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Rademos quickly added. Officer Jones saw no reason to doubt Petar because he was truly injured and it looked like they had nothing on them. Besides, he had known Petar a lifetime and it didn't make sense that Petar would steal from a coffee shop. Nevertheless, officer Jones found it hard believing Rademos was responsible for doing this to Petar. Petar was bigger, and more muscular. "Bullshit Petar, you're twice his size!" "Size doesn't matter, I'm a lycan and he's human," Rademos said, hoping that would convince the officer to believe them.

After we finished hanging out in the kitchen, we went out to the backyard after supper, where several people were already preparing for my acceptance ceremony. The Beta was standing on a small raised platform, a sharp dagger on a small table, it’s wrapped with black cloth. Nix's gaze was fixed on the weapon, which made me worry because his protective instincts is starting to kick in.

Julia said while laughing. "Of course, I listen. What do you think of me?" He scoffed. "We also need to prepare a good packaging to attract customers, and maybe we can have a free taste to our classmates maybe they'll like it and would want to order," I suggest. "Very good!" Julia laughed. I can see how excited she is. "The name? Any idea? "Austin asked, looking at us. "Our name,” Julia said, smiling at herself. “Cara plus Julia is equal to Caia" Her eyes are smiling with excitement.

But he was also happy since he always liked to fight with strong opponents. "Which clan are you from?" Creed's opponent asked him out of the blue. "Me?" Creed replied honestly. "oh! I am not from any clan!" "What? So you are rookie?" He asked. "Hmm… Not exactly!" Creed replied. "I have some military training." "Military!! What rank?" "I was a Cadet." Creed replied and looked at his opponent, he saw his user name as 'Lazy Soul'. "Just a cadet? So you are a rookie!" His opponent was agitated by hearing his rank."Give me your best, or you won't be able to handle me."

Elijah chipped in, half mocking. “Don't start, Elijah.” He raised his two hands in mock surrender. “Enough of the rambling, kids.” Dad said, voice stern. “Let's get going.” That being said, he left for the door. I wanted to say something—maybe complain about our so-called beta but wait, did he just call us kids? They were already heading towards the garage, so I had to run to catch up. The guard clicked the door open, and a wave of luxury cars came into view. Benz, Ferrari, Dodge—you name it. Alpha Cade owned a whole collection. He handpicked cars like the ancient people would handpick treasures.

AVA I stood beside Derek and our team, my heart pounding in my chest as we crept through the shadows of the Golden Claw Palace. The night air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of our mission bearing down on us. We had stolen codes and inside information that would help us slip through the back gate undetected, but I knew that didn't guarantee our safety. As we moved closer to the palace, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if my bond with Cane was growing stronger, like an invisible thread connecting us across the distance.

Nico took center stage, mic in hand, pacing between the cars like a showman. “Gentlemen...and ladies,” Nico started, his voice smooth as vodka. “These aren’t just rides; they’re fortresses. Take the Cadillac Escalade Chairman Package: 6.2L V8 engine, 682 horsepower, armored to B7 level, stops AK-47 rounds cold. Self-sealing fuel tank, run-flat tires, and a top speed of 120 mph even under fire.” An Italian buyer, burly with a gold watch, nodded appreciatively. “Impressive. What about the electronics?”

Sir Caden's yell came through a slide window connecting to his office. "Where is my coffee, Ms. Beckett?" He yelled. "Wait, sir, I'm doing it!" I said. As I pressed the coffee maker, my hands trembled. I was startled that there was no coffee. I tried pressing it again, but the result was the same. "It's broken!" I told myself. "Does that mean I'll make him coffee myself?" I wondered, concerned. Sir Caden yelled again, "Faster, Ms. Beckett! Bring me my coffee now!" The hot water in the dispenser was already hot, so I simply used that and and make a coffee.

Chapter 10 Cayden POV I hang up the phone with the local police chief and lean back in my chair as I rub my hands over my face. Vampires? Are you fucking kidding me? Of all the times for my parents to be off, enjoying their retirement travelling. If they had been home, they surely would have been part of the conversation with Scarlett’s parents earlier today and they’d be taking part in the session with Leader Bruno later this morning. They’re of the same generation and my dad was Alpha Zeb’s Beta, which means they were also a part of it the last time werewolves had to do battle against those bloodsuckers. No one has seen or heard from one of those things in years. We honestly thought that i

And for a brief moment, he wanted to believe it could stay that way. But the feeling didn’t last. A low rumble echoed from the distance—an engine, heavy and deliberate. Fenrak turned his gaze to the far end of the street. A sleek black car approached slowly, the kind that didn’t belong in this part of Verona. It was old—late 1970s by the look of it—a Cadillac Fleetwood. Pristine, polished, out of time and place. It stopped just across from the café. Fenrak’s hand instinctively went to his jacket.