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' I was buzzing, but not in the same way as any high I'd ever experienced. 'Fuck, Ethan,' I whispered. 'What the Hell is this thing they've got locked up in there?' 'Hell might just be the right word for it. At least as far as the Angels are concerned.' His eyes were drawn back over my shoulder as if he couldn't help but search it out. 'It's a book,' he said. 'A book so powerful they need to bury it in a vault to keep it hidden from the world.' 'How can a book be that powerful?'

The crowd, swept up in the moment, erupted into a unified chant, their voices rising in a harmonious chorus of "Alpha, Alpha, Alpha." The spotlight now centered on Satana, the chosen leader, as the crowd's fervor reached a fever pitch. The announcer's exuberance was more than just a proclamation; it was a celebration of identity, a recognition of the significance that Satana held for each member of the pack. The resonance of his enthusiastic voice was like a rallying cry, binding the community together in a shared moment of pride.

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

is any of this ranting important? “My alpha, I believe there is a part of the story that was not taught to everyone. among the books, I came across an ancient book written by Sameer Luther.’’ the mention of that name brings a click in my head. “Sameer Luther?” I ask stopping in My Tracks as I bring my hands at my back.

"I admire your courage. I truly admire your spirit of leadership. The way you stand up in that room and do not let those old men intimidate you... I admire it so much." I gave a small, genuine nod. "Thank you, sir." "You know one thing I love the most?" “No.” "A leader who doesn't dance to the tone of the majority." I blinked. “I love that you stand for what is right," Anthor said slowly. "It is good that you are standing for what is appropriate. For the things that you think are okay. The things that you are supposed to stand for.” He reached out, picked up his glass of wine, and took a long, slow drink. The liquid slid down his throat. He set the glass back onto the table with a dull thud.

She was known as a notorious gossip who would always get out of the trouble she cause but would make sure she implicated the other person involved. "I so much detest his rude attitude too. He feels he's rich and he can talk down on anyone. Insolent." Anita the new project manager said annoyingly. She was a newbie and she couldn't understand why everyone kept quiet but she chose to talk. Pitch was fond of talking a whole lot and equally backbiting everyone. "You must have really had a terrible encounter with him. No one wants to talk about the almighty boss but deep down, you'll hate him very much. Bunch of hypocrites." Pitched hissed as she walked out of the office. Everyone knew that it was

Until we meet again, sweet girl, I hope you're dancing with the angles. END OF BOOK ONE

KING’S LUNA CHAPTER 70. ESMERALDA STONE (RANIA)’S PO V. "Anthony is the Alpha" Cole stated, as if it was supposed to make any difference, it does not really. "What ever decision he makes is for the sake of the Pack"

He suggested standing up. “Sounds like a plan.” I also stood up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #Harley “Truly the Hazel needs to be back.” “Those bitches need to know we ain’t laying low but making rules!” Emma supported. “The gown still flows in temper.” I started our made up anthem. “So as the fire filled throne.” “Alongside the venomous crowns.” “Standing in many midst they bowed before us.” “And that we’re forever their queens!” “No one should dare mess with us!”

"The last pitch is from the Uranus booth! Dole one! Dole two! Dole three! Sold!" ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform