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“My Lord, my Lord!” Maru ran back inside, nearly tripping over the stone steps. “This fool,” Anubis muttered under his breath, his golden eyes narrowing. “What is it?” He raised a brow, his voice low and dangerous. “She’s here,” Maru gasped, trying to catch his own breath. “I know,” Anubis said with a snort, his gaze fixed ahead. “I already sensed her.” His fingers flexed, golden sparks dancing along his knuckles, anticipation and annoyance mingling in his expression.

“Lord… lord… lord…” “Fuck off! I have a problem. Where are your lords?” “Lord Busaba… we…” Anubis eagerly pointed his weapon at the throat of the receptionist. “Where is it?” “We are in a hurry.” Apis bounced Isis’s body which almost slipped away from his hands. “Can you carry her more carefully?” Anubis unintentionally flipped at Apis. “Are you releasing your anger on me, Anubis?” Apis asked in a threatening voice, lifting one of his brows.

I let out a soft sigh and then entered the room a few seconds later. There were two other people in the meeting room aside from Kaleb. One of them was Raven, and the other one was a black-haired man I’d never seen before. As his equally black eyes trailed over me and a cruel smile formed on his pointed face, I had the sense that he seemed to know me. “Hello,” he greeted me, and a shiver ran through me. “I’m Anubis.” “Hello,” I replied politely, unsure of what else to say.

He didn’t like that guy at all and he wanted to kill him, but Anubis couldn’t get around the powerful aura that dude was letting off. I watched through Anubis as the guy removed his robe from around him and the hoodie and face mask that covered up his face and hair. Instantly, I felt an emotion coming from Anubis that I have never felt ever since I first met him. He always had anger in him, hatred even. But, this right here that I was feeling was not normal. Whoever this guy was, had Anubis spooked; he feared him and I could see why. Anubis: You! Because of you, she betrayed her grandfather!

Seth has even though made his presence in the sequence and will no longer be returning. Anubis was involved with funerary practices and the care of the dead. He was once as soon as generally represented as a jackal or as a man with the head of a jackal. The affiliation of jackals with demise and funerals in all probability arose due to the fact Egyptians would have determined jackals scavenging round cemeteries. Amon was as soon as a god of the air, and the become aware of in all likelihood ability the “Hidden One.” He was once typically represented as a man sporting a crown with two vertical plumes. His animal symbols have been the ram and the goose.

A pile of ash mixed with burnt offerings lay in one corner, while water-stained parchments and crude sketches littered the ground, sticky with red and black candle wax that had solidified with time. “Yes. I am Anubis… bone whisperer of the old pact.” Anubis raised her gaze, watching Lillia with piercing pale eyes that increased Lillia’s self consciousness all the more as it felt as though Anubis was staring into her soul. Then, her lips curved slowly, “and I know who you are… Zorya… First Light… the one who died broken… and returned unbroken.” Zorya? Fenris repeated as confusion stirred within Lillia. Is she a quack or what? She couldn’t even guess any of your names correctly.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

Each time I glanced up, he leaned forward and inhaled a deep breath. “What?” I asked. “You’re intoxicating,” he said as I took a sip of red wine. “And you belong at my side, not at his.” I spluttered on my mouthful. “What kind of wolf god doesn’t respect the sanctity of mates?” “I never said I was a wolf god.” “But—” “Most of my brethren have animal heads but that doesn’t mean we’re nature spirits.” My brows rose. His brother, Anubis, had the head of a jackal, but he was the Egyptian god of mummification and death. No one ever referred to him as a canine.

Anubis asked politely but firmly. Anubis was every bit the Egyptian God, he was tall, about 6’5”, dark, his skin the color of a smooth as silk dark chocolate, his eyes a beautiful copper color that when the light catches at just the right angle almost looks like stained glass. Wepwawet was no slouch himself in the looks department, but something about Anubis just screamed regal and royal, you wanted to bow and cherish Anubis.