Novel & Cerita Yuga Aoyama Traitor

“You can’t tell me her name?’ James looked at him. After some contemplation, he said, “Based on what I know, Yukia’s real name is Thea.” “What?!” James stood up all of a sudden. Jabari immediately said, “Calm down and listen to me.” James sat back down. Jabari said, “Actually, Yukia was merely a thread of a soul that escaped from the war against the Greater Realms. After reincarnating, the soul transformed into Thea.

Aikon and Yosef glanced at each other and sighed. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - RENZO I am watching Ayla swimming on the pool when my personal phone rings. I saw JD calling. I stood up and signaled Ayla that I need to answer it. She nodded and smiled. “Hello?” I answered. “Hyung.” JD simply said and I immediately understand that something happened. “What happened?” I asked. “Remember my encounter with the Olympus Gang in L.A.? They followed me here in Korea. We have the brother of the one that tipped me. He wanted to avenge his brother. But the Olympus Gang knew him.” JD explained to me.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

Accused Adam. "Wake up! She is an Omega, she is not yours alone!" Alpha Rei answer. Sota, Ryo is an Omega. She is the mate of the paternal twin Rei and Adam. She married Rei as he is the Alpha, but had Adam's son first as the Alpha is busy attending to the clan. Today Adam found out that Ryo is having a second son, not from him, but Rei the Alpha. He was so mad that he made a very unpredictable action.

He knew that but still did so while holding onto Yuki's cold body. Fūma was shocked and speechless; this hit him so hard. That was what he felt when he saw Yuki's little hand stop moving. He did not want to believe the fact he found before his eyes. He did not want to accept it! His soul was rebelling! 'Why? Why does all this have to happen? Why should it be her? Why should Yuki???!!!'

I smirked and pushed him away and wiped my lips which caused him to frown even more. "Rest well, bae," I said, then slowly he lost his consciousness. I whistled as I saw him lying on the cold floor. "Looks like you can't even go to your girl now," I said and shook my head. I think, I need to thank Sophia for her lipstick. AS ordered by Aycxe we met at the compound of the mansion of Matthew Laqueza, a mafia lord and member of the Ktinódis syndicate. "Put this on each wall," I ordered Shiela and gave the two pieces of bombs.

Hiding behind a boulder, I pulled up the feed on my phone. Soon, two rough voices crackled through. The kidnappers had arrived. "It's dark in there. Are they asleep? Let's grab the girl and ditch the guy," one said. The other snorted, "Ditch him? The hirer wants her to be humiliated in front of him." "Rich folks play dirty." "Enough pep talk. Let's get the job done." Joakim Dodson, a scar slicing across his nose and jaw, unzipped the tent. I recognized him instantly as one of my tormentors from my past life.

Jacob says, shaking his head and throwing the now sweat-stained t-shirt over his shoulder. “What?” Cayden, Bree, Jacob and I all say unison. Even when we’re not actively using the mind link with each other, we’re still linked to each other. I love my leadership team. “He’s right, Alpha. We had the scent, we had it, we had it but instead of slowly starting to fade, like Gamma Bree said, it just suddenly disappeared.” Tasha explained, her already big, brown eyes, now the size of dinner plates.

Several heads turned. She shrugged. “Don’t get me wrong, I love crushing things as much as the next wolf,” she said. “But we created this particular mess when we kicked Lyra out and pretended that was the end of it. She reacted from pain and pride. Maybe there’s something left under all the teeth we can talk to before we decide she’s just another king in a different cloak.” “You want to invite the traitor for tea?” one Alpha demanded. “No,” Aria said. “But I don’t want to pretend we didn’t help push her into this shape.”

I picked up the signed papers and walked toward the door without a backward glance. Behind me, I could hear Carmen's desperate sobs as she came to, mixed with Vincent's broken whimpers. It had nothing to do with me anymore. The moment I stepped out of that room, I felt free. Sunlight streamed through the estate's massive windows, warm and bright. The man who betrayed me paid his price. And I, Isabella Marconi, was free again. This is the price for betraying a Marconi.