Novel & Cerita Hak X Yona

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Azalea's POV Every full moon night, something strange happens. I don't know exactly what happened last night. But as I washed my hair in the sink this morning, I could vividly recall my dream last night, when I "wolfed-out" and ran through the streets of Brooklyn. The moonlight illuminated my path, made everything enveloped in silver light, and I was completely happy. I haven't been that happy in a long time. The thing is, I'm not a wolf. I'm an ordinary human... right? And werewolves don't exist... right?

-She is mine now- Falcon emphasized the last word -and you will not be able to approach her again- Hans's face almost turned purple from lack of air. The alpha released him and stepped away from him with his back to him. He was enraged, about to explode but he was not a murderer so he looked at Zacarias who got up from the old chair he had found and approached him clapping his hands.

Bringing my attention back to the pack, I decided it was time to just get it out there. “Five years ago, I was a member of this pack, but when you all knew me, I thought I was human. Little did I know, the day I left, everything changed for me. I would like to properly introduce myself. My name is Neaera, and I am a hybrid.”

And just seeing Yoana's gaze, Hana's heart ached too. “So, as soon as someone came and offered a chance for revenge, I accepted it with all my heart. I don't care what price I have to pay. As long as I can drag them all into hell. I do!" Yoana's hateful gaze immediately dimmed "Even now I regret it.." "Someone you mean, who?" Yoana smiled at Hana. “They are pure magicians. Gathering souls of revenge and hatred. " Yoana then told how she met a woman named Riyona, a dancer who used to dance in the palace.

However, her appearance looked stern, and she exuded an intimidating aura that would give others an impression she was difficult to get along with. Xyla subconsciously asked, “And you are?” Yuna asked the bodyguard to leave her and replied with a smile, “It’s nice to get to meet you finally. I’m Yorrick’s mother.” Xyla paused for a split second and gave off a smile. “Oh, so you’re Mrs. Hathaway. It’s nice to meet you too. Mr. Hathaway is next door, talking to his bodyguard.” “I’m here for you,” Yuna answered deliberately.

I groaned because this wasn’t going to end well. And I was right. Hanna had grabbed that finger of his and bent it back, making him howl in pain. “I am Hana Kinsley, the Princess of the Bloodmoon Pack. Not pipsqueak and not any other stupid name you might try to think up. I don’t care what you are to her. She is my father’s mate, my pack’s Luna, and my stepmother. Your claims to her are insignificant,” Hana spoke menacingly.

Harry and I decided to sit on the sand and just stared at the sea which looked absolutely calm under this dim lit beach having the full moon only giving us light from above us. “You have to show me your tattoo on your ankles.” I begged. Harry chuckles, “Very persistent. One sec.” He pulled out his phone and turned on his flashlight before focusing the light to his left foot. He begins to show me the outer side of his left ankle which said “BLUE” and then to the inner side of this left ankle which said “MOCKINGBIRD”. I gaped.