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Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets invitation
The walk back toward our quarters was anything but quiet. The streets of the pack still buzzed with life after the day's contests, and Isla and I carried the heat of attention wherever we went.Stares followed us—some curious, some openly respectful, others dripping with disdain or jealousy. Whispers rose and fell like waves. I could almost taste the bitterness in some voices, men muttering about how I'd stolen victories that belonged to the males they supported, women muttering about how I dared to walk as if I owned the place.Chauvinistic fools.Isla kept her chin lifted, her arm brushing mine as though shielding me, though she had no need. I was used to these kinds of gazes; I had been stared at all my life, whether for being too small, too strange, too stubborn, too useless. Now they looked at me because I had done what they thought I shouldn't have been able to."Don't let them get to you," Isla murmured, though her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Half of them want to be you, the
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets race II
The track stretched wide and long, lined with obstacles—barrels, wooden hurdles, pits of sand, even narrow water trenches. I had heard from Rachel that there were mines too, and from the grim looks of some riders, I knew it wasn't a rumor. There were also whispers of nails hidden in the dirt that would spring up without warning, shredding hooves and spilling riders onto the cruel ground. Blood was expected here; death was a spectator's entertainment. They called it a race, but everyone knew it was war disguised as sport.Hail the three bloody Lycans. They really had learnt from their father, and had even become worse. War chants rose from the stands, hundreds of voices thundering as one, shaking the air with anticipation, enlightening the contestants that we didn't come here for a mere race. The riders were lined up, mounts restless, nostrils flaring, their coats gleaming with sweat before the start had even come. The crowd's energy was infectious, rolling through the field in wave
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets race
The referee fled from the field instantly. I would have laughed but for my precarious situation."Do you think I would let you win over me, witch?" The dark mage gloated, finding strength in his knees, standing erect, cold eyes washing over me. I let him lift me above the ground, even squirmed my legs for show, pretending to be struggling in the confines of the dark threads.But as much as I had been late to stop the spinning threads, I had been fast enough to activate my body heat, the innate magic that surrounded my skin, that stopped nonsense from penetrating. Around us, more cheers, for the male.Unstable dorks. "You can't speak? Don't worry, I will make sure to pay you in kind. I will make sure your voice pulls down the field…"I looked down at him then, smiling like a Cheshire cat, when he frowned; when his eyes narrowed, when he became aware that I wasn't bleeding, that there were no cuts on my skin.Fool could finally see it.He tried to save face, to salvage the situation.
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets retribution
My next fight was against a fellow with a tongue forked like a serpent's. The moment I saw him step into the combat field, tongue darting in and out, I nearly laughed. He was lanky, his head shaped like an oval ball, bald and shining under the sun as though freshly polished. A curtain of beards and a drooping moustache hung on his face, the kind I had only seen in illustrations of old British monarchs. It was so out of place here that I couldn't help the smirk tugging at my lips.The man didn't prance about like my first opponent. He simply stood, stopping his tongue motions–probably because he could see that it didn't scare me–staring at me. His stare was cold, probing, as if trying to crawl inside my head and twist something there. That was when I knew. Our gazes locked, and the certainty washed over me like a tide—I had found the one behind the handkerchief from earlier, the one laced with dark magic meant to knock me out. He was no ordinary fighter. He was a mage. A dark mage.I
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets so, it begins
The sun beat down heavily when I stepped onto the combat field, my boots crunching against the packed earth. The first step in my revenge plan has arrived, and I was so happy to relish it.The combat field smelled of dust, iron, and anticipation, and I stood in the middle of it, hands tucked into the deep side pockets of the combat pants we had been issued that morning. The trousers were tough, gray-black fabric, cinched at the waist with a thick leather strap, and though clearly designed for utility, they fitted snugly enough to reveal the lines of my body. The shirt matched—a sleeveless, close-cut top that left my arms bare, my scars visible if anyone cared to look too closely. Boots, steel-tipped, heavy on the earth. Practical. Perfect for a fight.I cocked my head to the side lazily, watching my opponent prowl the far side of the circle, chest puffed out, stretching his arms like some great beast preparing to pounce. He was broad—too broad—and the sun caught the sheen of oil he
Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets three brides II
"Where is your mind, Sage?" A pause. "Isla, tap your friend… I don't think she is here with us."But I was, not fully, but I was. I had heard her gloat about her family's thriving business, had heard the pride hanging in every word that left her mouth, had heard the condescending tone too when she addressed Isla, or asked about her family, especially when Isla had revealed that she was the black sheep of her rich but ignorant family. Naomi had truly changed. Or was it a façade to keep up with Claire and Lilian? I didn't think so, not with that cold glint that had stayed in her eyes when she had suggested playfully that Isla and I be thrown into the dungeons.But when Isla tapped me, I pretended like I had been lost in thought. "Yeah, did something happen?" I murmured, crossing my legs, eyes fixed on the three brides who stared at me like they just couldn't understand me or my audacity. Their gazes were sharp, studying me as though I were some rare creature they hadn't encountered
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