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New World Order

مؤلف: Abbie Whyte
last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-11-10 22:32:51
Vikron

Sitting in the dimly lit room, Vikron turned the flash drive Ultima Rawson had given him over in his hand. His thumb brushed along its edge, the metal cold against his skin. Uncertainty crawled over him like a living thing. He lifted the device toward the weak lamp light, studying it, then suddenly dropped it back onto the table.

It was the only thing Ultima Rawson had left him before he’d gone stiff that night, death drawing the last breath from his lips.

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  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Death Trap

    Camille's POV Sigewuf’s lunge was desperate. violent. Nothing like the cowardly posture he’d always carried. Starting with the nearest enemy Lycan, Sigewuf’s claws sliced clean through flesh. His fist punched into its chest, ripping its heart free. Swift. Bloodied. Another silver bullet tore through the air but froze mid-flight between Sena’s fingers. Her speed was blinding, unnatural by a million seconds, and it felt good. Devon stood firm on both feet. I didn’t attack. Not yet. I wanted to serve him a little torture, something feral, animalistic, and utterly untamed. Devon lunged. Sharp claws dragged across the ground as he crouched, then leaped, landing with a force that made the earth tremble beneath his paws. Sena didn’t flinch. Her eyes were sharp, alert. Then the air shifted; tilted,charged. A shrill, piercing sound exploded, deafening and lethal. A sound no Lycan should ever hear. A torture to the mind. I saw Sigewuf clap his hands over his ears. Vikron stood

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    BloodLust!

    Camille's POV Sigewuf’s lunge was desperate. violent. Nothing like the cowardly posture he’d always carried.Starting with the nearest enemy Lycan, Sigewuf’s claws sliced clean through flesh. His fist punched into its chest, ripping its heart free.Swift.Bloodied.Another silver bullet tore through the air but froze mid-flight between Sena’s fingers.Her speed was blinding, unnatural by a million seconds, and it felt good.Devon stood firm on both feet. I didn’t attack.Not yet.I wanted to serve him a little torture, something feral, animalistic, and utterly untamed.Devon lunged. Sharp claws dragged across the ground as he crouched, then leaped, landing with a force that made the earth tremble beneath his paws.Sena didn’t flinch. Her eyes were sharp, alert.Then the air shifted; tilted,charged.A shrill, piercing sound exploded, deafening and lethal.A sound no Lycan should ever hear.A torture to the mind.I saw Sigewuf clap his hands over his ears. Vikron stood rigid, refusing

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Guilt

    Camille's POV I felt it even before snapping my eyes open. Not just the darkness, but that suffocating stench of darkness and danger crawling under my skin and clawing through my veins. My eyes flew open. My heart slammed against my chest so hard it hurt. The air felt thin, making every hair on my body stood rigid. I sat up quickly, the covers sliding off to a corner of the bed. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. The night watchers in the center of the dome sat eerily still. Heads bowed, silent, unmoving. A sick twist spun through my gut. I rushed to the nearest one, placing a shaking hand on her shoulder. “Where’s Melinda?” Her eyes were dull. Empty. As though her mind had been pulled miles away. Cold dread poured into my stomach. I yanked another watcher, same blank stare. Same lifeless silence. Suddenly, the door behind us bucked inward, its hinges rolling back with a creaking groan.. And they appeared. Those Lycans; towering, murderous, emotionless eyes burned wit

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Unpleasant Surprise.

    MelindaThe blood-tasty bitch—her nemesis, the eternal curse of the witches.“Still as sensitive as always,” Rosalind chuckled, wickedness curling at the edges of her voice.Melinda didn’t answer. What was there to say? She could feel Rosalind’s hatred—even now, after all these years.Hatred that started with Alexa Woodland and twisted itself into an obsession so vile it sought to wipe out everything connected to her.“You killed him,” Melinda hissed through clenched teeth.Rosalind gasped dramatically, one hand to her chest as her sugary smile dropped.“Touchè.”“Melinda,” she cooed, feigning innocence, “that’s certainly no way to greet an old friend after so many years. How could you accuse me of something so awful?”The false sweetness cracked.Her lips twitched. Her mask fell.“Maybe it’ll interest you to know your fellow witches did the honors. I certainly don’t know how these magic spells work, you know…”Melinda’s fist coiled tight as she lunged, but her body stopped mid-motion

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Gone.

    MelindaVikron felt it instantly.He staggered back, eyes wide, as the sound of Camille’s voice shot through the bond.“Camille!”His voice blasted through the mind-link; raw, fierce, panicked. Warriors around him jolted at the sheer force of it.Vikron launched forward toward the dome, the earth opened beneath his feet as he ran. Dozens of pack warriors fell into formation behind him.“Stand back with the others and fight!” he commanded Demuel through the mind-link.---Melinda felt the shift; that nerve-crawling darkness, before she saw the figure lounged on a tree beyond the shadows.A silhouette she prayed never to see again.The shadow of one devoured by revenge… and jealousy.Goosebumps crawled across her skin.She blinked.Once.Twice.The figure vanished.Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.Not tonight.Not on the one night when nearly every pack warrior and soldier was stationed at the border—far from the dome.Far from Camille.Melinda lifted her gaze to the sky, now blacke

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Fight Or Flight ||

    MelindaThe problem with war was never just the blood or the bodies.It was the uncertainty of its end, and the bitter fruit of the losses it demanded.Melinda felt that truth burning in her soul as she jolted awake, breath tight, sleep refusing to return. A cold ripple moved through her chest, sharp enough to sting. Someone was slipping away. She could feel it… but she couldn’t tell who.Pushing back the sheets, she slipped out of bed and stepped into the inner chamber of the dome.The night watchers were still positioned on the polished floor, hands interlinked, lips moving in low, fluid chants. Their spells hung thick in the air, like incense, pressing against the walls with every whispered syllable.Melinda’s gaze drifted, finally landing on Camille.Curled on her small bed, she slept deeply, the herbal potion mercifully quieting the hours of agony that had racked her body earlier. For now, she looked peaceful. Fragile. Unaware.“Princess Melinda.”The voice came from behind, soft

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    The Coven

    Josh Some secrets must be protected at all costs. Secrets never to be spoken of or heard. Some secrets are far too sacred for words; for fear the wind might carry them away to the wrong ears. ************ Melinda sat in her usual old knitting chair, tucked at the fat corner of the dimly lit

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Between Blood And Grace

    Vikron“What’s going on, Alpha?” Demuel asked the moment Alpha Vikron stormed out of the Council’s hall.“Bloody motherfu**ing assholes!” Vikron barked. His silver eyes darkened to a stormy hazel; hard, furious, burning with rageHe had lost his entire family once, and for seven years nobody had gi

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    Disguise

    Sigewuf “You’ve been sitting there quietly for more than thirty minutes.” Sigewuf drained another glass of white wine, his voice calm but edged. “If you have something to say. . ."“I’m pregnant,” Leonora blurted. Her voice trembled as her eyes rose to meet his. “The doctor from my pack confirmed

  • Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid    The Summons

    Vikron He sat on the edge of the bedside table, his feet braced against the mattress, eyes tracing the lines of Camille’s face. His eyes roamed over her naked body, taking her in with slow, lazy hunger. He had never felt anything like this for another she-wolf since Catherine. It was as though ev

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