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She sat at her desk, filing her nails. "You guessed right," I replied, resting my elbows on the table. "What's the urgency?" Alessa stopped filing her nails and looked at me attentively. "I found out their names," she said. I raised my eyebrows, wondering how she figured it out so quickly. She continued when she saw my confusion. "The new boys, the blond one is called Basael, the redhead is Kanael, and the dark-haired one is Afael. Isn't it weird? Everything ends with 'ael.'"

His eyes caught glimpse of it even before his brain could processed what it was. "I knew you were going to check for more. A typical example of me. Chuckles. If you fail to do any of the three things. I won't hesitate to have you murder in a cold blood. And you know what? You are curious right? Chill, I will spill it. After murdering you, I will frame it on Daniel Graham, your so called brother. Of course, I will fight him legally and ensure he rot in jail! The penalty for defaulting is DEATH. YOU ARE NOT EXEMPTED."

"He didn't just discover the project. He funded the first three years. He thought he was building a security protocol. A way to protect his family from his enemies. By the time he understood what Aris was really doing, you and Mikhail were already embedded." Tatiana stared at him. "My father put us in the program?" "He put you in what he thought was a behavioral study. Aris turned it into something else. When Viktor tried to pull you out, Aris decided he needed a more permanent solution." Julian paused. "The massacre wasn't just to silence Viktor. It was to acquire you. Aris believed you were ready. He thought you would activate under stress. The violence was the trigger." Kain stood at the

We talked aimlessly about the weather and other topics until the pub was emptied of customers. “Report,” I said quietly when the last old man had cleared out. “Arkane is in a foul temper, and is taking it out on the villages,” Clayton said. “He gains spies by the day. Even forcing children to do his bidding.” Lucas said, a younger man than Clayton, but shrewd beyond his years. His face pinched with anger and disgust at what Arkane would stoop to. “He still has no idea where she is?” I asked. “Not as far as we know,” Brollen said, a middle-aged man built like a boulder and just as indestructible. His left eye was mechanical and glowed faintly red in the subdued light of the tavern.

she spun around with a smile. "Every wolf here has a sad story about being raped, abused, stolen from their true lives, grieving over lost one who was murdered before them, and many more but Arkane has the saddest story. His painful stories are written under his apparel like words in a book only a language he and his oppressor can understand," Jane's green eyes stared into mine sadly. Arkane returned. Jane and I attention went to him. He was soaked in the rain. I watched Jane as she ran to him.

Stan stood in front of me as he rapidly scrolled on his phone, a massive grin etched across his face. "What are you looking at?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. Stan smirked, lifting his gaze to mine before he lowered his head back to his phone. "News. Virus hitting the black market and the government trying to hide it.” "Hmm," I hummed, letting my arms fall to my sides as I stood up straight. "The shits have just started. They’ll play our game. It is time for prey to hunt the hunters.

Her heart was too scared but her brain didn’t want to back out the cause of some creepy stalker she had just met that day so she kept going no matter how much her paranoia increased. *Present time-2 am* Siana was sleeping soundly in her bed, Kai had covered her up with blankets and was sitting at the end of the bed, he was in human form like any other night. Everything was normal but he could sense that something bad was about to happen at any minute. Seeing Siana’s condition, how she had closed all doors and windows and kept a knife under her pillow. He knew something really bad had happened that day.

It was a night ripe with both sorrow and danger. Outside, in the veil of darkness, lurked creatures of myth and legend. Werewolves, guardians of the forest, prowled silently, their keen senses attuned to the slightest movement. Among them, two pairs of amber eyes fixated on the cabin, the Beta and the Head Warrior of the Blue Orchid pack tasked with observing and bringing the troubled man within to their pack, who was entirely unaware of the species’ existence.

Reyna- “It has been a week since the CEO of Wolf Tech has gone missing. For those that don’t know, he is the creator of the virtual reality game, known as Arcane Realm. The game has become exceedingly popular since it was first announced to be released a year ago. Many had lined up to purchase the gear needed to play the game. Since it was released the day before CEO Luka Alder went missing, it has been a popular topic. Arcane Realm was created as a fantasy role-playing game…” The lady on the radio continued talking, but I reached over and turned it off.

"I need intel on the antidote for the Silent Night toxin from Lo Scorpione. In return, you'll get four years of the Costa famiglia's intel access, plus five million dollars." "Deal." After ending the call, I injected the coagulant Ombra had sold me previously. The numbness in my right hand eased slightly. "If I'm not back by 3:00 am," I told Carlo, "initiate Plan B, and you'll take over the famiglia." "Donna—" "That's an order," I said.