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The rage spread through every part of him as he walked beside Arthur, who carried the same anger after hearing through the mind link about the attempt on their Alpha's life the previous night. "Are they set?" Valker asked, and Arthur gave a small nod, indicating the shadows lurking within the trees. "We're waiting for your order, Alpha," Arthur answered. Valker acknowledged him and kept moving at a steady pace. The moment for the agreement was close, and he knew very well that Darius, the Alpha of BloodMoon, was still unconscious in his study. He stopped and turned another way, heading towards the meeting hall where Alpha Darius was supposed to meet him to complete and sign the agreement. Hi

How come they are blind? He smiled at me. I quickly moved away from his grasp. "I'm sorry." I told him. His scent caused my head to feel heavy. "It's my honor to save you, Mrs. Curie." His eyes staring straight to mine. I wasn't surprised how he knew my name. Vampires have the ability to see through your past just by touch. "Aiden, Alucard's only son. I'm here to meet your husband personally." he offered his hand. Alucard? He's a pure blood and the son of the Vampire Lord. I pretended not to notice his hand.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

Every time an alpha found his mate the God of werewolves would come to this cave to complete the last ritual. It was said that the God was hard to please. So luna had to put in more efforts in pleasing him than she could ever imagine in her wildest dreams. She could not hear anything except the ragged breathing of people who were in the cave doing the last minute final touches of the preparation. She felt a caress of hand on her face as somebody got close to her. Vishous's beautiful scent engulfed her almost immediately. She tried to even out her breathing. To say she was scared would be an understatement. The only thing that she knew about this ritual was that the God were terrifying. And s

Duran and Valko rushed out to us in their wolf forms, breaking the bedroom doors down while Clarke, Roger, and Shelly huddled together, comforting each other. We outnumbered the vampire, so he backed away now out of fear. “Good puppies,” he snickered. “I was only playing with you. I wasn't gonna hurt the girl,” he gulped. But I could smell his lie. I crawled up towards him and I guess he saw the look in my eyes, that I was gonna kill him. “I'm Alec, Lazarus's brother,” he barked out and my paws stopped. I sniffed the air and could tell he spoke the truth.

Alpha Marco had given me tulips as a token of gratitude, so I recycled them to visit his son. Dragging a chair, I sat on the chair beside his bed. “Nope! He didn’t ask me anything. I’m here just to see you.” Brandon slowly turned his head towards me, the glimmer of happiness in his pitch-black orbs puzzled me. “So, you still care about me. Good to know!” Perhaps Vincent’s beating had truly affected the proper functioning of Brandon’s brain, his wolf was behaving weirdly. So, I disregarded his statement and get straight to the point,

I brought out my hand for a shake and he took it without hesitation. "My name's Roland. And you don't have to tell me yours. It's cool." He said. I took my hand from his and gave him a one-sided smile. "Good, I wasn't planning to," I said my goodbyes and then walked into the building. I was allowed passage by the guards easily because they had seen me go out with Damon earlier. As I ambled in, I raised my head to see the red blazing eyes of Alpha Finn. He was standing on the magnificent landing that connected the two long staircases. He tilted his head a little and then walked away.

The sound grew distant as though somebody was walking past above her head, and then bright sunlight suddenly burned her eyes almost as badly as the rope was burning her skin. She shied away from the chink of sunlight that beamed in through the open doorway at the top of a flight of stairs and averted her face from it, snarling at whomever’s shadow had been cast over the staircase. “Well, well, look who’s awake,” came an oddly familiar voice, and memory came flooding back to her in such a rush that she instantly jerked in outrage and turned to glare at the Italian werewolf who was making his way down the staircase toward her. His footsteps were languid and confident and even with the harsh su

His armor is plain, no house crest, no show of allegiance, but it’s worn in the way of someone who’s survived too many wars to care about decoration. His eyes catch mine. Steel-grey. Sharp. And Assessing. Not cruel. Not kind. Interested. “Well,” he says quietly, almost to himself. “So this is what everybody is fighting each other for.” My lips part. My throat burns. “Who… are you?” A corner of his mouth lifts. Not a smile. More like acknowledgement. “Alpha Corvin Blackmere,” he says. “You won’t know the name.” He’s right. I don’t. “That was intentional.”