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Drogo’s POV The forest exploded in snarls and snapping steel. I didn't need to shout orders. My warriors were bred for this, a blur of fur and lethal precision that cut through Baylor’s men before they could even draw their steel. I stayed on my feet, a human shape amidst the chaos, watching the brutal efficiency of my pack.

"They will swarm you. They will use their numbers, their hierarchy, and their cheap political tricks to crush you. If you cannot handle three elite beta warriors in my ring, you will never survive the summit when you return." Before I could even settle into a defensive stance, Vance raised his hand. "Begin." The three warriors didn't hesitate. They moved as a synchronized pack, splitting up instantly to flank me. The largest warrior—a brute named Torin—charged straight down the center, his massive, calloused fists aiming a crushing strike toward my jaw. I ducked beneath his blow, my sneakers slipping slightly on the fresh snow, but as I pivoted to strike his exposed ribs, the second warrior

Bowen was a strong man, but it was impossible for him to defeat so many rider armies. "Don't worry." Bowen looked confident as he comforted her. "I'm here. I will never let them hurt you." He dashed forward with his machete. Shortly, Bowen and the rider armies fought vigorously on the staircases. Just within five minutes, a loud noise sounded. Bowen defeated the rider armies, who fell to the ground. Bowen was one of the Raksasa Tribe's most talented and powerful young adults. He once entered the Wild Deserted Secret Region and killed several enchanted beasts of Martial Saint rank half a year ago. He had demonstrated his strength.

Maybe she had guessed her subconscious had already figured out she wouldn’t be sleeping that night. As she finished dressing, Abubakar stormed into the bedroom and shoved her aside. He pulled out drawers and upended them, emptying my clothes into piles. "Babe, stop it.” “Tell me where they are!” “If you’re looking for an excuse to hit me again,” she said, “just go ahead and do it.” she didn’t sound defiant. She wasn’t even scared anymore. She was weary, the kind of weary you get to when your thoughts and emotions dry up to nothing.

Maybe he will reconsider female warriors. "I apologize, but we are going to have to delay training for a little while. We had another friend with us, Allistar, and he was taken during the battle while saving me. Our priority is to get him back safely." I do feel bad leaving this pack after the losses they suffered during the battle, but Allistar takes priority.

Chapter Fifty Six- Oliver POV- The time has come, my pack is preparing for battle. I haven’t even had time to process what happened that morning. I feel a hole in my heart like I will forever be missing some part of my soul. I don’t have time to think about that now. I woke up and had less than half a day to prepare for battle. I could not even take the time to explain to my parents or Betas the reason for me being unconscious for over a day. I woke up with less than a day but also to find out that Ireland, her people and her warriors have left my pack. Jason has tried to l**k Erik but it has been unsuccessful. Luckily Alpha Jerrick has arrived with some warriors to provide back up.

Ceaser & Sapphire were sitting on the couch crossing their legs while Ajax was standing in front of them like a convicted. Anger & disappointment were clearly visible on their faces. Specifically, Ceaser was boiling with anger. Standing on his feet, Ceaser's voice burst inside the place like an atomic bomb," Everything is ruined. My reputation, my relationship with Abram.....everything. Abram has cut all of his business deals with me. It's a matter of time I am going to see a huge loss in my weapon business."

Then again, maybe he needs a spitfire like Elena to finally put him in his place. “Uncle Cole!” a small voice screams from somewhere behind me, and I turn to see Brock and Astrid’s daughter, Sloane, tearing across the yard toward Cole Bauer, the alpha of the Denver pack, arriving with his mate and pups in tow. Callum’s arm slides around my waist as he leans in, his lips hovering beside my ear. “Eat.” I turn to him, arching a brow. “Bossy, much?” “Just trying to take care of my girl.” He winks, pressing a kiss to my temple, and damnit I can’t stay annoyed with him when he’s being all sweet and looking at me that way.

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "

I was the greatest warrior in the pack and now I’m nothing. I’ve heard them in the hallway outside my door. I may be a paraplegic, but my hearing is still that of a Guardian. I know what they are calling me. I’ve gone from being the strongest warrior in pack, the Big Daddy Badass to nothing. No, I’m worse than nothing. I’m the Broken Warrior.