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Aaliyah's drones descended into it and died one by one. Not exploded. Died. Their feeds went black with a final image: walls lined with glass cylinders, each filled with dark-gold blood suspended in starlight. Labels appeared on the dead feeds before they vanished. MILLER LINE: CONTAINMENT BRANCH A. MILLER LINE: CONTAINMENT BRANCH B. MILLER LINE: FAILURE, VOLUNTARY SACRIFICE. MILLER LINE: FAILURE, RAGE OVERRIDE. MILLER LINE: SUCCESS, MEMORY REMOVED.

Now they were on the ground, writhing, clutching their chests, gasping like dying animals. One by one, Draven’s men moved in, swift and merciless. They grabbed the incapacitated guards, binding their hands and legs with thick chains, dragging them into piles like broken toys. “Don’t kill them,” Draven ordered. “Not yet.” The men obeyed without question. And in the middle of the chaos, standing tall and calm, was her. Alice. The maid Caspian had once rescued. The girl who had played the victim so well. She dropped into a deep bow as we approached, her head lowered in submission.

"It's all in the contract. Didn't you even read it. The slave will ensure no harm comes to the master. The slave will do everything in their power to ensure the master's safety, comfort and happiness. You're not being a very good slave, Alice!" "Stockholm's" Caleb whispered into her ear. "Aren't you grateful I rescued you before you hit that stage?" With that, Alice pulled away from him and ran from the kitchen. For a moment he figured she'd come to senses and was trying to save herself. Until she returned holding a grenade. "You shoot him, we all die," Alice announced. "You see... when grenades go off in the movies it isn't accurate at all. If I drop this now, I can guarantee you, all of us

I fell on the ground wailing. "What are you talking about? You're making it really difficult for me to understand you because I don't get it" Axel glared at me, and laid her on the bed. "Is she dead? What did the master do to her? What crime did she commit that she was murdered brutally in this manner?" I continued crying. "Murdered? Who are you talking about that was murdered?" Axel widened his eyes in shock. "Why are you acting like you don't know? This is exactly the same way that slaves who have been slaughtered by the Master are being carried to the cemetery" I snapped at him, and he burst into laughter making me look rather stupid.

"Yes. Reports came in from Altid that we had shapeshifters amongst us. Soldiers in the palace as well as here. She got a lantern that would petrify them. They have been gathered and burnt alive." "That is wonderful news." "Yes, it is," Drussus agreed. However, Altid seemed to be worried about it. He wonders if it is dark magic." "It isn't," I said shaking my head. "Agnes' mother is just unusually powerful. She must have gotten her gift from her mother." "It is a relief then," Drussus smiled. "I suppose it is," I smiled. "Is there anything else?" "Not that I can remember at the moment," Drussus sighed. "We should call in a meeting, however. We do need to work on our strategy so we can easily

Three months after my Alpha mate disappeared, I searched the entire world desperately for him. I found him in a bar, his childhood friend in his arms, feeding him wine mouth to mouth. "The Alpha is confirmed dead. We will now begin preparations for the Alpha Election." "Luna, are we truly giving up?" asked the elder on the other end of the line, his tone laced with disbelief. I looked into the private room through the door crack, where my Alpha was caressing Desiree's cheek indulgently.

Dylan nodded his head in reply. Livia smiled at him and hugged him. Watching all of this, Alice felt if the ground opened and she could have buried herself, it would be better for her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was not that woman who would destroy others' happiness. She opened her eyes and it was cold enough to kill anyone by just looking at her eyes. "Alpha." She called. Everyone moved aside and let her catch a glimpse of Dylan. Looking at her eyes everyone was frightened. They did not turn blue or any other color but it was cold that gave others chills on their spine.

I state as I pull out of her. She whimpers at the loss of contact when I stand up to get my clothes from where I had put them. Once I have my briefs and pants on, I sit her up and toss my shirt on her before bending down and picking her up carrying her bridal style. She snuggles into my chest, and her breathing evens out as I’m walking us back to our bedroom. “Alpha, Preston is back and has information to report to you and the Luna, as well as their team,” Drake states, catching me walking across the driveway.

“...So you mean to tell me Drom is still alive, but I saw him die!” “If he was truly dead the covenant seal would have never appeared on your back, so I am certain he is alive, somewhere. Now please unlock the shackles, that is if you want to learn more.” Alicia unlocked her chains, making sure her guard was still up, many things had slipped through her grasp that night and she wanted to be in control of that situation. “And where does my mother fit into all of this?” “For this…” Like a snake she rapidly slithered her way past the state guards and knocked Robert off his feet, taking control of the wheelchair Martha was sitting on. She pulled out a dagger and placed it over Martha’s neck.