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Harper says as Daniel walks away, almost dragging the dog away. “Trust me. I'm doing it for her good,” Daniel replies. He raises his voice a little. “He is intolerant of human food, and if he sees us eating without being able to give him or to try...” He turns the knob of the door of the service area, “…it is a psychological torture for the poor boy.” He gestures with his hand and invites Dante in. The Siberian looks at him with those eyes of ‘please don't lock me up here. I promise to be good’. “Oh, come on! Do not look at me like that. I'll come for you in a bit.”

He yelled, "He's your mate, he's my Alpha, the alpha of this pack. How could you?" "You disgust me." Damien was taken to the Alpha's chambers by Alex's wolf form with Ariel also on his back as Alex's wolf was very huge, it could carry a whole building if he wanted to. After making sure that Damien was well in his room, he led Ariel to the dungeon and made sure he wouldn't hear her pleading if worst ever came to worst.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

he growled, his voice low but laced with dominance. "Let me go!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the terminal. Heads turned, whispers rippling among the onlookers. But Daniel didn’t care. Not about the stares, not about his reputation, not even about the Black Tiger's looming threat. All he cared about was her. "You don’t understand," he said through clenched teeth. "You’re not leaving me. Not now, not ever." "Daniel, you’re insane!" she cried, trying to yank her hand free. But he was immovable, his grip unrelenting.

"I'm—I'm sorry Sam. I know you tried to save him with all your might. But I, I was just . . . really furious right now!" "That's why we should stop blaming each other. We have a enemy to interrogate and to kill." Malco led the way with Alexander, Mel of the fey clan, Jason with Sam supporting in his shoulders behind him. They reached the dungeon where the the person was being chained with silver bane. A painful and very sharp weapon created by the Werewolf faction. This time he pulled the trigger and raised the gun in their enemy face. "Where is Alexandra?!" Alexander demanded as he dug the gun in his wound, causing the person to shriek in pain. But after a minute he began laughing and spat

The moment he saw her he wanted to rip her clothes off and take her right there on the postage stamp lawn. Fuck! He should have his head examined. He had lost it last night for sure. It's deprivation, asshole. That's all it is. You've been without for too long. That much was certainly true. He was most definitely ready for something. But Jamie Dalton was way beyond what he'd hoped for. Seeing her sitting in that chair last night he was unable to hold himself back. When she started to waken he'd used his wolf powers to hypnotize her, a talent he'd learned from his mother. He just hadn't been able to help himself.

But this little witch would sacrifice her life for me and I am glad for that. “Daisy,” I said and she beamed at me, like she just hadn’t threatened my father. “Let’s leave. I am tired,” I said and she nodded. Xander and I started to move but stopped in our tracks when we heard a familiar growl. Lana whined inside me, and growled too, in answer. I whirled and looked at Daniel’s golden eyes, they were brimming with emotions, the voice was inhuman. Making me shudder, my knees gave out as the overwhelming emotions crashed over me.

Hayden exclaimed. "Mate, we could die of starvation if he eats up all our food," Daniel argued. "Think sensibly, Daniel. Stop acting recklessly and regret it later," Hayden muttered. "I think Hayden's right, Daniel. Even though you—" Hayden looked at me sharply, as if not letting me finish my sentence. I had no idea why Hayden cut me off. Did nobody here know that Daniel was a Black Panther shifter, except for me and Hayden? GROWLS! GROWLS!

He bit back its groan at the intensity. And yet, here they were, surrounded by their fellow warriors, forced to maintain a facade of professionalism. Glacy continued her report, detailing how the most recent event of how the Were-coyotes of Acrue City had been profiting from the Demmire turkeys; creatures native to the Tungsten wolves' forest. They were peculiar creatures, standing at five feet tall with iridescent feathers that shimmered in the sunlight. They weighed fifty pounds each, their meat prized for its unique flavor.

Saying that he threw me on the bed and was about to tear my clothes but stopped by a loud voice. “DANIEL!" I looked behind Daniel to find Zion standing at the doorstep. With him, there was Alex, Dad, Ryan, Killian, Augustas, and many warriors of my pack as well as Alpha King's pack. A wave of relief washed over me seeing them. They all came to save me. But they all were no match for Daniel. Daniel is a dragon. If he transformed into his dragon there is no way anyone would go out alive from here. “Whoa, Zade! You came with a big troop. Oops! My bad. Zion right?” There was a devilish smirk on his face as Daniel talked to Zion.