Novelas y relatos de Wesker

do you know where I'm going? -No ... you wouldn't find them- says the man with a broken voice. Azael laughs again. -Don't you know who I am? The man shakes his head. Azael takes a few seconds to respond. A malicious smile forms on his face before he does so. -I'm Azael Volkov. Dutson's son. I feel the man's face go completely pale. We all watch the scene in silence, no one dares to speak. - That mafia is dead ...- he says in just a whisper.

He kept the telescope away, and he indifferently said, “God of War, Power of Almighty. If we let go now, we will only lose a tool like Anthony. But if we don’t let it go, I’m afraid that we’ll all be destroyed.” Weiss was shocked. Since he followed his master, he had never heard such timid words from him. In fact, his master had been killing people. On the west coast, he was even so incredible that he could kill anyone. So, he was known as “Master Centipede.” A powerful man like this would also feel frightened. It could be seen how scary the enemy they were facing now. Weiss curiously asked, “Master, isn’t our enemy Madame Quinn? Is this guy so scary?”

And this bastard raised her to be a killer, and I’ll never forgive him for that. The man scoffed, slowly rising from his seat, coming closer to the cell door. “And who the hell are you, boy? I don’t remember seeing you last night.” Takashi narrowed his eyes at me. “I am Konishi Hibiki. The one that tipped my captain off on your location.” I smiled.

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

Her eyes land on Dior, who I know have been spying on us since we arrived—I've been choosing to ignore the fool. I sip my coffee. "No one important." Dior isn't alone. He is sitting together with a handsome man wearing a suit, who must be Elijah. The man has been fixing his tie every five seconds. He is pedant like Dior described him, but whenever his gaze lands on the third guy, Wesley, his eyes turn tender and too gentle for me to consider the old vampire evil. Wesley is Dior's beta, a sweet guy who is relatively short and innocent-looking but make no mistake—his wolf form is ferocious.

His gaze darkened as he looks into my eyes, as if he has done it a thousand times before. "Zanicus," he said, standing up. My heart thudded viciously in my chest as I scan him from head to toe. Zanicus Draco. Leader of the elders in the werewolf council. Apparently, last I heard he wanted me dead. He had declared it among all the packs and had sent out a whole search party to find me. Now that he has found me, no doubt he will have my head. But I won’t go down so easily. Not without a fight.

The three of us muttered his name in unison. "Better call me. Alpha of the alphas. Destroyer of the world. My name is Alpha Victor!" Even the quality of Big Boss' werewolf voice made my jeans soaked with my own urine, especially when he slid closer to my spot, allowing me to feel how indestructible he is.

“You didn’t figure that out yet?” “Early shifter, great fighter, leader, you and Marcella are natural born Alphas,” I tell him. “We are Warriors, Our mother is a Gamma,” Wesley protests. “Dude you are stupid,” Victor tells him. “I’m a Beta born in the mate bond. You and I are the same age. You have your wolf, you are bigger, a better fighter and a natural leader.” We all nod. “I like the idea of being Gamma,” Wesley tells us.

Hunter growled lowly. "He's so f*cking strong. All of you guys are against him, the king, and all the other packs, and yet Alonso is alive, successfully hiding and planning a massacre. That man is inhuman. He won't stop until he gets what he wants and his ambition is f*cking crazy." Lennox stated the obvious. It was true that the werewolf race had never come across such a strong threat that they still couldn't eliminate. Even after losing a strong pack like Draken's. Alonso still stood strong prowling towards his goal. It was f*cking intimidating.

I shook my head in sympathy for her because I know Theon characters very well and I know how he will handle her afterward. "What is he watching boss? I have never seen you watch anything" he said coming closer and I made a face "I would have shooed you out of here because of your sweaty and sex-smelling body, why the hell you didn't shower before coming here? But because it's important I will just let it slide. It's the third extermination operation tonight. Wesley is already half successful in it and I'm sure they will be done in the next half an hour" I said with a smile, Wesley is one of the proudest people alive and he doesn't like orders, if he tells you that he will get it done he will