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But, now that we had made it this far, we would figure it out together. X’s gaze swept over the group, the permanence of Bob’s and Schnell’s absences setting in. We’d all gotten used to them. Would we meet them again as Agents of S.H.A.D.E? Probably. Would we be enemies? I hoped not. The air felt like it had weight, heavy with the thought of what was to come. What was next for Field Team 42? “Well, we’ve got a lot of work ahead of us,” X said, his voice cool and steady. “But I think we all know one thing. The world isn’t done with us yet.”

All four of us spun ata the same time. Three shapes emerged from the tree line. Twisted half-formed creatures with elongated limbs and hollow glowing eyes, their jaws splitting too wide as they smiled with rows of needle teeth. Herald guardians. Waiting in ambush. Jaxon’s grin came instantly. Feral. Finally genuine. “Well.” he said, drawing both blades. “Now it feels like home.” The first creature lunged. And the clearing exploded into violence.

I reached over and gave her thigh a small, grounding tap. “Everyone’s doing well,” I said. “Lucas just got back from some scouting work. Kael’s been keeping busy.” “Always were loyal, those three,” Christ mused. “The four of you… still thick as thieves, huh?” I smiled, slow and deliberate. “Let’s just say we’ve been keeping our eyes open.” He blinked at that, the smile on his face twitching for half a second. Yeah, he felt the shift in tone. Good. Let him.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

Harbingers, divine ones, with a number enough to make up a small army, were bombarding the planet’s shields. “Ko'vren, switch to assault mode.” X finally spoke as he tapped a circular orb at the centre of the command deck. A hologram appeared, showing all the harbingers and the gentry defenders. He turned to me. “Take the wheel”, he said as he stood up and went to the door. “I need you to draw their attention while I kill them off with the annihilation spell.” He touched his chest and an emerald glow surrounded him. “Seriously man, can’t I get to fight one of them?” I sit in the chair and lock on to them. “They’re rare, you know.” X's eyes glowed as his hair turned pure white. I’m never tel

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

The Menacing Four exchanged another look, and one snarled, "You think you can use us to claim credit or something? Dream on! Let's see whether you survive this!" In the next moment, the four men stood up, and they looked very weird. Their bodies were all straight as rods. "Be careful." Felix didn't know what was going to happen, but he had a bad feeling and reminded Xena to be careful. However, the latter remained as disdainful as before. Her gaze turned icy.

“Time for our sweet Phoebe to be the one cheering us from the sidelines. Wouldn’t it be better seeing our mate in real clothes instead of a disguise?” Adonis smirked, shooting a look at Hayden. “Pretending all the time has to be exhausting. And if anyone tries to mess with you—including Hayden’s ex? They go through me first.” I didn’t give a speech. Just squeezed her hand and whispered, “You’re not alone, Phoeb. Not now. Not ever.” She looked at us—all four of her mates—and a second later, her shoulders dropped, like she could finally breathe again. I caught Phoenix staring. He didn’t move, didn’t speak. Just studied his twin like he was memorizing the fact she was still here.

“That was some sneaky game you played earlier, munchball.” I scorned and eyed him. “The coach wants to see you, Captain. You should get ready, the carnival is tonight.” “I’m not going.” “Everyone on the team is going to be there, someone might be lucky to find a mate.” I clicked my tongue at him. “The mating ceremony is not now but a month away.” “You know what, fuck you.” I rolled my eyes at him, and faced the mirror again, peeped at Aimes putting a shirt on, when he turned, he caught me staring at him through the mirror.

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