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He glared at Cherokee with bloodshot eyes and smashed his fist, which was as swift as a strong wind, towards him. “Haha, each of us are merely serving our own masters,” Cherokee retorted. Cherokee laughed fiercely and threw a punch. After a dull, muffled sound, both of them retreated two steps back. Meanwhile, a member of the Jade family’s cavalry darted up and slashed his knife at Raiden’s chest. From next to him, Kamaitachi shouted, “Watch out, Master Black!” Rushing forward, he stood in front of Raiden to block the blow. With the sound of a slice, one of Kamaitachi’s arms was chopped off by the attack.

"Target two is their comms hub. Ezra jams it while we strike. Target three, an Elder safe house. Avery strips the leader live. Mira, Kael, you see the vision? Lower classes running the show." "Vision looks good," Mira said, voice gaining heat. "No more bowing. Kael, rally the others. Avery, we pact official. Overthrow starts at midnight. Your word holds?" "My word holds iron," I promised, meeting every eye. "Ezra, even with one eye you see the path. Ronan, secure the rear tunnels. Jax, scout ahead with their crew. Damien, plan the raid details out loud." "Details are tight," Damien said. "Midnight hit. Twenty of us with forty of yours, Mira. Avery draws fire topside. We flood from below. Kae

The projected Transmigration Bureau agents charge and scatter the Ravens attacking close to the ground. Kera either slashes them apart with her overgrown talons or bites them in half with her fangs. Ankou throws a barrage of acidic blood-balls just like a rapid pitching machine. And Yama Ranger, on his creepy steed Nightmare, blasts away with his two six-shooters, a lever-action carbine in his third hand and his portal-opening lasso in his fourth.

In the city of Portico, inside Yoldes palm. The Nightclaw pack members gathered in their full numbers, all of them armed with several weapons as they were prepared for the long awaited raid. They had axes, knives, metal bats and all other sorts of weapons. Their eyes gleamed with determination and conviction to fight. The slightly balding Alpha of the pack, Alphonse, stood at the crown of the stairs looking at Nicole whose hands were held in his tightly. The latter seemed gloomy and sad about what Alphonse was about to do.

Kaiden moved stealthily in the shadows, his wolf was Eager to tear apart and shred Apart the people who dared lay harm to Freya, With Nathan close by, they had both neared an opening point by the back doors as they saw rouges filtering in and out from the sound of the alarm And on his orders they attacked, Kaiden barraged through the enemy’s defense, thrashing and gnawing off the bodies of rouge vampires and wolves, No mercy, as they didn’t show mercy to the weak humans they had captured neither did they show mercy to his wolves that have been slaughtered,

Even though he was strong, he was still not a match for a Lycanthrope. “He’s weak,” Night whined. “I’ll let you play with him,” I told him and unmerged from him. Night’s way of toying with an enemy was different than mine. While I made them believe that they would be able to hurt me, Night's way was to slash or bite them, jump back, and then attack them again when they thought they could get away. He was instilling fear in the enemy. Suddenly Andre roared in pain and I saw our mates’ hand curled around Rose’s neck. Rose’s neck was twisted at a strange angle. Aleena had killed her.

Kazuya's office was dimly lit, the shadows playing across the walls as he waited. The silence was interrupted by a soft knock on the door. “Enter,” Kazuya called, his voice calm but authoritative. Nakamura stepped inside, his face a mask of professionalism. “You wanted to see me?” Kazuya gestured to the chair opposite his desk. “Sit. What’s the situation?” Nakamura sat, her eyes narrowing slightly as he leaned forward, his fingers steepled. “Marcus has informed me about a planned attack by the Rinaldi family on our organization. It’s set to happen tomorrow .”

“Raymond, you okay?” “Hurts,” he says, light dim, leaning on me. “But I got this.” Akira disables a trap, her blade cutting runes with precision. “We’re close,” she says, voice tense. “Like the alliance?” “Deeper,” I say, shadows steady. “Keep going.” In a quiet alcove, I pull Raymond close, kissing him deep, hands warm on his waist, our bond sparking like a wildfire. “You’re killing it, sunshine,” I say, voice low, pride burning in my chest.

“But you take Elias and ten of the Bloodfang assassins with you. No exceptions.” Killian gave me a half-smile. “Look at you. Giving orders like a proper Alpha.” I didn’t smile back. “This isn’t about titles. It’s about survival.” Maeve pointed to a cluster of cliffs near the western flank. “I’ll take the ghostwolves and circle around. We can scale these ridges in less than a day and launch from behind.” “And what about you?” Lira asked, eyes on me. I looked at the bloodstone pendant at my neck.

We had successfully executed the raid, secured the necessary leverage, and neutralized the massive threat hanging over our family. "Let us go back home," I said, offering him a small, relieved smile. "I want to check on Amy." "Nick has the car waiting," Kade agreed. We turned around and started walking toward the open doorway of the storage unit. The freezing wind felt refreshing now that the massive weight of the Russian threat was finally lifted from our shoulders. Suddenly, a harsh burst of static crackled loudly through the small radio earpiece tucked inside Kade's right ear. Kade stopped walking immediately. His relaxed posture vanished, and the rigid, calculating mafia executive instan