THE KING WAREWOLF'S
bag 23's
"it is clear to me who the real woman named Fatel is" insisted Rema,
Nicho sighed heavily, if this is so then he had to put the real thing on this mate.
"and I hope you keep our conversation going" Nicho said
"he? why is it?" ask Rema
"yes, then don't ask" Nicho said
"yes, now you're starting to dare to hide something from me?" Rema slightly raised his tone.
"that's not it, it's something important, so..."
"oh so right now, is there anything more important than me? your mate?" Waistband rhyming
"haish, good is good, she is a lost goddess" Nicho said slowly
"what? why can?" ask Rema
nicho tells Rema who Fatel really is.
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Jery stared at an invitation card on her table,
"who sent him?" jery asked Arry, he opened the card upholstery
"well, I don't know" said Arry
"well, the previous Alpha Werbor pack like him can not be patient" said Jery in addition to his slow kekehan
"really? I didn't expect it" Arry said
"it's not good, we can further investigate whether my sister is really there" Jery said
"yes, you are right, can make it easier for us to establish the truth" said Arry
"this time I myself will attend this event" said Jery, he folded the card again
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Fatel waved his hand towards Lili and Ema
"until you meet again, take care of yourself " said Fatel.
he turned his body, but he instead hit someone's chest, he looked up a little to see his perpetrator.
"have you been satisfied playing?" dylan asked, he said a little softly
Fatel raises next to his eyebrows,
he slightly tiptoed, putting his palm on Dylan's forehead.
"hm, not hot." Fatel dropped his hand.
"what are you doing, don't touch me as you please" Dylan said.
"what the fuck? why are you saying that to me?"ask Fatel not to accept
"are you? why touch my forehead like that?" ask Dylan furiously
"i thought you had a fever" said Fatel
"yes, I'm healthy" Dylan's circus
"then, if you're okay, why did you come up to me here and what's with your tone of voice?" ask Fatel suspiciously
"i, uh,..." Dylan turned his face in all directions, which was definitely not Fatel's face, he saw the swing behind Fatel "it was because I wanted to play the swing and my voice was ordinary" Dylan smiled forcefully and spoke coldly and flatly.
'what's Dyl? swing play? are you trying to make a joke?' Leo nodded while mocking Dylan, and Dylan only growled.
close-up
get closer
nearer
real close
so that Dylan could feel that the girl's breath was sweeping across his face,
'shit, I can't stand Dyl' Leo
"you're the kind, I'm really gonna cut you Leo" Dylan threatened.
Dylan became misbehaved and held his breath.
"you're lying" Fatel said in his low voice, making Dylan hot cold.
his heart is beating very fast, though,
Dylan pushed Fatel's head with his index finger.
"you, stay away from me" said Dylan
"cheek, you Alpha liar" Fatel took two steps away from Dylan, holding his hand to his chest.
"well, watch your words" Dylan pointed at Fatel's mouth, making his index finger tremble, eager to touch his thin lips.
"no, I'm not gonna look after her" Fatel shook his head quickly.
"you're lying, you liar" Ejek Fatel told Dylan.
"eohs? what do you mean? I'm an Alpha Werbor pack so impossible to lie to" Dylan raised his chins conceitedly.
"clearly, obviously I saw a flash of lies in your eyes" Fatel pointed to Dylan's two eyes with his two fingers from a distance.
"keep your attitude and watch your words, you don't know who you're dealing with?"snapped Dylan.
"ckckckck, had lied, dodged, not worth it" instead of his fear, Fatel even clucked and shook his head.
"you want to die right now Miss Waynn?" Dylan spoke sharp and piercing, but again Fatel waved his right, Fatel fluttered his palm in the air.
"haish, but I still love my life, Mr. Blake," Fatel said casually
"good" a grin rose from Dylan's lips
"but.." Fatel's remark made Dylan wrinkle his forehead deeply plus an indistinct smile on Fatel's face.
"you're still a liar, honorable Mr. Blake" Fatel gave a smile that made Dylan wantonly to tear and stir the contents inside his mouth.
"stop fishing for me Miss Waynn, I'm not playing with my words" Dylan said, again Fatel was undaunted.
"ups, I'm feeling scared now" Fatel frowned his mouth, more precisely his taunting.
Fatel himself did not know how he could be this brave, as if he would feel that he and Dylan were very close.
all right, I can't stand Dylan's inner.
Dylan held onto both of the girl's jaws, making Fatel startled instead of dumbass.
without another babibu, Dylan stuck his lips on Fatel's lips.
Fatel died a flea, he blinked his eyes, he was like an ice statue now, moving to refuse can not, with his palms that seemed frozen.
Dylan didn't do anything, he just wiped a little of Fatel's lips, without a kiss and******, he just stuck to his lips.
after a long time, Dylan moved away from his face and smiled mockingly at Fatel's expression.
"your punishment, Miss Waynn" Dylan passed away as Fatel was alone with his shocked face.
