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“That’s impossible!” “But why? It’s normal, no? I just asked him about the mission and he explained everything to me.” I shrug. “Keira.” Jayden places his hand on my shoulder, “When I told you that the Black Tiger doesn’t talk to anyone, I meant it. He never exchanged words with any of us, we don’t even know what his voice sounds like.” I raise an eyebrow and look at them nod. I laugh and run my fingers through my dark hair, “I guess I gave him no choice then.”

she said and left from there ---------- Meanwhile, Zia, Charles, and Will are so busy looking for Eren The market, in which Adar was seen the last time They investigated it properly and found many clues and a mysterious symbol with a circle inside a square with a dot in between and a line diagonal to the corners No one had a clue of what that symbol was, but they found evidence that Eren constantly bought magic stones in the market In general, a magic stone is a life essence of a monster, and Eren is noted as the most powerful magician So it left them in confusion that why would Eren ever need a magic stone if he has an earth and fire magic in himself Zia learns all the new things about her

I brushed my thumb over the petal and explained, “Why black rose? I want to know.” His eyes were fixated on the rose in my hand as he swallowed before opening his mouth, “Because nothing depicts me better than a black rose. The black rose is a symbolic flower with multiple meanings and interpretations. It represents intensity, darkness, passion, rebellion, and dominance, all of which resonate with my personality. A black rose is also a symbol of mystery, unknown, and unrequited feelings, which perfectly portrays whatever is between us.”

whispered Asen, his eyebrows rising. "Yes," Andhara replied. "They were trained by the Black Order, another name for the Orions. I've seen the symbol on their weapons. Look on that left arm." All eyes followed Andhara's pointer-and saw a dark tattoo resembling a half moon with a snake eye in the center. Nala bit her lip. "We... have been used?" "Yes," Andhara nodded. "We're just pawns." Claudia stared at the weapons unloaded from the large metal car. "That... wolfsbane?"

"And the Black Pistons? They're not just a motorcycle club, are they?" Her laugh is warm, genuine. "They are a motorcycle club. Just not only that." She begins walking again, guiding me past trees bearing fruit I've never seen—silver-skinned with flesh that glows from within. "The Black Pistons are primarily dragon shifters. The clubhouse serves as the heart of their territory, a place they can be themselves without hiding their true nature."

If I was ready for what today meant. I wore a black outfit—black pants, black fitted top, black boots. My hair was tied back. No jewelry except the ring Ace had given me a few days ago, the one that symbolized the promise of our merging empires. Black has always been my favorite color, not because it’s aesthetically pleasing but because it represents everything I am—power, silence, danger, mystery. And honestly? Because it reminds me of death. And death is something I’ve always been intimately familiar with.

So I just stood there with him clinging to me like that. Father Alpha stepped forward, stopping right in front of me. He was so close that with my head bowed, all I could see were his black-soled cloud boots and the corner of his cloak—black, heavy, and embroidered with a faint pendant etched into the fabric. I squinted. The symbol was unmistakable. That pendant belonged to the Blackstone Pack. My heart skipped. Little Rice Dumpling had called him “Father Alpha.” That could only mean one thing. The Alpha of the Blackstone Pack?

As I moved one step closer, he opened his hand, and I suddenly stopped when I saw the piece of technology he was holding. I had never seen this exact device before, but since it was important for me to stay informed about the cities, I recognized the flame and lightning symbol on the side. Blackthorn Technologies was the main company that made weapons in the shifter world, and if I was right, Mr. Mason was holding a high-level taser that would force me into a partial shift, leaving me trapped between wolf and human form and completely under his control.

Alon added, “Additionally, the dragon-carved commander stamp is made of black gold, which is more precious than gold. The whole commander stamp is painted black, so it looks icy cool!” There was a thud as Trevor accidentally touched the beer bottle on the table. He gulped. He looked at the “fake commander stamp” on the table fearfully and had a foreboding sense. “Mr. Fuller, what are you trying to say?” Alon picked up the black gold commander stamp and expressionlessly said, “What I'm trying to tell you is that the black gold commander stamp symbolizes the new God of War's noble position. Meanwhile, you made the God of War eat your leftovers?