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asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

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The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

ELIZABETH MILKHART “Are you finding your meal agreeable darling?” Cassandra Blackwood’s sweet voice surprised me and I snapped my head up to see that she had been talking to Sarah Sossen. “Yes, thank you, Your Grace, it's wonderful cuisine,” The bitch whispered, giving me a sly smirk. The damned thing had won over the Luna before I could! But how? What the hell did she have that I didn't besides crippling good looks and the confidence of Johnny fucking Bravo.

She held up a grin, blood dripping from her mouth. "Let's do this…" I gulped down the last drops of blood from the bottle, sending her instructions with my eyes. The humans had all run into their homes, giving us a proper sight of the mountains. As we closed the gap between us and the mountain, I couldn't believe my eyes. Long silver rods stood at opposite ends, flames burning between them. A black seal held the silver bars in place, stopping it from opening. "Sire, we have to hurry; the inscriptions in the clouds have begun to fade." Sabrina let out. She was trying her best not to give up having only strength and agility alone.

Blackwood. TBC!!

"Except you plan on living in the backseat. Which, honestly, might be too good for you." I stepped out before he could say more, my heels crunching on the gravel. I followed him through the massive front doors into a living room that looked like a museum. An older man was sitting in a leather armchair, a newspaper covering his face. He looked relaxed, but the power rolling off him was suffocating. This was the Big Boss—Alpha Silas Blackwood. He folded the paper down as we approached. His hair was silver, but his eyes were the same icy blue as Adrian's.

“Why didn’t I get this card last round! Look at those big tits I could have been sucking on!” “Pass!” came Sienna’s instant reply, as she chugged yet another glass of alcohol and hot sauce, spun her four circles and scooted to the side a bit unsteadily. Her massive breasts bounced to and fro as she did so (to much delight of the gathering). It seems she just couldn’t win.

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟ "Hey, sexy..." A high pitched female voice suddenly grates on my ears. I uncover my face and see a pair of pink and gray sneakers and bare legs. Sexy bare legs at that. My eyes trail up her body. Perfectly toned legs that lead up to a set of hot pink lycra shorts that are skin tight. Then a set of tight abs and a sports bra that matches the shorts, racy and something worn only to film for social media.

"I don't know who it is. I never met him. We talked on the phone." I look around the dark room to see that my men have formed a circle around us. I point at this idiot with my gun. "This is the most cliché set of circumstances I've seen. Wouldn't you all agree?" I turn my attention back to the guy. "Let me guess, Bob gave you like 50K or something?" "A hundred," he grimaces as he turns his head to spit.