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It's taking me a lot of effort not to scream my lungs out. "Then how the fuck do you explain this?". He reaches into the depths of his pocket and retrieves an expensive, antique pendant with the careful inscription of Tyrion's name. My eyes widen in surprise. "I smell you all over this pendant, Valeria. You still don't know what I'm talking about?".

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It was clear he was very powerful and extremely rich. My fingers itched to trace his combed hair, which had been styled to the side, his waves flowing neatly in one direction. He wore a dark brown suit today with a blue tie and chestnut brown shoes. Blue eyes were dark with wanton as he led me back into the elevator with him. I felt the roughness of his hand on my elbow and devoured this moment of protection for a few seconds.

Tyrion said, sounding like he was panicking. “They’re surely coming for me. Alpha Osiris won’t take this lightly. Maybe I can pin the whole thing on you.” Tyrion said, still beating on me. He then grabbed a knife and stabbed me with it. He left it in my stomach and turned it, slowly. It hurt like hell, but I didn’t scream. I growled, “you’re the only one that’s weak. I should have never made you Beta, you aren’t worthy. You lack the intelligence, the strength and the skills for the position. You’re a joke.”

THIRD PERSON'S POV Alessandro watched Carly with a smile as she walked away until she was out of sight. "Boss." Leonardo called out, bringing him back to reality. "Take this and put it safe in the vault in my office." Alessandro ordered handing the Marriage contract file to him. "Sure Boss." He said with a bow before he left. Alessandro took a seat on his favorite chair as Mr. Tyrion Lannister Luca walked in with about twelve guards. Tyrion was the only son of his father's younger brother.

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

he replies making the ladies look among themselves and giggle as their cheeks blush. Ty seems to have that effect on ladies. He's not just a gentleman, but he's kind-hearted, humble, and so adorable. Anyone would easily underestimate him how powerful he is until they catch his aura and can sense the power in him. I've seen him train, no one can outdo him, coming close to how powerful Alpha Blake is. Our stay in the kitchen was short-lived. Ty is the beta of our pack, and with that title comes great responsibilities. It wasn't long before we were called back into the dining hall.

Alex had exclaimed when we met face to face, "Who are you supposed to be?" "I'm Jon Snow,” said my husband straightening up to the maximum, "What are you supposed to be and why are you carrying those boxes on your legs?" "Because I'm Tyrion Lannister,” Alex snapped, pointing to a mark on his face, "The best character in Games of Thrones." Then I had witnessed one of the funniest and most absurd discussions. The truth is that now Milena didn’t want to take off her costume and wanted to dance and have everyone dance for her.

"I've been looking forward to this." His hand was cool. His grip was exactly calibrated not too firm, not deferential. The grip of someone who had spent centuries reading what hands communicated and had decided to communicate ease. "Lysander Vale," she said. "I know who you are." "I imagine you do." His eyes moved briefly to Caspian, then back to her, with the quality of someone noting a chess position. "My cousin has excellent taste." "Is that what I am?" Nora said. "Taste?"

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.