You Know Nothing Jon Snow Novels & Stories

"He's not wrong, and from what I heard, I wasn't the only demon you killed. Bravo, it only sucks that I didn't die." "Impossible. You are obviously Jonathan in disguise. You wear a mask. How could anyone know who you are." "He's right," roared Noah, getting riled up. He seemed to be enjoying this mystery. "A demon will melt and cease to exist on impact with divine magic. No one can survive it." "Then the only way for me to prove who I am is if someone knows me, right? The only person you know who can wield this sword is Jonathan, who is sadly dead, but it would be juicy if I were actually Jonathan. Your lost son coming home."

“You've done enough for one night. Stop it. We take care of the cameras and the body.” "Suzane is not dead! “Jonathan shouted, gone crazy. Jon ignored him. "Son, you have a better perception than mine, come here.” I thought it was Jonathan to whom Jon referred, but who emerged between the two was a taller boy, whose face I couldn't see either. Jonathan walked away from him as if he were not a person he saw, but a healed dog. I closed my eyes quickly, just in case. "Why is he still here? Wasn't it his job to get the boy?”

Probably also caused by too much stress of raising a child alone too. I'm not sure if he can recognize me because the most 'impressive' thing about that night was probably my heating scent. My phone buzzed. Wendy. "You watching the news?" she asked. I glanced at the TV in the corner. A news anchor was covering the Alpha King Kael's schedule. Policy summits, charity galas, official receptions.'s schedule. Policy summits, charity galas, official receptions. The kind of events where every powerful wolf in the Capital showed their face.

“Mind your tone.” He turned to her. “No. I have a right to be upset. Everything I thought I knew—everything—was fake?” Dominic spoke again, quieter. “Nothing was fake. Your life here is real. Your memories here matter. But there’s more. And I want to give that to you. If you’ll let me.” Jonah stared at him for a long time. Then he turned to Mama Sade. “I need air,” he said. He walked out, slamming the door behind him.

Jon asked Kyle with a very low tone. "Yeah, and the two of them might have overheard every of our conversation." Kyle replied. Jon smiled at Kyle at his ability to tell the numbers of wolf standing even with his eyes closed. Only Jon knew about Kyle's ability. The ability of remembering the scent of each wolves that he had smelled. "You're are really good for a spy, Maybe we should tell Ethan about you." Jon said, smiling. Kyle knew that he was joking about it since he had always done that at the time Micheal ruled the pack.

After all, the smartest person in Dillion's family was Snow. Snow knew that she was going to be lectured, so she would never even bother to show up, even if she had to pretend that she was sick.

He knows that cannot match him at all, there is only one other way, Jon thought to himself. “There he is! that’s is the Jonathan Pogromca that I know. Courageous, brave, and unwavering. Will not accept defeat, even when the odds are against him.” Randell said to him smiling, “Heroic till the end eh, Jon. What are you going to do now?” “There is one thing that you are mistaken, Del.,” He said clutching firmly the small knife in his fist. “And what is that?” “You think that my father is dead.” He lifted the book in front of him. Randell stares at it, curious at what he is planning.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. Let me help you, Sir." Noah was surprised to see the person's face. He's a bit like his father. "Oh, wait, Kid ... your face looks familiar." The man said with shock. "Your face looks similar to my father too, Sir." Noah looked at the face of the man in front of him. "Are you a Retter's son?" Noah rolled his eyes in surprise. How did he know? "Em, yes I am. How do you know, Sir?" Noah asked curiously.

Adam and Kai ran quickly to help him, and the others ran after the person who did it. In the meantime, Xavier goes up to Lyca. "... For now, let's not tell anyone who you are. What happened to Wesley needs to be found out "His cold eyes looked straight at Wesley. And Snow just doesn't get it... She thought the core of the pack was good, but why did she get the sense that Xavier didn't care? "Thank you for caring, but I can make my own decision..." Lyca gives a firm answer. ————-

Velkan blurted out, without looking at Snow. “What?” Snow was confused. “A mate? You are the Lycan, you can’t have a mate.” “I can’t, but you can, right? How does the mate bond feel?” “I wouldn’t know.” Snow replied slowly, his voice blank. “I have not met my mate, nor do I care for one.”