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At least I hope I haven't worn them in years. We land at DFW and I board a smaller private plan that will take me to our pack territory. I am surprised when we land and my brother is nowhere to be found. I know he is beta, second in command, of our pack but I never thought he would not show up for me. Even more strange is who is holding a sign with my name on it. There stood Alpha Drake holding a handwritten sign with the Izzy on it. I kept my composure and walked up to him. I had on sunglasses in anticipation of the glaring Texas sun. Maybe that is why he did not recognize me. I came to a stop in front of him and he must have thought I was just some random female. Drake called me darlin’

Ronan shouted when he said Luna's words…and it made Rhodia laugh madly…she couldn't accept the woman who is her opponent being called the nickname she wanted. “Fuck… lowly…” Rhodia started to advance, and attacked Randu… Randu could only dodge and take a few steps back. Ronan and Rena are on alert…but just silently observing the situation. They retreated from the southeastern border…and are given orders by the alpha to cover Randu. Burdak at that time had bad feelings for his wife.

she explained. Shame for him, Serina's game plan is actually quite similar to what she executed on him before. His mana quality is most comparable to that of Lower Beasts, making them an easy target for her to control. "Each one has different number of eyes, ranging from one to three, but all in all, there are twenty-five eyes to hit. We will both carry 25 arrows and once they're all consumed, return to this area. The sprites will collect the eyes that are struck by arrows then."

"You mean—" "I mean," Adeyemi interrupted, his voice a low vibration of pure power, "that the threads are being trimmed. I had nothing to do with the mother anyways. By tomorrow, We will have our merger, our contracts, and our peace. The girl will be a ghost, and my son will be a man. Whether he likes it or not." Tony Williams raised his glass. "To the merger, then. And to ghosts." They clinked glasses. The sound was sharp, like a bone snapping.

“ First, I want to acknowledge General Edward for being a good leader. I have learnt so much from you and I hope to keep learning more." General Edward stood up for recognition. Murmurs of approval erupted through the hall. He was a very respectable man. He had fought alongside two generations of kings to preserve the borders of Bolivia. He sat down sending a greatful smile to the royal family. Alpha Rudieloff continued."There have been minor disturbances especially across the battle valley near the Tozon forest, nothing alarming, but readiness is essential. We have therefore reinforced the eastern ridge. The rogue activity has dropped by half. The younger wolves, We have decided to raise an

For him, it was all about Veritas. Veritas' art was something else. Bold, daring, and always exposing the dirty secrets of the rich and powerful. Alexander loved the thrill of it, even if some of those secrets hit close to home. The fact that no one knew Veritas' real identity just added to the excitement. He stepped out of his car, not bothering to smooth his rumpled shirt. Who cared what he looked like? He was Alexander Elysian, after all. The gallery was quiet, with only a few patrons wandering about. Perfect. He made his way upstairs to the spot where Veritas' work was usually displayed, but to his disappointment, the space was empty.

beta Samual, Blaze, Storm, and Rain shifted, teeth bared. Thorn's voice echoed through the night. "Baron, your presence is unwelcome." The darkness seemed to pulse, Baron's presence stood still, he knew that voice. Shadows twisted, his army emerging. Baron's sneer cut through the night. "Thorn, your reign ends tonight." Thorn's eyes blazed. "You'll never claim my realm." He laughed. Battle cries erupted as the packs clashed. Dark magic exploded, shaking the earth. Ryker, Gage, Samual, Blaze, Storm, and Rain fought valiantly. Kira, Mom, and Alpha shielded our young. Alpha Roland and Thorn led the charge, their strength unmatched.

(Ethan’s POV) Sleep doesn’t come easy for me. Even when it does, it's hardly peaceful. As soon as my eyes shut a second time, the warmth of Martha’s home slips away, and I find myself in a familiar place—a battlefield I've been to way too often. The ground is soaked in blood, and the air is thick with the smell of iron and ash. Screams echo through the night, sharp like dying stars. I’m back in the thick of it again—older and stronger, my sword gripped tightly in my hand.

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

She gasps at the sight, afraid of the temperamental hero before her. It's only when everyone falls silent that Grey and Greg finally realize what's going on. They're both quick to yank Lan off of Oliver before he can do any real damage. It takes four of them to keep Landon back from Oliver. I smirk, completely satisfied with the outcome. I've never been more grateful to know Landon than I am right now. He's brought me some kind of revenge, a revenge that I could never go through with, and for that, he may as well be a hero.