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“Fuck. I could have sworn they would have known who we were. We fucking introduced themselves.” They both slammed hundred dollar bills on the table. Bryan added another and Auri came over from the kitchen where she was standing and gathered the money, shoving it in her pocket. I looked at them, confused. “Goddess, he really doesn’t know.” Lucy shook her head and left my side. “No wonder they have been treating us like shit.” “Shall we reintroduce ourselves then?” Hector smiled, leaning against the table. “We’ll start.” One of the head warriors smiled. “I’m AJ, Jax is my older brother. We are known more in the mercenary community as The Bloodblades.”

I prayed that the Gods were on my side. "No fucking way," I breathed, my heart slamming against my ribs. And then I saw them. Aurelio, Luca, Lorenzo, Valentino. My brothers. They moved like demons unleashed, their guns barking death, their fury palpable. Renzo took point, his expression set in stone as he emptied a clip into the bastards that had tried to kill us. Aurelio was a silent storm, his blade cutting through the throats of those who dared come too close. Valentino was fucking relentless, covering Luca as he laid down fire with the expertise of a man who was born into war.

I was grateful that the hallway was quiet, but my retreat didn't last. As I passed a corner, I collided with something hard. A man's chest. I stumbled back trying to gain my balance before I looked at who it was; I could see three men standing Infront me. The three Alpha brothers. Aidan, Bryan, and Callum. I could feel the crazy tension between them; an unknown force made the air heavy. They were standing in a formation I couldn't understand. They looked at each other with fury, a silent battle brewing between them.

Bruce was second in line, his brother Conrad, was supposed to be dad’s Beta. Bruce and Conrad had been out on patrol one early morning when they got a mind-link that rogues had breached the northern border. By the time my grandfather, dad and our warriors got there, Conrad was dead. Bruce was holding his brother’s dead body in his arms, crying. The area looked like a fight had happened and Bruce had injuries that were slowly healing. He was covered in blood that we assumed was rogue blood mixed with his and Conrad’s since he was holding his bloody body. No one ever questioned his story. I mean why would they, Conrad was his brother. What if Bruce arranged to have his brother killed for the B

The brothers are at the temple, where below are all the knights, already in their armour, ready for war. Laughter roars in the air in response to Kieran’s joke. “Who would stand with us to tell these people with blood that we are unstoppable? Who would stand with us to show that we are not to be fucked up? Who would stand with us to show them that we are the strongest pack ever?!” Kieran scream out loud and everyone roars along with him. After he’s done with the speech, Chester runs over to join the brothers. “What was that wave that happened earlier?”

"It's not that simple. The Brothers operate in cells. Most members don't know who's in other cells. The only one who has the complete picture is the leader, and he's paranoid as hell. I only know bits and pieces." "Then share those bits and pieces," Carson demanded, pulling out his phone. "We'll take whatever intelligence we can get." For the next several minutes, Jimmy talked. He described the Brothers' structure, their recruitment methods, the various attacks they'd carried out over the years. Most disturbing was his description of their leader a wolf named Matthias who apparently had a personal vendetta against the triplet Alphas that went back decades. "Matthias believes your fathers des

Alexander did all this at an incredible speed, to return to his mate and help him finish the hunters. Lucas and John were sitting under a tree, a bit far from the battlefield. They were scared and weren't experienced enough to fight the hunters. Lucas was very embarrassed and wondered how he could cope with the Five Brothers, the most powerful alphas, those who took care of him and took his defence. Elijah too, he won't dare look in his eyes, especially seeing how Alexander was fighting by his side with all his might. He might be a beta, but he was a thousand times stronger and more cunning than he would ever be.

Those men used to be the Blood Wolves enforcers, and they were nothing to be scoffed at! Still, Frank could see that Ted was doubting him, and for some reason, he remembered the two Hansen brothers. What was it that Larry said? Those two were the strongest martial artists of Zamri! Chuckling, he shook his head and asked Ted, "In that case, have you heard of the Hansen brothers?" "The Hansen brothers?" Ted was taken aback—he certainly had, as those two were famous! Pausing for a beat, he flashed a pained smile. "Actually, they are the Bleeders' boss and underboss respectively! The average martial artist can't even hope to match them!"

"Then we make sure they understand that forced bonds create more problems than they solve." "Are you prepared for that fight?" Marcus asked. "Because it won't just be testimony. It will be a political battle for the future of how mates are chosen in our society." Before either Hunter or I could answer, Dad entered the kitchen carrying a tablet with urgent news alerts scrolling across the screen. "The Brotherhood just released a statement," he announced grimly. "They're claiming responsibility for all the attacks, and they've issued an ultimatum to the Council." "What kind of ultimatum?" Hunter asked.

he says, making me smile again. “Have I told you lately how glad I am that you’re my brother?” “You don’t have to tell me. I know how awesome I am,” he says, making me laugh out loud. He grins. “It’s been a while since I’ve heard you laugh like that. It’s good to see you back to yourself, brother,” he says. “It’s good to be back.” “Mates are good at healing us. So, how do you intend to find The Prick, The Bitch, and The Dead Wolf Walking?”