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The man laughed bitterly. "I'm Alonso, the alpha of the nightwalker pack. I will only trade once and if you deny then there'll be war." He snickered. Alonso looked at two of the dead bodies of his warriors before looking down at the deadly claws on his chest that were bleeding along with the wounds on his arms and back. "Don't worry, I'll make her pay on your behalf," Alonso hissed as Rasmus gnashed his teeth forcing his body but it was of no avail.

Elizabeth yelled, "Abbie, did you like Alex's oral skills?" "Fuck the sex and my brother,” Alessia wailed reaching for the tequila and drinking directly from the bottle, "Okay, now I want to hear...” I looked at them for a long time, not really sure what to say, so I said the first thing that occurred to me. "Alex is a very good kisser,” I answered drinking beer. I didn't like the taste of it, it was bitter and not my style at all, but it did fun things to my system.

Alyssa decisively walked out of the door and added, "I will be donating the compensation to Solana City Hope Foundation. I won't take a single cent." Landon was surprised by her statement and then smiled wryly. Alyssa not only exuded ethereal beauty; she was strangely devoid of human emotions as well. … Alyssa returned to work in her office while Sean brought Landon to settle the compensation matters. As an attorney, Sean had itemized the compensation, which was an astronomical sum for the average citizen.

It had only been days since Alyssa started working in Alpha Larole's mansion but it felt like ages. She had gotten so many bruises as a result of trying to navigate her way around the house and do the chores in a blindfold before her brain grasped the mental map of the house. Her wolf had become her companion, aiding her in memorizing everything that would get her hurt.

she said, raising an amused eyebrow “let’s see how much you want this to be done. You would get your revenge, and your family’s blood would not have gone in vain, but I will be the one taking charge of this pack. You can have me as an alley if you ever decide to start your own pack, or you could stay here, live freely, as my betas. It is your choice” “We are not followers…” “Cassandra” she said, introducing herself when she realized that I didn’t know what her name was “and you two are?” “Ezio and Iris” Ezio said, answering her “as my mate was telling you, we would not be your slaves or betas. You can be the Alpha of the pack, but my mate and I guarantee our freedom once our job is done, we

Deciding that she was clearly fine, I began to move again, being sure to avoid attacking the line of wolves that Marah was busy turning into ground meat. ‘She’s scary,’ Silas’ voice announces in my head. ‘Tell me about it, but do you expect any less from someone Ayla’s friends with?’ ‘Point proven.’ Feeling my heart tug at the thought of Ayla and how she was chained in that damned building while the darkness controlled her, I attacked with a new vigor.

I outburst in frustration. Damien chuckled. "She'll be fine; she's just afraid. She's awake, Sage, maybe not mentally but physically. She needs assurance that she's safe before she can heal completely and wake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "She's an Afsrid wolf." I didn't say a word yet, but I digested what he had just said.

~Alaya No one knows how to answer my question, it seems, as it knocks them all into silence. "Fine," I mutter, folding my arms across my chest defiantly. "I want to speak to Alpha Asher." It is Death who stands, striding over to stand beside Aspen. She's the strangest looking female I have ever seen in my life. Her eyes are like a haze of smoke rippling up the side of a mountain. It curls around her pupils vividly, stealing my ability to see any sense of emotion she gives me. It's mystical. It's daunting.

Evelyn's icy gaze bore into Lisa, a faint smile curling on her lips as she stepped closer. The air between them crackled with tension, thick enough to cut with a knife. "What do I want?" Evelyn echoed, her voice dripping with mockery. "I want you to understand that you are nothing in this game. You’ve meddled in affairs far beyond your comprehension. Ace’s condition was always meant to serve a higher purpose—a purpose that you are woefully unequipped to grasp."

It must be great to have friends. " that's great baby, you can invite her over, " His mother smiled at Asher and it was bright and too fake. The Bonavich's are one of the most important people in the country, they are the family's competitor. He didn't let the emotions take over his face, his blank and emotionless face was up to them. " Ace?" someone whispered to him. His thirteen years old sister, Anaya Alastar. Ace and Anaya we're the closest.