Novel & Cerita Who Is Four In Divergent

She scrambled to my feet, sobbing and pleading. “Matthew, I didn’t know it was you who saved me. I only stayed with him to repay the debt! I’m a victim too. Please forgive me!” I ignored her, but she only grew bolder, clinging tightly to me with her chest and deliberately rubbing against me. Before I could push her away, the enraged Fabian yanked her hair.

I pulled my daughter into my arms. It was over. Or so I thought. Because as the vault door reopened and Alex rushed toward us— A woman stepped into the threshold behind him. Same bone structure. Same eyes as Liana. And she looked at me like she’d been waiting her whole life to meet me. “Hello, Sophia,” she said. “I’m Subject Four.”

He looked back once, gave me a tiny nod and turned to Axel. Four of them, against a god. Axel laughed one more time, then he charged straight at me but they moved faster and all four threw themselves in his path.

But the scar near his chest is completely foreign. With the same movement, Erden wades to me, approaching me slowly. Those moments. They are repeating themselves. Erden stops in front me, his damped chest brushing against mine. My heart begins to throb in a way that it hasn’t since four years. My eyes locked with Erden’s and I can’t stop myself from seeing through Eren’s soul. But he is not Eren. He is not! But why does he remind me so much of Eren?

It was clear, well-lit, and taken somewhere I've never come across. Four men stood, side by side, none facing the camera. Even though they weren't facing the camera, you could see what needed to be seen. One face. Four times. It was Drey, but not Drey. My brain and eyes didn't know how to put it at first. It felt like I was seeing Drey in four different faces. They look exactly the same but in different appearances. Like I was staring at the four shades of Drey. My hand started shaking before I felt it happening. The phone trembled in my grip but Victoria reached out and took it back, carefully, like she was removing something fragile from someone who couldn't be trusted with it.

she said excitedly. “Did she just say Marik and Traian?” Mason asked with intrigue as he walked over to the cell with Evan following closely behind him. “Yeah, why? Who are they?” I asked in confusion, I thought the girl was bat shit crazy, but Mason clearly knew more than I did. “You must be the Oracle that Selene told me about. You informed us of Freya's whereabouts,” Evan addressed the girl. “My name is Savanah, you must be Evan. Selene didn't warn me that you were a delicious vampire hybrid,” she said as she flashed him a wink.

I muttered and he nodded, not looking at me. “Introduce yourself to the class” he ordered and I took a deep breath before facing my class and they stared back at me. “I'm Avery Martins, nice to meet you all” I said softly. “What are you?” Someone shouts from the crowd and I looked up to see the weird girl from the bathroom with her legs crossed on her desk. “I'm a Dhampir” I replied and turned to the professor who was still staring at me and he suddenly looked away. Part of the class bursts out laughing. “That explains so much” the girl cackled and their laughter seemed to annoy me.

He declared. "Yes and you won it from someone called Four stones. Did you ever stop to wonder who that was?" I asked him and then raised an eyebrow. It dawned on him suddenly. "It was you!" He started and I nodded.

“Do you hear me? Not. Close.” “Matthew, you’re not helping,” Liam snapped, nudging him aside. He turned back to Mia, his voice softening. “It’s okay to be scared, Mia, but you don’t have to carry this alone. We’ve got you.” Aiden stepped in, his arm sliding around her waist as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “You’ve got four of us,” he said with a smirk. “We’re not exactly easy to mess with.” Mia let out a shaky laugh, though it was more from disbelief than amusement. “Four of you? That’s supposed to make me feel better? You’re all a handful on your own.”

I jump out of the car before Elio can say anything and run down the alley, giving him a wink over my shoulder as I get closer to the lone figure. “You’re late. You have no idea how many strings I had to pull to get them to agree,” Avery complains. There is no bite to his words. Despite being an omega, I outrank him and he respects that. “Aurora … I didn’t tell her I was coming,” Avery nods his head, indicating to the figure behind them, their face remaining in shadow.