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The Shadow

The sound of the blade breaking came as a terrifying surprise. One second, Marcus was as good as a dead man, pinned against the truck with a silver-tipped knife inches from his throat. The next, the air seemed to fold in on itself.There was a sudden, violent rush of wind, a cold blast that smelled like mountain herbs and ozone. Before anyone could even blink, the assassin who had Marcus pinned down and was about slicing the silver blade which smelt like it was coated in wolfsbane was crumpled on the concrete floor, his poisoned blade snapped into two useless pieces of metal.Marcus staggered back, his hands flying to his neck, gasping for air. He looked at the floor, then at the space where the assassin had just been. He was alive, but his brain couldn't process how. He had been moved, physically shoved five feet to the right in the span of a heartbeat.But the "weird force" wasn't done.The two assassins who had been pinning Kira down suddenly flew backward as if they had been hit b

The Stalling Game

SUSAN’S POVI got the beep. It was a sharp, piercing sound vibrating against my wrist with a persistence that made my stomach tighten. That was the emergency device my most trusted allies had. It was a small, high-tech transmitter, built for one thing: a life-or-death situation. It only beeps when someone was in a corner they couldn't get out of, and hearing it now meant something had gone terribly wrong.The little device didn't just send a distress signal; it popped up an encrypted SMS and activated a GPS tracker. I tapped the interface, watching as a red dot pulsed on the digital map of the city. It was Mouse. I zeroed in to get his exact location. It was an old, abandoned steel foundry in the industrial sector and I rushed out immediately without thinking.According to the GPS, it would take me about ten minutes max to get to him if I pushed my pace. I made a run for it, my feet barely touching the pavement as I ran through the backstreets, hoping to get to him before something te

Blood and Gratitude

SUSAN’S POVThe cold night air hit my face as I ran. My feet barely hit the ground as I ran. Every second felt like an hour. In my head, I kept seeing the image of Mouse’s sister, tied up and scared and then it would flip to Silas. Silas, who had no idea that a small army of professionals was currently closing in on him just to get to me.Faster, I told myself. If you're late, you lose everything.I took the rooftops, jumping from one ledge to the next. The distance between me and the mill district was closing up gradually, but it wasn't fast enough. As I got closer, I heard the sharp, high-pitched hum of those electric zappers. My heart did a painful thud against my ribs. They were already using them and who else was their target except Silas. I know the sound of those zappers anywhere… Well, it's kinda one of the tools I use for my assignments so I knew first hand what those zappers could do and I didn't want it being used on Silas just because of me.I halted to a stop on the edge

The Commander's Interest

Somewhere in the quiet, high-end district of Oakhaven, there was a soft, rhythmic knock on the heavy oak door of Victor’s study. Inside, the room was dimly lit, smelling of expensive leather and cold air."Enter," Victor’s voice barked. It was a deep sound that could make anyone obey without question.A man in a crisp black suit, looking more like a corporate lawyer than a scout stepped into the room. He held a tablet in his hand, his expression carefully neutral, though there was a slight tension in his shoulders that hadn't been there an hour ago. This was one of Victor’s field scouts, a man trained to watch from the shadows without ever being seen."Sir," the scout began, bowing his head slightly. "We have the report from the mill district. The extraction of Silas Vane was a failure."Victor didn't look up from the monitors on his desk. He was watching a silent loop of surveillance footage from the school parking lot. "A failure? My men were equipped with high-frequency dampeners

The Victory Ball

LIORA'S POV The library project was finally finished. After weeks of hard work, the massive building stood tall, made of glass and polished stone. It was our biggest achievement since moving to Oakhaven, and for the first time in a long while, the air felt clear.Since the night in the alleyway, the black cars and the mysterious shadows had disappeared. It seemed like Susan had truly scared those hunters away. We were finally able to relax a little. Silas was still with us, too. He had become part of our daily life, though he still looked sad whenever he thought about how his sister had vanished again right after saving him."It looks good, Liora. Really good," Silas said, stepping up beside me.He was dressed in a suit that looked a little too tight in the shoulders, fidgeting with a silk tie. Since the alley incident, Silas had been a different man. He was quieter, his eyes often drifting toward the windows as if he were waiting for Susan to appear again. The fact that she had save

