Novel & Cerita The Raven Method

"No one else will teach me because you told them not to. I'll have to drag the answers out from you." "But how is Raven alive? I mean, I don't want her to die, but what I heard is that she was supposed to be dead." Knox looked thoughtful. "There's something off about Raven.” “Uuh?" “Her scent changed. It was floral, but now it's sand mixed with rainwater—more like mud in rainwater. Also wolves don't have allergies, but she claimed she couldn't have honey during yesterday's dinner. I can't pinpoint what's wrong."

“And once we’re inside?” The Raven’s expression remained unreadable. “You wait.” Rowan frowned. “For what?” “For my signal.” “And if it comes late or never comes at all?” The Raven met his gaze. “Then you stay hidden.” Rowan’s jaw tightened. “I’m not about to leave Aria and my daughter in there for too long.” “I know. Which is exactly why you’ll fail if you rush.” The clearing fell silent. The Raven took a slow step closer. “I’ve spent years building people I can trust inside those walls. One mistake or an impatient decision…”And every one of them dies.”

Chapter 13 DAMIEN’S POV: The safehouse feels smaller every time she walks into the room. The single bulb overhead buzzes like it’s on its last breath, throwing long shadows across the concrete walls. Rain taps the tiny window high up like impatient fingers. Raven stands by the metal table, sorting through the med kit she dragged in earlier. She’s still in the black tactical pants and long-sleeve shirt, but she’s unzipped the vest halfway. I can see the black sports bra underneath, the way it hugs the swell of her breasts, the faint sheen of sweat in the hollow of her throat.

Jacob reassured him confidently. "Half of the men you appointed for this mission are already dead," Raven pointed out skeptically. "I don't trust you, Jacob. Remember, I was the one who revived you. You serve me, and if you fail to deliver what I want, I will not hesitate to kill you." Jacob's eyes flashed with a murderous intent but quickly returned to a calm demeanor. He nodded in acknowledgment. Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's

Raven rubbed her thumb over the back of my hand before turning to face me. Sensing my hesitation, she shuffled closer placing her free hand on the side of my face. My heart raced at the closeness my palms becoming sweaty as the nerves kicked in. Raven’s eyes roamed my face settling in my lips. Becoming nervous under her gaze I chewed my bottom lip only for Raven to purr. My body responded to her as tingles formed below.

How was I supposed to talk to a raven and save Dominic? ************************************

4 WITH THE MARE’S INJURY SALVED and wrapped, Raven returned to the cabin, and began setting things right. The plates and cutlery had been washed and dried and put neatly away on a shelf, the table wiped clean, and the wash water discarded. There was little left for her to do except to sit and read by the light of a tallow candle, a single volume of poetry, the origin of which, was now unknown. Raven sat at the table with the volume open, yet she could not seem to concentrate. She read the first line, then, read it again, and still it refused to penetrate her brain. If her companion noticed her restlessness, he gave no outward indication. Sitting by the fire, he methodically

She rushed towards Raphael. "Raphael, please let him go" she urged him softly. Raphael is oozing power like a burning hot furnace. No one is courageous enough to even lift their heads. But Valerie is trying to pacify him with out any fear, which shocked everyone. Arthur and Anesthesia are tensed. Ravens are known for their impulsive nature. They are worried that the Raven prince would hurt their in anger. What is making them even more worried is that, she just used his first name to address him. She was supposed to use his title.

Raven panted as her two friends filled with energy dragged her along with them forcing her to come to the packhouse. Raven clutched her rapid beating heart as she chased her breath. Raven doesn’t normally get tired as easily as this, but because her wolf’s health is still not in good condition her stamina decreases rapidly making her tire easily. “Come on Raven, we need to be there fast before Celia tampers with the investigation. This is the only way we can clear your name,” Robin tried to push Raven with her words when Raven suddenly stopped to chase her breath.

She took a deep breath and headed towards the aisle where she had encountered Lumiére the day before, but he was absent. He was not there. Disappointed, Raven sighed and leaned her forehead on the shelf. She realized that this situation was affecting her and she needed to clear her mind. " What the hell are you doing Raven", she berated herself. Feeling frustrated and defeated, Raven took a deep breath and leaned against one of the bookshelves. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her racing thoughts. She knew that she needed to clear her mind and focus, but the more she tried, the more she felt herself slipping into a state of anxiety.