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-Take cover! -Colton rushed towards me, shielding himself. There was a lot of commotion, there was shouting. There was a moment when the rafts stopped. -Colton! -I heard someone's voice. I knew that voice. "Until I finally get my revenge on you! -It was Darren. I looked over Colton's shoulder as Darren climbed into the ring. He was the one with the gun. And now something dawned on me: he was the one who killed Andy, he was the one who said things about Colton to La Cobra. The question was why.

Friday night meant the usual crowd: locals blowing off steam, truckers passing through, and the occasional drifter looking for trouble or a cold one. She owned the place with her uncle, but he mostly played cards in the back these days. Tess ran it. Short denim cutoffs, black tank top, scuffed boots, and a no-bullshit attitude that kept hands from wandering too far. Until tonight. He walked in around ten, ducking under the low doorframe. Tall, broad, dusty black cowboy hat pulled low. Dark stubble, sharp green eyes, a faded denim shirt stretched across shoulders that looked like they hauled fence posts and men twice his size. Colt Rivers. She’d heard the name from regulars—drifter rancher, s

"One of our frontier patrols just intercepted a lone wolf collapsing in the snow near the river crossing." Maddox paused, looking directly into Cullen’s eyes. "It is Caomh Colson, Alpha. He survived the collapse. He is bleeding out on our border, and he is begging for you."

The fake human let out a gasp as blood spurted from his mouth, but Colter did not care, he lifted up his foe in the air once more and shot him towards the other attackers. “I can’t last long, I need to finish quick” Colter thought deliriously, launching himself at full speed towards one of the attackers. He had connected into one of their chests, there was a sickening sound of bones snapping as he had managed to shatter their rib cage. But he was not finished, as his hands connected, he let out a powerful stream of fire. The target was incinerated on the spot, and his comrades screamed and howled in pain and anger. He had died instantly, burned into dust.

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

..... Colt was returning to his own territory. His clothing is stained with blood, but he doesn't seem to mind as he moves towards the lake and dives in. All of the blood streaks were washed away as he returned to the surface. He immediately dialed Vaan's number and told him to book a flight back to their home. And Vaan instantly follows Colt's instructions.

I tell Brady. He turns to look at me when I say this. Dru, Carl, and he are standing around watching things get set up. Carl helps just cause he is huge and is extra muscle. I tell them what I saw a few minutes ago. Brady just rolls his eyes. He may have tried to hide it, but I saw the small smile on his face. “The right woman can change a man,” Carl grunts out.

“You two will end up making out in the middle of a gunfight for grins and giggles.” “You jealous, husband? You know you’re the only man I ever root,” the Australian man replies, groping the other man’s rear-end. “Fine. Corpse Collector and Drogo,” Ryder addresses the two bikers, “you two go get Sidhe. He is to the west. Follow gunfire.” They nod to Ryder before taking the safety off their guns and running toward the empty vacation houses pelted with bullets.

Rivulets of blood run down between my teeth as the buck struggles, then goes limp. Anna and the others join their voices to mine as I howl in triumph. Howling seemingly coming from every part of the forest where others are spread out. First to howl is not the winner, but who returns to the bonfire where the elders are waiting with the biggest catch. I feel terror slicing through Kendra as she watch the limp deer in my mouth and the blood spilling down through my fangs. Violence is part of our life, it’s better she start getting use to it.

“I want to explain. Please.” “I wish somebody would,” Jayden muttered irritably. Hailey took a deep breath. “I knew Terrence by the name Colt. That was his code name when he was in Special Forces. I didn’t know he was here, or that he was one of the Colorado Colters. He and his team saved my life three years ago.” Jayden opened his mouth to speak, but she quickly held up her hand. She needed to get this out before she lost her courage. “Just let me tell the story first.”