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Angel bit back the urge to tell her so and instead asked, “Reebah, what’s wrong?” At first, the raven-haired woman didn’t respond. Instead, she threw the wad of tissues she had been wiping her face with into the nearest waste bin and headed for the sink to splash water over her face. Angel hesitated for only a moment before approaching the counter and laying a hand on her exbest friend’s shoulder. She did so only lightly at first, holding her breath as she waited for Reebah to object. When she didn’t, Angel began to squeeze gently and the two women met each other’s gaze in the mirror hanging above the sinks.

No one’s aura does that, not even the Gods. I find a large rock and perch myself on it and think over everything that’s just happened. A simple mission to handle rogue sanguidae turned into me finally meeting my animai and it was not at all how I hoped it would be. My animai is a sanguidae, the very first sanguidae in fact. He has God-like attributes, such as the fact he’s stronger than me and can teleport beings and my sword was no match for him.

DEA "Dea, Angel, I'm home." Crystal blue eyes glimmered up at me from the living room rug, filled with mirth and warmth like I had never known. "In here, Papa," she yelled as she pushed herself onto her feet. Angel was ten now. She was a surprise to both Victor and I. We weren't trying for her. At the time, we spent more time apart than we did together—me pursuing my career while he did his thing as alpha. It worked out for us in the best possible way. I managed to go on exhibitions and tours, conduct experiments, and travel the world with Victor. Two years of living that life until one morning I found out I was expecting.

"Don't you both dare to call me little I am elder than both of you , you crack heads." A voice spoke grabbing the coupled attnetion towards it, making her eyes to widen in happiness by watching the owner of that voice . They both got up from the grass and she walked towards that person and Hugged that person tightly . "Angoor ". Angre her friend , angre chuckled and caged her back . "You know I hate this nickname , you weirdo , but it's just because i love you that's why I am sparing you. "Oh... I know I know , after all I am so special ..." She stated proudly flipping her hairs , making him to laugh and the looked towards vansh , who was gazing at then with a smile .

Her hands shook, threatening to drop the locket that got warm in seconds. A diverging ray of yellow light surged out through the locket forming a hologram image of a silver with a ginger touch haired lady who you could mistake for a star because of how bright she was glistering. She is what one would describe as impossible. Looking closely, the face was getting familiar as the rays died down its light. It's The Mother Keeper, Queila, live and breathing. Selene couldn't help but leave her mouth gape in cold astonishment. "Oh, shut your mouth Selene. I taught you better. Welcome to your first mission on the earth's realm. Oh, you look as beautifully as I've imagined you."

GAVRAEL ~ “Try me, Adaira. Think of anything you know will hurt me. I will take it if that’s what will convince you fully that I’m ready to do this. Yes, change may not always be slow, you made your point, but this particular change, I don’t know how to do it. I could ravage an entire pack in minutes, snap someone’s neck in less than a second, yes, because it’s what I know how to do. But I don’t know how to be nice. It’s not in my nature. Or maybe it was, but you have to understand, I’ve had centuries to nurture my anger and grow it. It is all I’ve known for that long, it’s not easy to just let it go, but I’m willing to do so for you.” I said as I tried to convince her to give me a second ch

I'm stunned by her use of my proper extensive name and not quite sure how to answer. Tyboll, also with long hair and a decided spark in his eyes, steps around Veda and places his hand out. "Forgive my mate, she loves full titles." The she-bear playfully slaps his arm. "Please call us Tyboll and Veda and we shall call you simply Sierra," he says.

I asked. "My name is of no importance right now, Angarika. We will meet sooner than you think,"hHe replied. "Angarika? My name is Alley." "Angarika means Flame of the Forest, although I didn't think it would be this soon. I suppose I was wrong." I stared at him in the eyes confused and alarmed. As he started to walk off, the little flames did not go with him. "Hey! Wait! What are these? Why aren't they moving away?" I yelled. He didn't bother to turn his body but just his face.

Alpha Morgan started, ignoring his daughter. He could feel the full force of the man's anger. His fingers tightened so much he could smell a little blood where his claws were cutting into his skin. They were almost as tall as each other, so he wasn’t surprised that his feet actually left the ground. He didn’t think anyone had managed to do this to him since he had matured. "I don't care who you are or what you've done, but if you hurt one hair on Ava’s body, I will shove my foot so far up your asshole you’ll be eating your own sh—”

"About time, boss." The voice boomed like thunder. Tank was already there, doing one-armed pushups in his massive power armor. The avatar was a seven-foot hulk of industrial yellow plating, hazard stripes, and hydraulic pistons. One arm ended in a five-fingered manipulator; the other was a rotary minigun barrel that spun idly. "I have a pregnant girlfriend, Tank," Ren said, his voice modulated by the system to a deep, distorted rasp. "I have a schedule."