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She doesn't gave patience Milo pov“Little Damon?” I was more curious than shocked at who would dare to address Damon by that way. Either the person is tired of living or…My thoughts scattered like the wind.The crowd parted the way for a tall, striking, beautiful figure that strode in like she owned the whole room. Her long dark hair ran down the length of her back, reaching the small of her back. Her lips curled into something between a smile and a sneer.Her slow, deliberate steps echoed throughout the silent room. As she advanced forward. Not in any way affected by the cold and dangerous auras of the surrounding warriors, they threatened to swallow her.“She is an Alpha,” Lior’s trembling voice rang inside my head, already stating the obvious. I had felt it immediately when I saw her. That deep chilling fear that sent chills down my spine. Despite her slender build. Everything about her screamed danger. she looked like a predator advancing forward a prey. And from her traject
Milo’s POV“What??”My jaws dropped to the ground. I didn't know when the world tumbled out of my mouth. But I was so shocked that I didn't even realise another breaking piece of information.The mysterious and rumored commander of the shadow units have been a hot gossip in the pack, but right now my brain was going into different levels of shock and surprise.Damon, was the commanders of the shadow units. And just for a single slots to fight with their commander, different presure and dangerous auras rose withing the room, all aimed at me.Every warrior’s attention was focused on me. Their uninterested and apathetic gazes were now filled with hunger and something else I could explain.My chest constricted painfully as Damon’s words replayed in my skull.A match against them?... Against these monsters. Some of their auras are more dangerous, and powerful than even an elder of the pack.What is the extent of an elder authority in a normal pack. Elders in some packs are second to only t
Shadow unitsMilo povMy hands flew to my mouth in shock.Two men were brutally tearing into each other at the center of the square like ferocious animals, fists, and claws were flying in the air before connecting with sickening sounds on their bodies. Blood pooled under their feet, but they didn’t stop. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that this was a death match.But that was not what made my stomach twist painfully… The crowd surrounded the two men, cheering them on with every blow that connected like it was just a show, and not two men fighting to kill themselves. I sense a taste of horror clawing its way up my throat.“They are fighting for the tickets,” someone whispered near me.“Tickets?” I asked, but the words barely left before another voice answered, grim.“For their loved ones to be treated in the hospital. Only the winners get them.”I paused, a tremor ran through my body, at the revelation. The two men were fighting to the death just because they loved someone. And
The commotion Milo’s POVA week laterIt had been a week since that fateful night.A week since mas…Damon had taken me apart and stictched me back together in ways i couldn't explain…I don't think I even wanted to think about that day that was accompanied with both horror and sweet memories.I continued to drag myself through the day, that seemdd to bleed into one another. Everything already patterned and laid out for me, to follow blindly.My days starts in the pack hospital, offering one pint of blood everyday for the past three days now. Damon had refused at first but after series of exolanations that it won't harm or affect me in any way because us werewolves have high metabolism and high regeneration. Coupled with my flash healing abilities. After much difficulty he had reluctantly agreed, with one condition…To follow me for my procedures everyday.After which my training sections immediately begins, with master taking me on a death match instead of a sparing Training session,
Damon's pov“Get out!!” I snarled at them for the second time, this time my alpha aura sipped into my voice.“But…master...” the sluts all have faces of confusion, one even thought it was part of the show, her hands grabbed my cock…That did it, blinded with rage, I shoved them off maybe a little too hard, but I didn't care. Rage turned instantly into disgust, at them, at myself. The air suddenly felt very wrong. I gathered the trembling and brokened boy into my arms, his body continued to spasm against me. He clung to my body like glue, refusing to let go. Something clicked inside my chest. “leave…now!!” I growled, not at him, never at him, but at the shadows that still clung to the room like evil spirits. Without waiting for another order they scattered like scared rats, plunging the room into a deep silence, except for the little sobs that came from the boy beneath me.My attention focused on the crying boy, cradling his face. I made him look at me, my thumbs brushing the tears