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the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

don't let them control you. Claude read the message over and over in shock and excitement. He was very surprised that the Beast Tamer class was the one he received, but after read the Systems analysis on him it made quite a bit of sense. He didn't even know much about this Class since there weren't many famous Beast Tamers. "I'll have to check it out in the library." He thought.

Scott and his grandpa brought him to Alexandra's place and spent the afternoon with Marina. Beast completely lost it when he saw Alexandra, peed all over the rugs from excitement, and knocked Marina over three times before settling next to her like a giant pillow. It was epic watching them curled up on the carpet watching cartoons. They had a perfect afternoon, but that night, as Scott worked late—his usual insomnia keeping him up, deep in designing collectible cars—his phone rang. "Allie? What's wrong?" he asked, alarmed. "You need to come right now! Something's wrong with Beast! He's going crazy!" Alexandra cried over the phone, panic in her voice.

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" The Beast God's voice rang out with immense authority. We looked down at our feet. Below us stretched a dense primeval forest, the continent where the beastmen made their home. When we first fell onto this continent in our previous life, both my sister, Lydia Miller, and I had fear written deep in our eyes. The howling of wild beasts announced the law of the jungle that ruled this place. So, Lydia chose the beast woman identity without hesitation. "A beast-eared woman has its own kind of charm," she said. After making her choice, she looked at me smugly, imagining how adorable she'd look. The Beast God told us that on this beastman continent, females were extremely rare. A single female co

"The Ghost Army is holding the Bastion. What is your status?" "We have a localized extinction event bearing down on our position in the real world," Ren spoke rapidly, his eyes tracking the Behemoth's slow, inexorable advance on Kara's monitors. "A Vanguard Behemoth. It's shielded, and we don't have the heavy ordinance to crack it."

Just an order. I stepped out, closed the door behind me, and shifted back into my beast form. Stone blurred beneath my paws as I tore through Blackreach, past its gates and straight for the edge of the Whispering Woods. By the time I reached Brammon and Rhydan, the forest line was already crawling with movement. Manticores came first. Dozens of them—their humanlike faces fixed in those eerie, empty expressions. Lion bodies, scorpion tails arched high, each one moving in perfect, unnatural formation.

"The justification for doing it as a goodwill gesture toward Obsidian Keep rather than a straight sale. The gold angle was Mara's own addition." "Why are you telling me now?" I said. "She's already back in Obsidian Keep. She's safe. The transaction is done." "Because Garrett's scouts came back this morning," she said. "With a fuller picture of what happened at the collection point than Renn's official report contained and because Calista is still inside this pack house. Running whatever comes next and you are the

I saw red and had half a mind to turn my head and sink my teeth into Charlotte's neck to claim her. It had to be the mate bond. I didn't want to believe it, not because I didn't want to have a soulmate or for that soulmate to be Charlotte, but because it sounded too good to be true. Bears never had fated soulmates before. Still, there was nothing about the way I was feeling that could be explained as anything other than divine intervention. The realization and acceptance were so startling that they helped me control my beast, and I pressed my lips together as I waited for her to continue speaking.

Her teeth clenched, her face contorted with fury. "Holy cow! Don't get all worked up, Mom; those bombs are very delicate," he cautioned. "We need to make the transaction and get out of here as soon as possible. I got word that Deangelo is on a plane heading to Italy. He's probably already arrived. I took the fastest cargo plane I could find to get here. We need to move fast." Ximena shook her head slowly, her eyes burning with dangerous anger. ***