Novel & Cerita Walter X Lance

Nolan: The moment the howls echoed, I was already shouting orders. “Alessandro, perimeter! Gamma team, north side! Move!” My voice cut through the chaos as warriors poured into the courtyard, shifting mid-stride, their snarls rising into the night. “One more thing that they would actually have the noble blood to actually give a warning.” Alessandro muttered under his breath as he looked at me. “I doubt the fact that this is their virtue, considering the fact that they are rogues, Alessandro.” I said, glaring at him before catching sight of Natalia.

I smile, everyone watching me, knowing I was talking to my wolf. “Whatever, we’ll see,” Mia vanished as everyone looked at me funny. “It was Mia, my wolf,” I cleared my throat and continued talking about the ceremony, “so when are we doing this thing?” I smiled at Wyatt. “This thing huh?” He showed that gorgeous smile of his, then I got lost in his eyes, fuck his eyes get me every time, that electric blue color makes me weak in the knees. “Th…. Th… The Luna Ceremony, sorry,” I rolled my eyes giggling at me going blank for a second.

His skinny body was shaking both in fear and weakness. The former Hutton would have rushed at me and fought, but this man here can easily be beaten by one of my guards in a few seconds. "Yes, that is your payment for taking Linda's life and making my life hell, even when I was still grieving for my family and pack extinction. You never cared. I am sorry, I don't care too..." I breathed, looking away as Xander's soft palm touched me. I knew he was going to plead on their behalf. Xander, whom everyone referred to as ruthless and evil, was going to beg them to keep them alive even though they were about to kill him.

James understood that Zachary was up to being convinced but not forced to listen to any reasons and gave up trying to talk sense into him. Zachary and James returned after sending Yvonne home. On the way, Zachary instructed Felix, “Get some men to teach Lance a lesson.” “President Quimby, Mr. Lance is Commissioner Lance’s son, and we’re asking Commissioner Lance for a favor now. Shouldn’t we talk about this later?” “Are you afraid that he’ll give us a hard time?” Zachary laughed and said, “I’m telling you, based on my observations from tonight, I can tell that Lance is as slippery as an eel. There is no way he will be on our side.”

Med Johnson pointed toward me "What the…….'' Wane couldn't complete his sentence as his mouth hang open staring at me I walk down the stairs, standing before Wane "Wane…." I called but he didn't talk, he was only boring holes in my body with his stares "Wane…..!!" I screamed waving my hand on his face "Ohh…oh..yeah..let's go" He stuttered, I smiled inwardly happy that I caught his attention... We walked outside and his guards opened the door of his car for us, there are more than five other cars filled with guards that will be going with us

I laughed like a mentally deranged person. "Wendy enough of these madness of yours. I have had enough and I can say I'm tired. You're joining the guard that revealed the information to you in death." Lance snapped in his authoritative voice Wendy laughed and laughed. "That I gladly accept but I'm not going to die until I take J with me " She grinned devilishly.

Lance was honest and didn't hide his intentions. At this moment, Lauren, who had finished chatting with everyone, walked over with a smile and stood by my side. She looked at Lance, and I quickly introduced her. "This is Mr. Lance. This is Mr. Oliver's partner." The two of them exchanged greetings. Lance was very tactful. When he saw us standing together, he quickly greeted us politely and left. Lauren looked at his departing figure and softly said, "He seems more likable and reliable than his brother."

Van protested, though he took the glass anyway. "Then who's going to take care of my drunk ass?" Lance said, already reaching for two shots lined up in front of him. "You better stay sober." He downed them both in one smooth motion, not so much as flinching. "Lan, slow down," Van said, worry creeping into his voice, brows knitting together. "It's fine." Lance tipped back another drink, unbothered, unstoppable, a storm dressed up as a man having a good night.

And sure enough, when he saw that Walter had just entered the house with Merry, Lance swung his legs faster to catch up with them. "It's Albert, isn't it?" Lance joked as soon as his feet stepped in. Walter and Merry, hearing the young man's voice, turned back. "Lance?" Walter turned around with a furrowed brow. "That wolf isn't Rouge. It's Albert,'" Lance repeated as he stopped walking before the two most respected people in Freemega. His eyes searched their faces, demanding an explanation. It didn't intimidate Merry or Walter. Walter turned to Merry, and they seemed to agree. He then walked past Lance and closed the door behind the young man.

Linda and Aryadi stood tense, including Rokan Allegro and the others. The thirteen witches just stood stiffly around the open coffin in which lay Barbara's body. However, their lips seemed to mutter without making a sound. The witches' hands were intertwined in front of them as if they were standing relaxed and just enjoying the chill of the cave they had entered. Linda was getting impatient. Her desire to interrupt was great, but she tried to hold back. Someone touched her shoulder, Linda turned her head and found Rokan Allegro nodding slowly, helping her to strengthen her heart to be patient.