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he muttered, his voice edged with fear. His face was etched with fear, his heart hammering in his chest. “ You seem to know them,” The blonde hair said, looking at them. “ Vae…wolf…?” Arya moved closer, her brows raised in curiosity. “ Anthena is a born werewolf”.

It was a two-handed weapon that looked difficult to wield, but Avril assured me she was proficient at it. Prince Thorn and his mate, Princess Ariana, were with us. Thorn's armour was also made from Phaikón Árgyron. Instead of being mail, it was an intricately designed chest plate. Moonstone accents adorned his gauntlets, greaves, and chest plate, pulsating with magical energy that resonated.

She knocked on the door twice before opening it and walking inside, knowing that we were all aware of her arriving. “Alpha Dante, Alpha Nicolas” she said, lowering her head in respect. I nodded back, trying to sit up only to frown at the pain that settled in my chest. Aurora frowned at me, and shook her head, not wanting me to do so, and sighing, I simply nodded, knowing that she was right. The last thing I needed now was to over exhaust myself “how are you feeling, Alpha Dante?” “I am fine, my head is throbbing, but other than that, I don’t feel too bad” I said, and she nodded.

Their safety. Safety was a myth. A game of trust that one liked playing, and yet, knew that they couldn’t afford losing. I learned that the moment my mother’s blood soaked the wooden floor of our childhood home. I learned that the moment I felt her powers surge through my veins like it was a pulse knowing where to go. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and kept walking. Xavier Blackthorn. He was everything Lorenzo hated and everything Annalise wanted. Which made him dangerous.

When the dust settles, when the screams echo no more, I will stand above it all as Alpha Kael Vorthrane, unbroken, untouchable and unstoppable. Revenge is my life, it is my purpose, and tonight, it begins.

whispered the driver of the Avanza car beside Arto in Javanese. Arto sighed as he looked up and watched the branches and canopy of trees sway in the wind. He then looked down again and looked at his friend. “You're a wolf-shifter. A strong but cowardly. It's ridiculous.” The Jeep driver laughed. “This forest actually looks beautiful, you know? Arto is right. You're ridiculous. A wolf-shifter who's afraid of the forest? Seriously?”

Damian blade unsheathing earth-shatter roar, alpha-aura exploding: “Betas formation iron—diad, core the armored vein heart! Council—back the fuck or bleed with us!” Thorne snarled glee-battle manic, plate-mail claws extending scythe-curved: “Bleed? We join the slaughter—prove border fang-worth!” His loyal betas surged howling, fangs ripping abomination-throats gore-fountain, one gurgling: “For Thorne—tear void-guts!”

The blood splattered on the ground, but it also could not lessen their anger and desire to kill people. “all of you, turn back, let’s chase her” The biggest guy spoke aloud in a hoarse voice. Each of his dragon tattoos on his neck and the back of his neck became wrinkled because of his anger. They continued to return to that place. Suddenly, a large animal blocked the way. It extended its sharp claws toward the group of people. One by one, they were torn apart in the middle of the forest, even the biggest guy. The animal looks like a big wolf. The animal smelled and it chased in the direction in which Lily was running.

If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood? Anaki growled, looking specifically at Shyfter. **Shyfter** ‘Damn! A wolf kills an enemy ONE time, and his Spirit is under lock and key to this cursed collar only few have the keys for.’ Shyfter growled challenging. **Anaki** ‘The ‘enemy’ you killed was a great warrior and tactician, one that our father GREATLY respected. So much so, father only injured him, saving his life, got him out of and away from the war. Then you slay him out of petty jealousy!’

Curious looks are thrown at me but I don't care. Nothing of human nature applies to Battista Cattaneo, AKA Ash Thunder. If Grant is a human, then Ash is a god, a hurricane, his nature unpredictable, the totality of his being as beautiful as it is understated, perilous, and unrelenting. A brave man who never fears the fire, never fears death. I craved the wills of the tempest when I sought him out but I didn't know the extent of the storm I was getting myself into as at the time.