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Scarlett shrieked and ducked beneath the sofa while Romero returned fire, unleashing swift rounds at their attackers. The room exploded with deafening blasts as shots were exchanged back and forth. Adrenaline coursed through Scarlett's veins as she heard glass shattering and wood splintering under attack. "Romero!" She cried out desperately when there was a momentary lull in their firefight "Are you okay?" "I'm fine," he grunted, pressing himself closer against the wall for cover "But we need to get out of here." He grabbed her hand tightly pulling her up from behind the couch while covering both windows simultaneously with bullet sprays. They made a dash for the back door, Romero keeping hi

She was still appalled at the thought of a mate. "It's the scented candles Kira placed in the house to keep Alaric asleep. You don't need to worry about it," Scarlette lied swiftly. I watched the colour on her face return and her heartbeat returned to normal. She was relieved but I was dreading the moment she would find out what I truly am to her.

Scarlet snarled instantly. “MOVE!” Nadia slammed her foot on the accelerator. The engine roared loudly as the car sped forward. Another bullet pierced through the rear door. Then another. BANG! The side mirror exploded beside her. Nadia ducked instinctively. “They’re using silver rounds,” Scarlet growled. “Poisoned.” Fear crashed through Nadia violently. The baby. Oh Goddess. Her hand instinctively touched her stomach briefly. Another gunshot rang out. The front tire nearly bursting open.

KAEL I stood with my warriors at the edge of the forest, watching as the weapon master's trucks arrived. This moment had been months in the making. Ever since the first Feral attacks, I'd been working with our best craftsmen to develop weapons that could effectively combat these threats. "Right on time," I said as Master Gregor approached, carrying a large metal case. "Everything you requested, Alpha," he reported, opening the case to reveal rows of specialized ammunition. "Silver nitrate bullets for the rifles and pistols. The tips are hollow-point; they'll expand on impact for maximum damage."

EARLIER. RAPHAEL BATISTA POV. SHOOTING RANGE. The semi-automatic pistol I held should have taken my mind off of Scarlet, but even as I loaded the magazine into the magazine well, pulled back the slide, and took aim at the target in front of me, she was all that consumed my thoughts, so I wasn't surprised when I missed the target completely.

A crate of Barret’s M98B—Sniper rifles. Yessss. Thank God they were where they were supposed to be. I rummage through the crate but there aren’t any bullets. Fuck. I pull the crate above it apart and still nothing. Holy shit, screw this. I pull apart the top box and finally find a metal case containing the ammunition. I stand still for a moment and let the euphoria sink in. I take the rifle apart and load the gun. I load another and take all of the bullets. I then stand and put the crates back where they were.

For a moment he acted almost human and not the homicidal killer he’s trained to be. There are people fighting the good fight deep in Mexico and Moon has funneled guns there for years. They fight the cartels and it takes a giant set of balls to do it. These guns will help them tremendously. The FN SCAR assault rifles are used by the U.S. Special Forces and are hard to come by in large quantities. They fetch a pretty penny on the black market. Moon makes the deal.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

I sigh and rub circles on Amelie's back to calm her before she rips the sofa cushion apart. "He's still in France with Grandma. I'll talk to dad." She releases the cushion and leans into my shoulder. It worked. "The rest of the New Moon Alliance are Travis Payne of Dark Wood and Dale Nichols of the Red Star Pack, as we already suspected. Then we have Wade Darvin of the Motor City Pack, Reed Tarlo of the White Ridge Pack. Last and also the ringleader Nox Jericho of the Blue Crescent Pack. Those ten packs make up this alliance." Marcus sinks back into the sofa, pulling Jordan close to his side. She's still upset about her birth pack. I can't blame her for that.

Bidding her friends, she walked out and reach the main gate where Scarlet was leaning against the SUV car, with her hand scrolling the cell phone. Donned in tight fitted black jeans pant and black shirt hugging her curves. Her shades, hiding wherever, she was looking keenly. It’s a facade to distract enemy. Actually, her black aviator shade has laser power and can easily scan if anyone carrying any harmful weapons. Even a pocket knife gets detected under those glasses. “Is he back?” Once reaching near Scarlet, Ana asked. Scarlet didn’t reply instantly instead opened the door of the car and Ana slides inside. “Not, yet.” She answered closing the door after sitting beside Ana.