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It made me feel uncomfortable, but I didn’t utter a word. “What are you doing?” Ryder asked. “Trying to figure things out.” A knock on the door sounded before he could ask any more questions. “Alpha,” Dale greeted softly. “What do you want me to do?” “Close the door.” I let Ryder explain things to him. Dale settled on the other side of the room with his laptop open and the USB stick plugged in. Ryder winced when Cora screamed as they re-watched the video to get to the part I wanted him to check out.

The voice at the other end sounded low and shaky. "Hello, Beta Christopher," he spoke. "You asked to call you at this time," he continued. "Come to the oak tree opposite the prison yard with the guards' food," I instructed him. He brought the food to the oak tree and was surprised when he saw me. He had shock expressed clearly through his eyes. "Alpha Darrell," he exclaimed. "I was supposed to meet Beta Christopher. W-what are you doing here?" he asked, still in shock.

Although, they were not as high quality as the one he was presently wearing. “You should prepare yourself in advance. There’s a Servers Manual on the table, they’ll provide you with one but you can borrow mine.” Arlert, whose history differed from the new roommate, still yearned for commonalities as he held the repeated phrases of the older man of great virtues; the older man who shared the same room as him, and graduated not too long ago. Thereafter, the familiar name rang on the sharp lad in which it halted his urgent sense of leaving a dangerous place to a pause of serenity because of the said Manual he skimmed through fast. His reflection in the mirror rested as he lifted the book in his

It was a fair point. I wondered why Alaric would risk his life to help us. We pulled over and wasted no time. With precise movements, Alaric began the process, each incantation and gesture designed to weaken the artifact. We gave Dennis’ written instructions to him. The air hummed with energy as the artifact began to glow. Minutes passed as Alaric continued his work, each of us surrounding the artifact in a circle. "Hold hands," Alaric said but it didn't sound like him anymore. We linked hands.

explained Al, handing over an official letter with a gold eagle stamp. #to be continued in Chapter 24.4 - Become a King

his said, his tone and eyes dead cold as he firmly shut the files, releasing his beta aura right towards me. Shit, he was a beta? Ohh come on, why would a beta even be running an all-alpha academy? Thankfully, I had taking my suppressant, so acting unbothered by his aura was not so hard, seeing this was what I was trained for, and a beta aura can't be compared to the Alpha's aura I had been exposed to daily. “So Mr Leon, this is your arranged class schedule, filled with every details for all the class you picked and their time and scheduled place,” he said as he handed me a green file with my name right on it, his smile now far off gone and so was his aura.

Jake stood, scratching the earth lightly with her paws, and overlooked the scenic picturesque, and there was serenity in her gaze. Alvaro’s face lightened in a wry smile. ‘Well, well. This just seems to get better and sweeter. And how it appeals to me that we all are in this grand game. I shall fight,’ he turned and began to walk away heatedly ‘but not today His body receded into a life-gargoyle as he laughed an unearthly laugh. His serrated wings were beating loudly and a shrill pitch rose from the disgusting thing. He looked up to the moon and gradually flapped away from the earth.

I question her. She opens his mouth to protest but then shuts it again. She knows very well the rules by which all werewolves follow. Once you submit to a new alpha, your life is in their hands. If you survive, follow his lead or else you forfeit your life. Not that I ever plan to kill my foolhardy mate.

"You also have my Alchemy Manual. That should tide you over till you earn more of my trust." *Woosh!* Ren executed his movement technique and left. Purple wind swirled in his wake. "This Alchemy Manual is to old to be yours!" Elder Tani yelled. Melinda and Tali walked over at that time. Yaya went back to the snow mountain. "What is it?"

I bypassed Marcus Vance’s cute little firewall with a single, sweeping deletion command, opened the secure protocol terminal, and manually entered the twelve-character string that ran the entire shadow empire. A-L-P-H-A-O-M-E-G-A-6-S-T-A-G-N-E-S. I hit enter. For a fraction of a second, the screen held its breath. Then, the bleeding crimson fonts violently bottomed out. The red crisis bars flickered, dissolved, and snapped into a pristine, automated, and uniform green. The Sterling conduits thawed. The eastern harbor is synchronized. The oxygen flooded back into the lungs of Vassal & Bane.