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He is not well- versed in these kinds of things, he usually just ignores it and stores it in a jar inside his head, and when it needs to be let out, he just goes to the firing range and there he pours everything out. “Well, at least the scenery takes my mind off of some things. That is the nearest thing to not having emotions,” Auria mumbled out. Still, Azrick heard what she said, he tried to think of something to say to somehow ease what Auria from what she was feeling, but he could not think of anything else. “I am here! Here’s your ice cream!” Suddenly, Jack came into the picture, holding an ice cream cone and two ice cream cups. “Sorry for the wait, the line was so long,” Jack said.

Did we really need this much people following us? Feeling the sense that I have eyes boring into me, like my body is burning from it. I glance where I see Jaxxon, eyes ready to kill. Why is he staring at me like he wants to hurt me. ‘Hurt you in bed maybe. Like let him flip you around?’ Akira says walking around in my head. ‘Stop it Akira. You have such a dirty mind.’ ‘Well look at that Greek god, he can rampage me savagely’

Akira yelped happily as Fang licked her face sloppily. I remained seated in the far corner of my mind and let Akira have her moment with Fang. She was brutally betrayed by her mate and no matter the differences between me and Xee were a big deal for me but as far as Akira was concerned, her only source of peace was Fang.

Akira quickly drew the other chair closer to her, her face broadened with a wide smile. "Oh, Xenra, you don't know how much I've missed you. How have you been? You're not looking any different, still the same, so beautiful and young," Akira's words tumbled out in a rush as she spoke. "I've missed you too, Akira. I'll take that as a compliment." She stated, causing my brows to twitch. A compliment? Xenra never needed anyone to tell her how beautiful she was. She was so full of pride that she needed no acknowledgement from anyone.

And still, he glared at her through the agony, refusing to give her the satisfaction of breaking him. “Say goodbye,” she whispered, her fingers pulsing with raw energy. But I wasn’t going to let that happen. Not to him. Not to the man I loved. Not again. Akira hovered midair, her gown of fire flickering wildly as her hair floated like it was underwater. Her voice boomed with a weight the stone walls could barely hold. “I could kill any of you,” she hissed, her eyes now glowing red like heated coals, “and London would simply take the body of the one who survives. I am done losing.”

Akira has always been marked as a popular ladies man which was after rumors started spreading that we could be gay when we decided to abstain from sex and pursue our goals, seems like Akira took it too personal by fucking almost half of Tokyo who wore skirts and blouses. "Bro we requested for their pictures to be taken off their file so we could better grade their projects equally without any gender inequality, if not many wouldn't have voted in the lady whose project was deemed best" I say checking my watch knowing the office will soon be filled with employees including my Junior developer "true, men and their ego. I'll let you be Mr. dragon and I'm looking forward to seeing your new develo

Akira tried to make her feelings not sad, she felt what An felt. Spontaneous Akira kissed my forehead, I felt calm and my heart became happy that someone would care about me. Akira said, "Why did you run away from me? What if there are bad people who want to harm you? What should I do without you? I'm here fully responsible for your presence. If you go home now, your mother will be disappointed in you. "

I said as I got out of the car with the help of the security guard. “Ola, may I talk to you for a second?”, Christiana, my manager asked and I nodded following her to a more distant area. I already knew what she wanted to say. “The news about you these days isn't pretty Ola, a lot of teenage girls look up to you but you're not acting right. First you were terribly drunk and talking nonsense about your ex and yesterday you caused trouble at some gallery? Well the drunk part did earn you sympathy but you're supposed to be confident, less bothered Ola! Yesterday wasn't cool at all Ola, you should've showed your supremacy by going to the auction and getting that painting like a boss” She said an

Kael's p.o.v My legs trudged through the mud as I walked my way to Akira's cottage. Though a doctor primarily, she has been gifted with certain powers by the moon goddess, one beyond what an average Northern pack Lycan could possess. Akira has a eyes that could foresee, sometimes into the future. A rare gift that has been evident from a young age of ten since I have made acquaintance of her. I had first seen her at the market square, all unkempt and for once, I had thought she was one of the few insane people roaming round the market area and almost malad.

Akira stared at her lovingly after the long, warm embrace. Akira beamed. Akira was a quintessence of beauty. Her bright eyes could illuminate a dark room. Her eyes carried the color of the sea. Her full lips fitted her face perfectly. Her nose gave her face a glamorous appearance. Whenever she smiled, her dimples displayed themselves on her cheeks. Her slender body always fitted perfectly into any outfit. Akira was an exquisite tall woman. Akira has played a huge role in making sure she lived a comfortable and fun life, here in the pack. Freya was surprised as to how she was able to stay long. For someone who never felt comfortable about coming to the pack until she stepped her foot into it.