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FIRST NEGOTIATIONS~TATE'S POV~The conference room smelled strange, like fear masked as air freshener. There was a long table with too many chairs. Supernaturals were on one side and humans on the other. There was a small space between each seat; close enough to feel the tension but far enough to act polite.I was sitting between Edward and Silas. Edward's heartbeat was calm. Silas had a strong, confident energy that made others pay attention to him.My heart was racing loudly.Across from me was Sarah. She had been with Heriberto for seven years, and her intense gaze felt like it could see right through you. She didn't wait for introductions."Tell me why we should trust you." No warm-up. Straight to the throat. The room went still. Even the witches stopped their restless whispers."You shouldn't," I said. Surprise rippled through the humans. Annoyance through the supernaturals.Sarah's eyes narrowed. "That's not an answer.""No. It's honesty."I leaned forward. My hands were flat o

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SEVERING THE TIES~DAXON'S POV~The morning didn't break; it bled across the horizon—a bruise of purple and grey that promised rain.I wasn't supposed to be in the training yard. The healers wanted me to rest. Mathias wanted me to strategize. But I had an itch under my skin....the kind that only violence or whiskey could scratch...so I was stalking the perimeter when I heard them.Aaron. And six others. Huddled near the treeline like rats planning a pantry raid.I didn't announce myself. I didn't call a meeting. I leaned against an oak tree, crossed my arms, and let my silence do the heavy lifting."She's selling us out," Aaron was saying, his voice tight with self-righteous fear. "Giving magic to humans? Negotiating with them? She's not a Luna. She's a liability.""A liability," I repeated, my voice dead flat.The group jumped. Two warriors reached for knives they weren't fast enough to use. Aaron spun around, his eyes widening, then narrowing."Daxon. We didn't hear you.""I know,"

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THE MARTYR'S TRAP~MARCUS BLACKTHORN'S POV~I was in the middle of pressing a shirt when the message arrived.There is something meditative about ironing. The heat, the steam, bringing order to chaos. It was 3:00 AM, the world was quiet, and I was enjoying a glass of Merlot that cost more than most people's vehicles.Then my phone nudged against the coffee table with a quick, quiet buzz. I picked it up, annoyed not by the news, but by the interruption."Old River Meeting Grounds. Breach in progress. 200 hostile. Non-combatant status unclear."I sighed, folded the shirt strictly, and finished my wine. I adjusted my cufflinks, checked my reflection... Immortality has its perks, specifically the inability to look tired, and walked out into the rain.The Old River Grounds were kind of a neutral zone, mostly used for treaties and the occasional duel. Tonight, it looked like a refugee camp for the insane. Two hundred humans stood in the mud. They weren't armed with guns. They weren't holdin

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บททั้งหมดของ Claimed by the silverfang alphas : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 113

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