Obey Me Leviathan 소설 & 이야기

His expression was grim, his gaze sweeping across us like a blade. "Grayson, take your mate and leave," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. "This is my birthday celebration. I won't have it ruined by your little spectacle." Grayson clenched his jaw. "Father, she hit me—" "I said, enough!" Alpha Tristan's voice rose sharply, and the sheer pressure of his Alpha's dominance made every werewolf instinctively lower their head. "Leave. Now!" Grayson's face shifted between anger and humiliation before he finally grabbed Raven's wrist and stormed out of the garden.

Evidence to hear his next order but she heard nothing. After they had been mute with each other for about a minute, Mr. Evidence broke the silence. "Pleasure yourself." He said as he gave a naughty smile and never removed his eyes from Crystabel who was still standing in front of him. He cleared his throat and spoke again. "As you can see, I'm not in a good condition. so… it means…" he paused and used one of his fingers to scratch his head before he finally spoke again. "It means you will do all the work. You will pleasure yourself in my presence. Now, strip!" He ordered.

"The past belongs in the past, and it should stay that way. We're now looking into the future. Prepare to lose your lives if you dare to disobey my orders." They all became silent once more, their eyes widening in disbelief at what had just occurred the day before. Even some of them chose to remain silent in order to live another day. It was the best decision they could have made. "Then allow me to state this clearly. I'm only here to make new rules and break old ones. There are no room for argument." The air surrounding them became cold, as if they were in the middle of the winter. They can lose their status, or possibly their lives, if they make one wrong move.

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

“Morning, Uncle Wan. Can you do me a favour and stop the bus A47, bus license number 2304-AC8. I want all the bus route coming to and going from the next stop it stops at.” Uncle Wan wasn’t his blood relatives, but because City Y was heavily occupied by the Yang family, even the public transportation in City Y can easily be influenced by the Yang family. Yang Tian-Xu might call the owner of the bus company, Uncle Wan. But that was just to be polite. The owner of the public transport company made the calls to follow all of Yang Tian-Xu’s orders. Without any questions, he follows them blindly. This is the power of the heir, his extreme authority over anyone working and operating their business

I said, feeling disgusted. Pocholo shook his head at me as if he was disappointed by what I said. "Your answer is okay. Only the last one doesn't sound good. You sound sarcastic, Beau." "I can't take it anymore! My knee is about to give up" "There is nothing more I can do to help you, Beau. If I disobey the Commander, we might get worse." "It's unfair! I don't like staying in camp! Why haven't they let me go yet?! Apollo's behavior is really bad!"

As I left my audience with the King of idiots my head was spinning. I had way more questions than answers and I had no idea when, or if, I’d ever get a real explanation. Clearly Mr ‘Obey Me’ didn’t think I was worth giving any answers to, and there was no way I was going to try and ask my escort as I was sure he considered it ‘not my business’. Of course, why would the direction of my life be my business? I hated werewolves.

He suddenly realized that Arista was also witnessing all this, so he frowned, casually threw Demetrius aside, leaving him with a bit of breath. “I don’t want to dirty my hands today. Consider yourself lucky.” Levi waved his robe, speaking in a commanding tone, “In any place, if the four of you appear, just remember one thing.” His voice was indifferent. “Submit.” He took a step forward, and Arista intentionally didn’t move his left foot. Levi stumbled, and even the shadow on the ground became awkward, but despite kneeling, some members of the Dead Land pack still saw him. Everything fell silent.

His fingers plunged into her slick heat, and she cried out, the sound echoing in the steel cage of the elevator. Every stroke, every curl of his fingers was rough, merciless, designed to remind her that she wasn’t just his weapon, wasn’t just his trophy. She was his possession, his addiction, his perfect little weakness. And when she shattered against his hand, gasping his name, his lips dragged across her ear as he whispered the promise that made her shiver to her core: “Obey me, Sienna… and I’ll give you the world.”