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I ask, looking between the two of them, hoping they're wrong. "As we said. We're not entirely sure at the moment. But we've scheduled a meeting with him. His lawyers will be present. Our lawyer has advised that we come up with a list of terms of agreement to ensure the safety of the pack." Zavian confesses, making me furrow my brows. "Wait, a second. Lawyers will be involved?" I reply, catching onto the one detail they seemed to have omitted. "Uh... Yes... Because Kaiden Marks is human." Colt interjects, making my brows go wide in disbelief. Are they seriously considering what's at stake right now? Do they really expect me to sell my pack to a human?!

If you want to fight, then fine, but do it off our property. Business boomed better than we would have ever thought and, with our steady rising income, Damien and I were millionaires by the age of 23. Every shifter leader shareholder on the council benefited from the income they received monthly, and we all knew expanding into Jamaica was the right move. It was the home of the snake shifters, and we were on good terms with them. However, Joe, the one arguing about it, was not. Joe was a fox shifter. Everyone knew foxes and snake shifters hated each other more than any other race. Damien narrowed his eyes at Joe.

Jacob says, “I know both of you are here to tell me how both of you can’t work together, but I don’t care. All I know is I expect an assignment from Mr Mantone and Miss Ibrahim by the end of next month.” “Mr. Jacob there is no way Adina and I can work together. It’s like asking a predator and prey to work together” Ethan says “That is not true because, in Zootopia, the predator and prey did work together. So leave, the both of you” Mr. Jacob says stunting us with his reply “Please, sir, we need you to reconsider. You are practically asking for the impossible,” I say pleading with him to change Ethan as my partner

The audio clip started and the image began to move. “Hello survivors, my name is Daniel Shirker, President and founder of Project Humanity’s Last Resort. For those unaware, the world as you know it is over. We are entering a new world, a new age, a world of peace and freedom, but do know, you are not alone. Scattered across the United States are one hundred fifty-one bunkers containing an overall total of one million survivors. These bunkers are meant to serve as your new home. You will live here for three months. There will be enough food and water, as long as you ration properly and utilize the farm to grow food immediately. After those three months are over, the air will return to its pre

Nala licks her dry lips and breathes deeply as she knows the scent is fading slowly. Nala pulls out her conversation when she finds out Raymond doesn't like it. "I was wondering, did you come indeed to look after me?" Raymond shifts his body to face Nala. Stare right into Nala's bead without blinking. "That's right, Nala. You have me. Although this is a consequence of Ray having half-human blood. But Ray's happy because it's Nala," he said. Ray groped his chest, then continued. "Here is a sign of ownership that already existed when Ray was born. Since Ray is half-human, Ray's owner can have Ray and do whatever he wants but Ray can't have one."

Why do I have a feeling this is gonna be bad? "Ella was always into human things, so she would always come here to town and meet people, hang out and even just to get dinner. She was smart though, so she never risked our secret by befriending any of the humans. But one day, someone followed her almost half way into our territory" His jaw clenched and his eyes got dark. I guess this was the hard part. "I don't know how, but he already knew about us. So when he met her, he got suspicious about her and that's why he followed her. He somehow managed to mask his scent so she wouldn't detect him, and he saw her shift.

We wanted to have a Christmas together as a family. And then the surprise turned into a nightmare. The first thing my in-laws received after they went into the villa was not a hug. Instead, it was a basin of dirty water. Zack was standing at the porch, sizing us up with disgust. "Ms. Sampson's villa isn't home for the homeless. They're your parents, aren't they, Felix? Figures. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Ugh, I can still smell the mud on them."

" Just like I said, you really are clueless. " " Does that in any way point towards the grim reaper?" Agent Rich asked. " A reaper of souls. Is that it?" The hostage nodded. " Then, if it is so, the eagle stands for…. Damn it. " " You are beginning to understand. " " It stands for the United States of America. " " Exactly. " The hostage said. " It means a total annihilation of the United States of America. Everything in it. Every human in this country will go down with it. "

I deserve that for fucking shit up. Xavier's POV My dear brother and I were not getting anywhere here. He was as stubborn as a mule. I never thought I would get to see him again let alone call him brother. My little brother. A few things were different about him but he was the same person I knew from before. Everything I remembered about him was still the same. What a cruel fate this is. The universe is hell bent on putting us on opposing sides. Why the hell couldn't he gave been born as a normal human and never reunited with Amaya anymore. But she is human too so what are the odds that they wouldn't have met and humans? Nothing was going to stop them. He was just never meant to be my brothe

Charlie nodded, recalled something, and asked him, “Lord Fox, as far as you know, have there been many cases where compatriots harm their own compatriots in the United States over the past few years?” Jordan smiled awkwardly and said seriously, “There have indeed been many such cases. In fact, this kind of thing has been commonly seen in the United States...” Having said that, Jordan said again, “Of course, it’s not just our Oskian compatriots who are in this situation. In truth, people from other countries are also facing similar problems.”