Who Cursed Subaru นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I could feel the tears. Then someone shouted, "It’s her!" I looked up. A middle-aged woman with blonde hair and gray eyes—Dexter’s mom—was pointing at me. "It’s her! That cursed omega! She led those wolves to us!" All eyes turned to me. She marched forward. “ She told Dexter there would be an attack!" Mom stepped in front of me. "What are you talking about?" "Your daughter cursed my son! It’s her fault he’s hurt! She’s cursed! She’ll kill us all!"

She was awake and thinking about me, and it was a tether. Rebecca's voice said, "John." I had it inside me. It shook. "They told falsehoods. I almost hated you, but my mother showed me. I now recall. I responded to her by twitching my lips and saying, "Talk to me." The relationship didn't require sound, and I didn't need to speak. I knew she could hear me already. She answered, "They twisted it." "She sacrificed herself. The seal was planted by the witches using it. "I apologize; it was my wolf that cursed you," she said, her apology sounding harsh and pointless. I wouldn't have cared if she had killed me in a different existence.

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.

Alyssa said, pursing her lips thoughtfully as if she was trying to solve a physic problem, "I mean look! You guys are too cute." She made it sound like Octavia and I were little bunnies. "The thing is we already knew why they came after me," I told her. "Our existence is forbidden in the Underworld. Our parents were executed because they had broken their marriage law." "That's baloney!" Cammie said. "Everyone has the right to get married to whoever they love. I thought only humans were bakas!" "What's 'baka'?" Alyssa asked. "Idiots in Japanese."

I shook my head at Kash, gesturing him to not start a fight with Lucifer as violence is forbidden in the Kingdom. "What do you think you're doing, Lucifer?" Kash gritted his teeth. "You almost hurt her! You even tried to hit her with a stone!" Lucifer's laugh echoed in my eardrums. "It's just a small stone, Kash. I will just hit her for she may gather her senses back and realize that I'm way better than you than anyone." He shook his head, grinning. "You? That's bullshit, I'm way stronger and more powerful than you."

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

I was drowning in the tormenting bottomless denial that Sebastian told Celine that my sight disgusted him. But what if Celine wasn't lying? Her confidence said something else, not even the nearest bit of hesitance was there on her face when she stated those things as if they were facts. No, Sebastian couldn't have said that. The man who denied to give Celine any right over me since the first day he'd bought me when he was fully suppressed under the effects of his curse, could never tell her something like that.

Don't forget, our families are still at war and I really don't wanna make it worse, so don't make me hurt you, capiche? "Testa di cazzo! Let me go!" She spewed Italian curse words as she struggled to get out of my hold. I wanted to pull her to my lap and spank her ass red until she learned her lesson not to curse at strangers who could potentially harm her. The mere imagination made my dick throb behind my zippers. With apprehension, she tightened her lips as a black SUV parked sideways before my Ferrari followed by the white Lamborghini earlier, obstructing the way. A tall blonde man in a black suit, who I presumed was Saint Russo came out of the white Lambo, and, man he was pissed.

Nothing was more dangerous than following each turn without brakes. "The gearbox!... I’ve always heard there’s a gear to slow it down..." She moved the gear stick. "No!... Now it’s going faster!" She took her foot off the accelerator, but that only slowed the car down a bit while smoke began to rise from the engine. "This car is cursed!" She kept struggling with the steering wheel, closing her eyes at every curve, avoiding looking to the sides; if she went off the road, she’d go over the cliff with the car.