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He had a doubt but shook it aside thinking she is a human and there is no way that this could happen. "Alpha, the girl is a professional assassin and is working for R agency. She was adopted at the age of 3 years by Renzo the chief of agency and she became one of the best fighter last year completing her training. Also she is skilled in many languages and martial arts. We couldn't find out about the real parents yet... Will inform you soon about it..." Xavion hummed in approval. "Is there any kind of mental or sexual harrassment happening in the agency which might cause mental trauma or something like that..."

There was shuffling, muffled sounds—then a weak, trembling whisper. “Anya?” Celine. My grip tightened on the phone. “Don’t you dare hurt her!” I snarled, my fists clenching. The man laughed again, cruel and amused. “Oh, I won’t… as long as you cooperate.” I forced my voice to stay steady. “What do you want?” His tone turned to ice. “I need information.” A heavy pause. “Spy on Viktor Romanov. I want to know what’s going on inside his fortress—his plans, his movements. Every single detail.” His voice sharpened. “That is the only way your little friend stays safe.”

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

“Is that a crime?” “No,” I said, biting back a smile. “It’s just... unexpected. You know, with you being a woman and everything, I would have thought that you would be interested in different things.” She tilted her head. “You forget I was trained for this. I wasn’t meant to be a pawn in some alliance. I was supposed to lead. And me being a woman does not change who I am, Alpha Nolan.” There it was. That fire. That reminder that she wasn’t here because she begged to be.

I said probingly and it gave the result when he started talking. "I thought... actually I knew. And she was Arina Ivanov... Now she is Arina Romano!" He said and I didn't let my face changed. "Plan Arina... should be named Plan Russian Mafia right? When did you find out?" I asked and he smirked.

She turned back to face me with an impish grin, "Oh, I just wanted to tell you that the wolf working on the security cameras completed the job. Not only did he wipe your presence from the building, he hacked into all four of their emails and sent in their resignation letters. He then hacked into their social media accounts to make it seem as if they're alive and traveling the globe or wherever. He'll gradually stop after a while. We just have to hope the families of these people don't figure out they're missing. Either way, there's no evidence to tie anything to you." "That's good. He did a good job," I praised, expressing my gratitude. "He did an excellent job is more like it. It's crazy wh

Reagan’s new job description is Punisher. From being Hannah’s bodyguard to torturing Ivan and others that they caught. They made sure that they had all of the photos of the men as they showed them to the omegas. Letting the point of whomever touched them. Kiara did it in a short time. He went into the cold underground dungeon where they kept Ivan. He glanced at him who had a bandage on his head. He’s in heavy cuffs, the bars are made of chromium.

he answered, and Ryan’s eyes darkened. “Go on,” he said in a low, angry tone. “Angela eloped the wedding because she had fallen in love, but he was just a mafia agent, and he delivered her to Jason Romanov.” “Of course it’s that pest; he has still not learned his lesson,” Ryan smirked.

“See? It wasn’t as if it was force, Anna.” A cold bucket of water seems to splashed her awake. When Anna looked up, Romanov seems very pleased with what he is seeing. Anna’s cheeks flared. On her mind she was continuously cursing Romanov Salvador to death. You fucking scumbag!

With each step she took, she felt a growing sense of empowerment and a renewed commitment to exposing the truth. But just as they were beginning to make progress, a new figure emerged in the shadows of this unfolding drama: a mysterious woman named Anya Petrova. A former associate of Daniel Mitchell, Anya had managed to extricate herself from his dangerous world, but the past continued to haunt her. Driven by a mix of guilt and a desire for redemption, she reached out to Lena, offering her knowledge and expertise.