His lips curled, his voice turning razor-sharp. “She is your Luna. And you will respect her.” Silence.

What was going on? Tristan—the president of Drunham City Connoisseurs—actually apologized respectfully to a loser who married into his wife's family! Hunter and the seven bosses were all stunned. The sense of foreboding grew stronger as well. Liam was indifferent toward Tristan's respectful attitude. He was exuding the might of a distinguished man. It was as if he was born to be a king and that others should bow at his feet. "So, you're the Tristan Xander, the president of Drunham City Connoisseurs?" Liam asked calmly.

“Tristan is known as one of the strategists that was trained by the fearless Jion. He always has contingency plans.” Jion is the most powerful leader in the gang world. The human version of Lucifer if you ask me. He’s also the wealthiest drug lord in Asia and in America in no time. If I already get Irvin he can have what he wants. My position, my people, my connections. As an exchange of letting me step on his mainland. “That means we are in danger if he finds out about this.” The fear was on his voice. Can’t blame him though. Killing his pets is like pushing the trigger for a war against him.

"If we confront Tristan head-on, many of us will die. A chain reaction could occur. "More importantly, Tristan isn't alone. He has the backing of the Lone Light, a den of assassins and killers. While Tristan was paralyzed, he was just their symbol and spirit. Now that he's back, he's the emblem of the Lone Light's revival. That organization won't leave him alone and will do their best to welcome him home. He's their war god, after all!

So Tristan had to make a choice. "Damn Williams. You got the jackpot, huh? The moon, putty in your hands. And here I thought that card game was just so you could get laid." Lionel was the first one to appear, sniffing loudly enough that it hurt Tristan's werewolf ears. He dragged his feet on the pavement as he paused in front of them, eyes lighting up mockingly as he spotted Brendon, "Oh, look who's here. I heard you weren't fighting any wars, old man. Guess I was wrong?" Just then, Stefano's men appeared one by one. Langdon stood beside his brother.

"More than I've ever loved anyone. I'm not an Alpha, and I'm nothing like Lupus. But I will never reject you. I will never betray you. I'll stand beside you until the end." He's telling the truth, Lira stirred. I can feel it. "You still lied to me," I said, pulling my arm free from his grip. "You knew about the Council and said nothing." "I was a coward. I was afraid if I told you, you'd leave, and I couldn't stand the thought of never seeing you again." He's not lying about loving us, Lira added. But that doesn't excuse his silence. "I know," I whispered. Daniel stepped closer into my space. "I'm not asking for forgiveness. I'm asking for a chance. Let me fight beside you. Let me prove I'm