Novel & Cerita Why Does Lincoln Loud Have White Hair

And soon, people started to chatter like she hadn't just said something. Lena didn't seem moved by any of it. She stood confident and her white hair blew with the breeze. The white wolf. Her hair. Wait. Fuck! So she hadn't dyed it like we all thought? It was a thing common to white wolves for their hair color to transform to White. A characteristic anyone would have ignored but not me. I had read enough about them to know that she was saying the truth. She threw off her jacket, leaving her in just a tank top. Her cargo pants came next and people stopped talking as they watched her strip. Trevor's father seemed to be waiting for her to do something drastic.

My hand shot out, clutching onto the lapels of the maid beside me. I didn't want to be too violent, but my hand, on the other hand, had a mind of its own. With a yelp, she came face to face with me, my eyes meeting hers. I asked, my voice low and deadly, "What happened to my hair?" She paled, trembling. "We don't know, Your Majesty. Suddenly, your hair began to turn white. Neither the imperial physician nor the elders could find the cause of it." "Really?" The antagonistic faces of elders flashed through my mind.

She whispered "Dummy. Of course not. Why would I hate you?" "I just... The last time..." Had she lost her ability to form sentences? Why couldn't she form a coherent one? "I raised you. I'm well acquainted with outbursts. Don't beat up yourself over it" he kissed her temple and then held her at arm's length "You look different. What is it?" "My hair," she said half laughing, half crying. That was Lincoln's way of telling her they were done discussing that topic. "Ah, I see. No wonder Rossy kept asking if she looked better with long or short hair"

Rahim gritted, “That's preposterous!” “Then why the reaction? You nearly got us killed!” “Exactly! Because of the level of its absurdity!” Rahim answered, keeping a straight face. “How can you even have a thought like that?” Lincoln regarded him for a long while. He was uncertain whether Rahim was telling the truth or not. Rahim could see that Lincoln was having a hard time believing him, so he added, “Look, I had a terrible morning this morning hence my reaction. I'll watch what I eat from now on.”

Sometimes, she was a bit afraid of him. Noah had started growing white hair at the age of seventeen, but the quantity was minimal. He had undergone several examinations, and nothing seemed to be wrong. For convenience during formal events, he had it dyed black whenever the amount increased. But lately, it seemed like there more had popped up. Focused on reviewing quarterly data, Noah calmly declined, "There’s no need." *

A loud click from the door let us know that it locked behind us. Lincoln's back was to us as he worked on his computer, switching up the timestamps on the video we just fabricated. Then, finally, he hit a key on his keyboard and leaned back into his chair. His blonde hair cut short, and his tattooed arms curled behind his head as he spun around to face us. "My Goddess, what the fuck happened to you?" He asked John as he looked at him in horror. "I mean, I know what happened, and well, I could see how ugly you were in the video footage, but damn, it didn't do justice. You are one ugly son of a bitch."

Lincoln just stands there, counting the minutes before he's back into his space. He always dresses in black, always on headphones, or skims through books. Anything to keep him distracted from reality. I've only seen him smile on a few occasions, and that was with his brothers. With any other Lycan, Lincoln always has a scowl. His biggest flaw should be his anger issues. He always loses his cool over the smallest things. So yeah, gotta be careful with your words when dealing with Lincoln. He might just rip you apart. “Emily!“ My head snaps up and I find Mr. Hawkins' gaze on me, “Something wrong?“

Lincoln suddenly felt anxious and could only cautiously ask, "Why?" In Violet's mind, there could only be one reason, and it was because Lincoln liked men! However, since Lincoln didn't show it, Violet didn't want to disclose his sexuality and embarrass him. So she casually came up with an excuse, saying, "It's because you're getting older!" Hearing that, Lincoln felt as if he was struck by lightning. He had no clue how many times others had commented on his age that night. He couldn't help but doubt if he really looked that old.

At the same time, it appeared that some of his white hair had turned black. Hansen looked at Chad in disbelief and exclaimed, "It's real!"

Maggie took the call outside. “Woah, Lincoln, you don’t look the best.” She said as she answered his face time. He had dark circles under his eyes and he hadn’t shaved in a while, it was unlike Lincoln to let his facial hair grow out. “That would be because I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can function basically. Not until she talks to me, you have to get her to talk to me.” Lincoln had begged Maggie to help him at least once a day since she left, and Maggie in turn had tried to talk to Holly, but Holly never wanted to hear it.