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Soon the council will rise. Soon the whispers will begin. Alyssa used poison. Alyssa tried to kill the heir of Fenrath. Alyssa is dangerous. Two problems solved with one fall. The last thing I see is Alyssa’s eyes—wide, startled. She’s not looking at me. She’s looking past me. Then I hear it. A scream. A growl that doesn’t sound mortal. A blur of black. The shuck. It flies over me like smoke, a monstrous shadow with teeth, and I try to scream, but my mouth won’t move. My fingers twitch. The poison’s inside me, winning.

They both heard the loud shattering of the glass upon hitting the concrete floor. She grabbed his hand and held it tight, begging him to stop. He pressed his lips near her ear before whispering, "The whiskey was tampered. You tried assassinating me last night," he concluded his explanation. He didn't let go of her neck until she was turning red. She gasped for air before standing up and backing away from the mafia boss. Eros stood up from his seat and walked towards Keisha who continuously backed away. His presence felt like the grim reaper ready to take her soul away. She was backed up against the wall and he slammed his hands, caging her in between.

I will be the only one who is number one. "Anyway, sir, do you still need to clarify what the Assassination Society is and why we were being pursued by them?" I questioned Dum regarding AS. Dum's demeanor changed to serious after hearing my question, and he did not respond right away. "Sir?" I say again, waiting for his response. I mean, I know what AS is, but I was wondering how he found out about it and how our attacker informed him about it while they were battling. Dum groaned in front of me, troubled eyes on me, "do you really want to know? I mean, you don't need to know about it," Dum questioned.

His forehead was creased as he removed his gloves and glasses. "What is it"? Lucas stood up, hands in his pockets. "Master. It’s much more complicated than it seems". The doctor said wiping the sweat. He asked for a glass of water and gulped down in one go. "He is under weight, malnutrition and that made him anemic. It’s nothing that can’t be covered. But...." "But what"? Lucas growled. "He is assaulted". The doctor said. Lucas looked at him with confused gaze. "Well yeah like I told you. He was attempted to be raped...."

If Ashmoor sends their absorbed wolves as the advance force and we destroy them defending this fortress, Caden Voss gets to tell three territories' worth of grieving wolves that Obsidian Keep killed their people." I looked at Zayden. "He's not just building an army. He's building a narrative." The planning room was very quiet. Zayden looked at me with those gray eyes that were doing their complete thorough assessment. "She's right," Garrett said from beside Rowan. His steady Beta voice. "It's exactly the kind of construction Calista's correspondence described in the intelligence she passed

My ghost trembled on the verge of unraveling. I was dead. I'd been sold to the brothel, tortured beyond measure, devoured by dogs until nothing was left of me. And all of it—every last shred of suffering, every ounce of guilt I'd carried for "killing" my brother—had been one colossal, sick joke. A tidal wave of absurdity and bitter rage crashed over me. My spirit screamed in silence, howling, splintering apart. But when the crying was over, all that remained was a hollow, unfamiliar calm.

The background sound from the TV filled the empty space and made her feel less fidgety. Ping. A message dropped, Alina was being transferred to Mexico for her pending detective case. “It can't be a coincidence.” she thought. This was her life now. Alina the Assassin. Life in the underground was hell when she first joined seven years ago. Trainings were even more brutal. But the one thing that fueled her was the burning thirst for revenge, to do that she had to survive and the only way for her to survive was to join the crime family.

With only the two of them sitting in the spacious backseat, Callie sat as far away from Soren as she could. Callie didn’t know what to expect once the car started driving toward the Ashen City. She had only heard rumors about it, and some stories from her university buddies who have dared to sneak inside for a peep at what life in the city was like. All their stories were horrifying. For the first few miles, after the car drove past the border, Callie felt the anxiety grow in her chest. The place was extremely gray. Most of the buildings they passed were either destroyed or unlivable. And though the ashes from the great fire washed away after all these years, the memories are embedded into t

They'd banished her thinking it would end her threat to their precious golden girl. They had no idea they'd just given her the time and motivation to plan something far worse than a simple assassination. Lisa Blackwood thought she was safe in her ivory tower, protected by pack bonds and mate loyalty and the fiction that confessing her family's sins was enough to wash them away. But towers could be toppled, bonds could be broken, and even the strongest fiction would crumble when subjected to enough pressure. Soon, Lisa would learn that some debts could only be paid in blood—and that justice, however delayed, was still justice in the end.

dangerous and unapologetic. These sorts of people treat lives as if they didn't matter because they knew they were powerful enough to live unhindered. Why would Jim get involved with this sort of person? Was he blackmailed? Brewster ruffled his hair and closed his eyes in despair. He couldn't let Jim be treated the way he was. He couldn't let Jim ruin his life for anything and definitely not for him. He sucked in a deep breath. He glanced at the closed door before him and decisively turned around. He had to find out who Jim was with, and to do that, he needed Ace's help.