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His eyes scan the room and a few on the board look away, bowing their heads in respect. “Alpha, I wasn’t questioning your judgment,” Clancy interrupts, “I’m simply…” “Apple is my only Luna!” Sly roars. “I will not accept another. She is MINE!” Frantically, Sly unbuttons his shirt and pulls it to the side, revealing the gleaming gold mark in the shape of my teeth on his neck. A few in the crowd gasp openly as he turns his body slowly to make sure everyone gets a good look. “Alpha-level…” some of them whisper. “She’s more than wolf enough…”

unravel. It wasn't a wolf. It wasn't even a man. It was a Shadow-Stalker, a creature of forbidden alchemy sent by the High Council. It looked like a smudge of ink against the air, a humanoid shape with no face, only two glowing slits of necrotic green light. It didn't have a scent, which was why it had bypassed the sentries at the door. It was a silent, soulless assassin designed for one purpose: to strike at the heart of a lineage before it could even be born.

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

“This North is quite interesting. Before I knew her, I thought she was a cool Adonis, but after being acquainted, I realized that she’s a funny goddess with a few screws loose.” His eyebrows twitched. If this Tahm Kench wasn’t on his team, he would have unleashed an ultimate skill and killed her. “What does ‘aswl’ mean?” Stanley asked. “Oh, it means ‘I’m dying of love’. It’s a slang that fans use, so it’s normal that you don’t know,” Xyla explained. Was Stephen’s mother using fan slangs now? In hopes that her idol would carry her in-game, she had even used fan slangs.

Poor Elijah stood there shocked his eyes wide as saucers, his eyes looking downwards, towards his hand probably wondering what he ever did to deserve this. Eira looked at the tall man and wondered how could someone could be so tall and break things like this. Elijah came to his senses after the initial shock as he rubbed the back of his neck clearly embarrassed and smiling sheepishly says "Oops?" ____________________________________________________________________ Sorin walked inside his room his hoodie pulled down so that it covered his face entirely leaving only his jaw exposed. Firmly shutting the door, he discarded his hoodie, his upper body now exposed. He took on the mask that he wore

He held high his hands to slap me but with my eyes turning white, I controlled his movements. I still had my controlling movements with my eyes but I couldn't use it that much or else I will fall into exhaustion. He mouthed, "stupid bitch." I smiled and turned my eyes to the other side so that he could have his arms in the direction of my eyes. Catalina gasped in shock, she didn't know that I was a person blessed with powers. "Are you from Rosla?" She asked in surprise. "My name is Hemilia, nice to meet you." I grinned darkly with my eyes sparkling.

Alpha Conor shouts while raising his glass. “Son, I mean Lumiere Silas. Let’s see that new mark of yours.” Silas’ dad David Sr. roars and slaps Silas on the back. I’ve never really seen Silas wince before, but he did when his dad slapped his back. I look, and there’s a giant handprint on his back.

Us? Aren’t they human beings? What is he talking about? He clears his throat and takes on a serious tone. “I know what I’m going to tell you may be too shocking for you to sound real, but it’s true.” I swallow hard, with my heart in my throat. “I’m a werewolf, technically, I’m the alpha, the leader of the Sapphire Pack…” I laugh. Of course, it can’t be real. Is it a prank or is it a show?

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”