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he replies, looking at me and shrugging. "Okay, I'm up to it." he says. "Hit her, and you're dead." Xavier says. "Nice one." King says, laughing. "Yeeeah, it's not a joke. He's completely serious." I say. We look back at Xavier and he's got a dead serious look on his face as he pats Christine's butt softly to keep her asleep. "Yeah. Alright. You got it." King says, scurrying to the ring. "Hey, King." I say, walking up to him.

All of my rivals and adversaries were getting too bold and rash in targeting and sabotaging my businesses and trying to weaken my empire. Regardless, one fact remained crystal clear. War was coming. It was always lurking, a big, bald threat of reality close to the surface of any given moment. Going into a bigger battle wouldn't be easy with the distraction of my scared, angry daughter in the background. "Masha, I understand you are frustrated, but I would like to ask that you give me a chance." I measured my words carefully and delivered them coolly. I wouldn't beg. I wouldn't demand. "Submit to being here and following the rules of my home," I added, "and you will see that you are wanted he

King Maxton set aside the newspaper he had been reading, his gaze sharpening as he picked up the written report from the spies he had tasked with monitoring the Banes black market — the most notorious black market in the region, infamous for illegal drug trades and werewolf trafficking. “And their people?” Maxton inquired, scanning the report. “They have scattered, Your Majesty,” General Rakesh replied, his tone uneasy. “But what is more troubling is their lack of activity.” King Maxton's brow furrowed as he continued to read through the written report, his eyes narrowing at the details. The Banes market was known for its ruthless dealings, but this time, something was different. The last sh

“I'm not mad. It's all in the past now.” “Come on.” He frowned. “ It’s the festival. Nobody says no tonight.” “I really shouldn’t….” “Come on, Axe!” Before I could finish, another biker shouted from across the firepit, “Don’t tell me the queen can’t handle a drink!” Laughter followed, easy and wild, and my throat tightened. They might be laughing now, but I didn't miss the pressure of their stares prickling across my skin. “No one’s testing you, sweetheart.”

he said enthusiastically. "Basileus Kousuke!" he responded, and he paid respect to him. "How are your parents?" King Kausuke asked. They are good, and they have something to give you." He called out to the famulus at the same time. Eight famulus approached carrying two large boxes. "For you, Basileus Kousuke." "Please tell your parents, benigne facis," he said, at the same time it looked inside the box. It is full of gold.

ALPHA KING Xavier "When will you stop?" I barked at Jaxon, whose annoying eyes had been on me ever since we left my second home this morning. My Beta had taken it upon himself to annoy me throughout the day, even though we were both dealing with serious issues. Jaxon retorted, "Stop what? Has it become a crime to stare at my Alpha? I am simply admiring you, Alpha King." I hissed, "Stop this nonsense, Jaxon. I don't want to have you beheaded."

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“Diana is pregnant with my child… “ He growled threateningly, and I swear I just want wanted to skid out of the place and into my room which I considered a safe haven, but I wasn’t going to just avoid this topic. He was planning on making Diana his second Luna. My face was already in the mud, how much farther did he plan on embarrassing me? “You don’t see me getting younger these days do you Alana? I need an heir. I need someone to pass down the Alpha bloodline to.” “And you decided to make Diana birth your heir?” I asked in a careful tone like I was trying to understand what he was saying. So what was I? A freaking goddamn pencil? “Eight years Alana, and what do you have to show for it? Not

he interrupted him. "Yes, that same one. I also have another brother who is a boxer, but he practices boxing illegally" he shook his head. "Sit down" he ordered." It's an order, Mr. Jackson " he ordered again."Does that bother you? "-No." he sat down" But it is not healthy on his part to do those things, although I think that from a time he began to box legally. I'm not sure. "Do you have more brothers? "Two little ones, they're fourteen. James and Edward." replied as if nothing.