The Predator's Smile

LIORA'S POV Victor Vance stood directly in front of me, and the air around us seemed to drop ten degrees. His scent, that cold, metallic smell of iron and old snow was so strong it made my own wolf want to pace inside my chest."Victor Vance," I repeated, my voice sounding steadier than I felt. I didn't reach out to shake his hand. I kept my hands folded in front of me, my fingers digging into my own palms. "I believe I’ve seen your name on the donor plaque. You’re quite the supporter of the arts and education."Victor’s smile didn't reach his eyes. "A city without knowledge is just a collection of buildings, Miss Hale. I like to invest in things that last. Like this library. Or a solid reputation."Renn and Kira stepped up behind me. I could feel his massive presence including the heat radiating off him. While Kira stood with a casual, dangerous grace, her eyes scanning Victor’s suit as if she were looking for a place to slide a blade.Victor’s gaze flickered to Renn for a split sec

The Broken Wing Tattoo

Few hours before the group returned from the gala…After the final bell rang at Oakhaven High, the hallways were filled with the usual rush of students desperate to escape for the weekend. Jenny caught up with Theo near the bike racks, her face bright with energy."Theo! A group of us are heading to the diner for milkshakes and then maybe the arcade. You have to come," Jenny said, blocking his path with a playful grin. "Mia’s already said she might stop by later."Theo managed a small, tight smile. He liked Jenny, she was the only person outside his family who made him feel like a normal teenager but his gut was twisting with a restlessness he couldn't ignore."I can't today, Jen," Theo said, adjusting the strap of his bag. "I’ve got to finish up some work in the woodshop and check on a few things for Liora. I’ll stay in school for a bit and head back later."Jenny pouted but didn't push. "Fine, Mr. Serious. But you’re missing out on the best chocolate malts in town. See ya Monday!"T

The Unveiling

LIORA'S POV As I headed toward the door, Elias went to get Silas since Kira followed behind me to make sure I was okay. From the mumbling I heard as I was leaving, he was making up some excuse for our abrupt exit, probably something about a construction emergency or a burst pipe at a site. I didn't care what he said, as long as it got us out of that room. The air in the library atrium had become too hard to breathe.The ride back was quiet. Nobody wanted to speak. Kira eventually broke the silence, her voice tight with confusion. "Liora, what was all that about? You looked like you saw your own ghost on that balcony. Also what did that Victor guy want from you?” She bombarded me with questions and without letting me answer the first round, she continued. “He was giving me the creeps, I mean we all know he's a wolf right, you can literally smell it all over him. But what was his deal, Liora? You looked so pale all of a sudden.” She was finally done with her questions.I sighed, trying

The Countdown

LIORA'S POV Thorne’s hands were still resting on Finn’s shoulders as I leaned against the doorframe, gasping for air. The room felt like it was spinning. The afterimage of Victor’s frustrated face from my vision, the way he looked standing on our porch in the daylight was replaying in my mind.“Liora? Breathe,” Elias said, his hand steadying my arm.I blinked, and the living room slowly came back into focus. The smell of Thorne’s old books and the faint scent of lavender from Lena’s tea grounded me. I looked at the group; their faces were etched with a mix of terror and desperate hope.“I saw him,” I whispered, my voice still a bit shaky. “I saw Victor. He was here, on our porch. But it wasn't tonight. It was daylight. He was angry. He was shouting about how we didn't have records, how there were no certificates to our names, but then… he looked confused. He said something about us having a trick up our sleeves.”Gage let out a short, dry laugh from his corner. He looked at Lena, who

The Waiting Game

Usually, Saturdays were one of the liveliest days in our house. We barely ever went to work on weekends, giving us a rare chance to just be a family. I’d spend the morning on the floor with Finn, building impossible towers out of blocks, while the smell of Lena’s breakfast filled the halls. Almost everyone stayed home unless someone had to run an errand or the kids wanted to hang out with friends. It was our sanctuary.But this Saturday was different. The house was quiet, but it wasn't a peaceful quiet. The air was heavy, and everyone was on edge.We were all in the living room, eyes drifting toward the driveway, waiting for the clock to run out.Around noon, a black Sedan drove into our driveway, an indication of Victor's arrival. I stepped onto the porch before he could even kill the engine. Victor Vance got out of his black sedan, looking every bit the man in control. He didn't come with an army; he didn't need to.He walked up to the steps, a smug, narrow smile on his face, holdin

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