Yuga Aoyama Traitor 소설 & 이야기

“Who will test me?” A hush fell. For a moment, no one moved. Then one of the seasoned fighters, Tomas, stepped forward. He had been a loyal wolf once, before Brian’s betrayal splintered the pack. His eyes were guarded now, his stance firm. “I’ll test you,” he said. Nicole inclined her head once, calm but unyielding. The fight began.

“I thought she’d changed, but she’s still James’s daughter.” “That's not true!” I cried, clutching my face, blood slipping between my fingers. “I didn’t touch her! I didn’t do anything!” I cried out. I looked at Alpha Damon, hoping he would believe me but the look on his face told me he didn't. In his eyes, I was the villain. The omegas who dared to harm his mate. “You vile creature,” he growled, eyes blazing. “How dare you lay a hand on my mate?” He turned, voice thundering. “Guards! Take Amaya to the pack hall. She is to be lashed and it doesn't stop until Freya says so.”

Instead, he slowly walked over to the Audi A6 where Yago was and nonchalantly announced, "Your turn!" Yago was trembling. His crotch felt hot and wet as he wet his pants, the stench in the car unbearable. He saw his life flashed before him. "N—No! Please don't kill me! I can be of use to you!" In extreme fear, as if he had grabbed the last straw, Yago rushed out of the Audi sedan and knelt before Alexander, apologizing frantically while crying his eyes out. "Aren't you looking for a replica of the Holy Jade Amulet? I know where it is!

“I can’t.” Mira struggled, silver flickering in her eyes. One of the guards tightened his grip. “Elara!” she gasped. Something inside me snapped. “You swore loyalty,” Kael said to Lyra. “I swore survival,” she corrected. “The valley won’t accept a child weapon.” “She’s not a weapon,” I said. “She is a symbol,” Lyra shot back. “And symbols ignite wars.” The guard holding Mira pressed a blade to her throat. “Step back,” he ordered.

It was also its own antidote. Cyrus finally let go of me and let me fall back onto the floor. He watched the faint glowing light under my skin, his eyes full of greed. "What are you hiding in that body of yours? Victor said you swallowed some Moon Essence. Hand it over, and maybe I'll let you die a little quicker." I could barely whisper. "You're never getting it." My answer angered Cyrus as he raised his hand, dark red energy gathered in his palm. It was the mark of someone who had betrayed the Moon Goddess and taken up forbidden magic. "Then take your secret to the grave and keep Sophia company in the underworld!"

“I was an Omega. The weakest in my pack. “You were never an Omega,” Kael said, “Your old pack was blind. They suffocated you with their regulations and their social structure. Your real nature could not breathe in that land. The rejection was the key that unlocked you,” Kael said. He nodded at the spot on my leg. It was almost as if I could sense a warm glow springing from it. "This sign on your leg, it is more than simply a claim. It is a catalyst. And it shall serve to increase your power. Power for you and your child."

The look on Slate’s face said it all as Nya stood there with the Heart of Magic tight in her fist. The soldiers’ faces told her that they recognized that it was too late, that they had let the magical gem fall into enemy hands. One of the soldiers held a sword to Slate’s throat, his hands trembling. Nya hadn’t even realized that he was under their control until the tip of the sword pierced his skin, and a tiny droplet of blood rolled down the edge.

Which cannot be dammed. Fero really wants to make Yuna his own in its entirety.