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Callan panicked and quickly went home. I learned shortly after, there was no emergency. His father set the engagement preparations forward behind his back and ordered him to marry Alpha’s daughter. She apparently had been eyeing Callan for years since they were kids. Callan said he could not tolerate her; she had always had it in her mind to become Luna. I was heartbroken again, and I was not surprised. I was hurting to find out that Callan again rejected his father’s arrangements. Alpha Bryson had him beaten and thrown into the dungeon.

The picture showed Raymond being carried into the hospital. Watson’s jaw tightened. Raymond. And then the next name appeared on the broadcast. “Tricia Watson, daughter of General Watson, was also injured in the attack.” For a moment the General said nothing. Then he reached for his phone. His voice when he spoke was cold and controlled. “Get me the hospital,” he ordered. A long pause followed. When the line connected, he spoke again. “This is General Watson.” “I want a full report on my daughter’s condition.”

] I typed one word. [No] Then I blocked them all again. ... The knock came at dawn on day ten. I opened the door to find two men in suits—not guards, not family. Federal. "Dr. Gemma Blackwell?" the first one said. "We're with the Organized Crime Task Force. We'd like to ask you about your father's recent attempts to purchase bone marrow through... coercive means." I smiled. It felt strange on my face, like a muscle I'd forgotten.

exclaimed the girl as she ended her meeting with the general. After saying those words, the girl named Cally Dominic said goodbye to the man in front of her who was called General Frederick Dominic. But before his hand reached the doorknob, the man who had the rank of general pulled the girl into his arms and stroked her long hair. There was a short pause before the general finally spoke. "You came here as daddy's daughter dear. Not as the leader of the alpha team or as someone else!" he exclaimed in a voice that implied a little longing.

"We proceed with the strike. This time, we’ll hit them where it hurts the most. And when it's done, there’ll be nothing left of the Emersons' legacy but ashes." Athena smiled as the General turned to the rest of his team. "Prepare yourselves," he commanded. "The downfall of the Emerson begins now." The room erupted into activity, his advisors springing into action. The file, now in the General’s hands, had sealed the Emerson and the Grey clan's fate. All that was left was to execute the plan and claim what was rightfully his. "Where is Cessair?" the General asked sharply, his eyes scanning the room as he realized his daughter was absent.

It's just his grandfather, yet instinct says he could not trust him. "That boy must be Jonas in the story," the General started. "The crazy boy in Porsche and guns?" Realization dawned on him. Now, he knows what his grandfather wants. It sent a sudden relief in him. Seeing the whole board really helps. "Hestia is Cynthia and Hera is Selena," the General observed. "Are you sure they're not evil?" "Stop beating around the bush and tell me what you won't tell me," said Dylan. "They are dangerous," the General told him.

Locking the large door behind him. Aurora scoffed at the locked door. Tonight… **** “Boss! Just as you said, news has come to us from the generals residence. The general woke up only to find his daughter missing.” Salvatore said as he stood in front the large throne his master was sitting on. “Apparently, he is making a whole lot of issues with his security personnel, huffing and puffing at the government and being a general nuisance in the country. It won’t be long before they are pressured to start a nationwide search for her. The good thing is that there is no evidence pointing her disappearance to us” Salvatore finished, concluding his report.

[Allan Carter, Deputy Captain. On March 17, 2006, he gave his life in the cross-border narcotics interdiction mission codenamed 'Broken Blade.' He was twenty-eight years old.] The cemetery caretaker—an old veteran—led me to the third row, the seventh headstone. His weathered fingers brushed the dust off the stone surface. "Right here. You're his daughter?" "Yes." He crouched down and pulled out the weeds growing in front of the grave.

I looked at him and he was staring right back at me, at least it's just to pretend as his wife, if that would give me and my son the provision and protection we needed then I can as well sacrifice that for us “Yes I'll be the General acting wife”

So I turned and followed him into the house. I could hear a man and woman yelling at the warriors inside and they were obviously the parents. I didn’t blame them for being so upset. But once they saw Ethan walk in, they stopped yelling. They weren’t going to disrespect the Alpha. Not even with their 14 year old daughter missing. Ethan was shown straight to the girls’ bedroom and I went into the kitchen where her parents are. “Hi. I’m Summer. I know that you’ve probably heard of me, but I wanted to introduce myself. Listen, if anyone is going to find your daughter then it will be Alpha Ethan. I know that.” I explained.