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The warrior refused to look away. But every warrior had an Achilles heel. He was hers and she was his. It was time to change that weakness into a strength. “Mate, you’ve kept your secrets long enough,” he growled low. The Alpha in him came to the surface. Panic flared within her and her breathing quickened. He quickly captured her chin to keep her in place when she attempted to break eye contact. “You have some explaining to do.”

"On instruction." I nodded like that meant something pleasant. "When do I meet him?" I asked. "Alexander." Isla looked at the window. Outside, the wolves in the training yard had stopped. One of them stood apart from the others, taller, still, the kind of still that wasn't rest but restraint. Even from three floors up, even with his back half turned, everything about him said do not. "That's him," Isla said quietly. I moved closer to the glass. He wasn't what I had built in my head over three days of nervous imagining. I had pictured an Alpha's son the way girls do when they're trying to be brave about something, handsome in a manageable way, perhaps stern but fair, someone whose eyes might

She wanted to go to the palace library and said, "Thank you for your story, Dom. Also, for the delicious snacks, Aaron. Excuse me." Era left quickly without giving Dom and Aaron a chance to say a single word. The urge made her really curious. So, she quickened her pace—almost running—and when she arrived at the palace library, she immediately grabbed the Alpha Family History Book. The book contained ancient records detailing the origins of the Alpha Family, complete with their intricate genealogy. Era quickly flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning every word carefully. She was stunned when she read the story of Teagan Donovan and Cecilia Shaw, ignoring Ursa's presence.

I smirked at my own joke. “That was an awful joke, Harlow,” Joe said over the headset. “Oh, come on, that was funny,” I said in English. “Ready for the next question?” I looked at them both, and they nodded. “Great. What specifically are you looking for before your Alpha attacks?” Brent slurred his words, but started talking before Jason could. “He’sh wanting to shee how many fighters you have, and he wantsh to build his army to beat yoursh.”

“Go on.” Fabian opened the door to a study. It was extremely dusty, but he still managed to sit on a couch that looked like it was barely holding up. He gestured for me to sit, and although I hesitated, I eventually did. As soon as I sat, he pulled out documents—letters, reports, and even a few photographs. “Ashley might seem like she has a lot of support,” he began, “but it all starts with her background. She’s not as solid as she appears. You’ll be interested to know she was actually born of an alpha, just like you.”

CHAPTER 4: MONSTER IN SHINING ARMOR? LIANA'S POV. The atmosphere around us was tense. Hostility brewed as both sides glared at each other, growling. The man I was with and who came to my rescue was Trevor, son of the former Alpha, "The Alpha Who never was," as he was known by. "How dare you desecrate these grounds, with your presence? Still want to take the life of another Alpha? I'm not that easy to kill, nephew," Alpha Roderick said in a disdainful tone and hateful look.

Ashley said. “What is it Ashley?” Badar asked “Alpha London and Luna Olivia have arrived and are with Alpha Mahnoor, and also Alpha Mahnoor is asking for you Alpha Badar” Ashley said “Ok, thankyou for informing me. You may leave now, and tell Mahnoor that I am coming” Badar said “Yes Alpha” Ashley said and left the room. “Dad why don’t you come and met Mahnoor as well?” Badar said as he was about to leave the room.

That kind of power was addicting. “It’s half of who you are.” Alpha Asher smiled wearily. “You do not have to accept that side, but it is smart to learn what you can.” “Breyona’s parents are big into history. They have all these ancient texts, but they still didn’t have much on Vampire’s.” I frowned. “I can see what I can do on my part.” Alpha Asher spun me around, rubbing the soft sponge against my back. “I make no promises—many Alpha’s do not care for history.”

"Let me see you, Ashly. Ashly had never wanted to be a good Omega; she'd never wanted to cave in and obey an Alpha. But Alex changed everything. Parted lips panting heavily, Ashly locked her gaze with Alex as the Alpha continued to plunge into her oversensitive body. Alex rode her hard and steady, meeting Ashly's rocking hips with heavy downward thrusts.

When Asher didn't respond, he tried again, “You can have a taste to confirm our story. We will even give you our permanent address so you can return her and collect your money if she is not to your taste.” I frowned at them. The audacity of them to assume that this was about me being sub-standard. Do they know the long line of men begging to have a taste of this heaven? Most importantly, did they know their dreaded Alpha was one of them? So how dare he stand there and assume me to be of low quality? Asher ignored them and signalled to his pack, “Only one must live!”