Why Does Kovu Look Like Scar Novels & Stories

"We cannot eliminate them." Sophia's brow furrowed in annoyance, her exasperation etched upon her face as she seized my hand once more. "Do you know what that scar on their face means? It's a scar of loyalty to their Lord Dhruv. Everyone who has pledged their loyalty towards him has that scar. The scar gives Dhruv control over their lives. They can't go against him, and the moment they decide to betray him, they would turn into stone. Do you know that? Do you even know that if Dhruv dies today, they would die?"

We walked to a big-black SUV and the two bigger men walked to the car parked behind ours. “Who are they?” I asked and looked back at them. One of the guys had a big scar going from his chin and up to his eye, his eyebrow had a big scar in the middle where the hair would never grow back and his lip was busted. The other one was big, they were both very large in muscle and didn't look like someone you wanted to fight, the other one, however, had no visible scar from what I could see but his lips were in a permanent frown.

I felt a little relieved that he asked me that question. "Did Mr. Harrison do that to my brother?" I was holding the top of the back seat and leaning forward, so eager to hear what he has to say. A very big part of me didn't want him to tell me the truth. It was as though I knew the truth already but I am just being in denial. Jay nodded. I stared at Jay as if I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I tried to remember how Van looked. That scar was bigger than that of Scar in Lion King, even bigger than Zuko's scar in Avatar. That was wickedness. A scar only someone with an empty heart would give.

Let your destiny pave way for you to to unite. Let your heart guide you to your only light.. . Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light. I smile at this.... it was Vivian's selflessness.....she always tried to veil her pains...she never told me anything. Fighting her battles alone. But not after this...no more. Remember, Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off. So Sophie knew of Vivian's scar....was she talking about the scar on her face.......no it is too small...plus how did Soph knew that night that the wound will scar.

It was as if he hated every breath I took, and I wondered what on earth I ever did to him. The mate bond was supposed to be sacred, a connection forged by the Moon Goddess herself. Not like the fake one Asterion forged between us, but even so, it seemed like Kovu didn't even want to have anything to do with me. “Kovu, isn't this a blessing? Kaliyah, our strongest warrior, has returned to us. This war can still be won!” Alpha Torino's voice broke through my thoughts as he addressed his son. “Yes… it is a blessing indeed,” he replied sarcastically with a clenched jaw.

A voice stated from the right. The smirk on his face immediately grated on her nerves, a cocky Alpha. Normally they were egotistical and had exceedingly high testosterone levels. It also came with a superiority complex. He wasn’t as unimpressive as the others; she remembered his bright green eyes and black hair that stood out against his deeply tanned skin. A scar ran down his face from his eyebrow to his chin, cutting through his lip in a clean cut. She had given him that scar. He probably thought he was smart for tracking them down.

I froze. There was nothing. My fingers brushed across my skin again. Smooth and clear. Not a single mark of that ugly bite. “What the hell?” That bite had been deep enough to leave a scar. I’d felt the creature’s fangs sink into my flesh. I’d watched the red veins spread from the wound while the toxin tore through my body. Yet my skin looked completely untouched. I checked my other arm, wondering if I’d somehow mistaken which one had been bitten. Nothing. Not even a faint mark.

“You’re wasting time.” “No. You are,” the man said, and nodded at Scar. Scar moved to the side of the room and pulled out a compact generator with attached wires. I felt my throat tighten as he began attaching leads to a metal rod. “You lay a hand on her—” Leo began, stepping closer to the screen. “Then give us what we want.” “What’s Leo planning with Kade?” Scar asked, turning back to me. “I don’t know who that is,” I said, truthfully.

I looked around the room Dante had been beaten badly, and he looked like he passed out in any minute. It was all my fault, he ended up like this. “Scar, let her go she has nothing to do with this,” Damien said, his voice was calm but I can tell from his eyes that he was trying to hold back his fear. “Why would I?,” Scar asked, looking at me, he leaned closer. “You look familiar…,” “You’re his girlfriend,” Scar said, “I have seen you on TV!,” “I didn't think the Black heir would be so stupid to bring his girlfriend all the way here,” Scar continued.

The scar. "This..." He leaned in. "This looks just like… He didn't finish the sentence. But I saw it. The exact moment his confusion peaked like a puzzle he couldn't solve. “Where did you get that scar?" he asked, voice low and different now. I blinked at him, silent. “It’s identical to Vivian’s,” he whispered. He looked at me like he was just noticing me for the first time. “Answer me, Arianna.” I opened my mouth, but the words didn't come. How was I suppose to know how the original owner got hurt.