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Ye Jin came out of her thoughts and chuckled. Looking at his confused face, she said, "Sorry, I chuckled because Su Yeon also asked the same question a few days ago. Anyway, Mr. Grim Reaper is the secretary of our Vice President Song. All the employees call him that because he is an expressionless and aloof person and always emits a cold aura. Also, he always uses Mr.G as his name… So all of us made it as 'G' stands for Grim Reaper…" Manager Han heard about this Grim Reaper and thought, 'Woah! He is indeed like our handsome demon! Hmm, 'G' for Grim Reaper, what is the logic? Wait, G stands for Gon… no-no, why does my mind always revolve around that Gon and Miss pair!'

"Tell me what he is. And I'll let you go." "He's my partner." "Try again." "He's a Reaper," Elion said. The words just came out. He didn't plan them. He didn't think them. They just fell out of his mouth. Kieran blinked. He laughed. A short, sharp bark. "A Reaper? Like... the Grim Reaper?" "Yes." "With a scythe?" "With a coat," Elion said. "And a debt." Kieran stared at him. He looked for the lie. He looked for the joke.

“I see them, don’t worry, we have a reception committee waiting for them at the Reiver border, we will out -number them and out-muscle them if we have to.” Brother Andrew just nodded nervously, he would rather it didn’t come to a fight, the Templars had been a peaceful pack for hundreds of years and that was something he didn’t want to change, the Reivers were a different matter however. ”Thank you, I have every faith in you. We owe Alpha Armstrong a great debt for the Reiver’s help in this operation. What’s your name son?” “My name is Camron Kerr, those are my Clansmen driving the other cars and we will do our best to get you on to Reiver territory in one piece I promise.”

However, no matter how desperately she pleaded, not a single cent came through. Ten minutes of fake crying later, frustration broke through her mask, and she snapped. “You bunch of broke losers! So many people in here and you can’t even scrape together one decent donation?” The mood flipped instantly. A new flood of messages filled the screen. [Any cops watching this stream? The suspect is right now under the Frostbridge overpass.] The tip spread like wildfire in the chat. Mira panicked and hurried to shut the stream down, but it was too late. The officers were the ones who finally ended her live feed.

I knew that he resented me for letting Wendy discover what happened between us that night. If Wendy had remained clueless about us, she would never have left. At that point, I broke off from my thoughts. I brought Connor the antidote to the drug and some cold water. After helping him with the pill, I put a cold compress on him. After all, in the previous timeline, he had sacrificed himself to save me. I had to pay him back for that. “Where’s Wendy?” The antidote and cold water had helped him regain some of his senses.

Then he turned to the she-wolf and breathed out a sigh before running his hand over his stubble on his face. “The guy called himself The Reaper. He was quick, and the strongest person I have seen. He took all five of us on at the same time and barely got a hair out of place,” he continued. “And his wolf…gosh, his wolf was the biggest and ugliest I have ever seen in my life,” Hunter added, his mind playing images in his head, causing his heart to skip a beat. “Tell her what he said, Hunter,” Jade reminded his friend. “Yeah, Hunter, tell me what The Reaper said,” Lin said, folding her arms on her chest and gulping.

I opened my eyes to see a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. The man was in his late 60s, standing tall in a crisp military uniform. The sight of the general stars on his shoulders made my eyes sting. He stood in front of the meat grinder. With one hand, he slammed the power switch off. With the other, he grabbed the guard by the throat and tossed him ten feet away like a ragdoll. Ariel turned deathly pale. "Who the hell are you?"

Reaper stood in the doorway. Calm. Still. Smiling. Not a big smile. Not a cruel one. A knowing one. Like he’d been waiting for this moment. Like he’d been waiting for me. I pressed myself against the wall, shaking so hard my teeth chattered. “Please—please don’t—” He stepped into the truck. The men around me went silent. Reaper crouched in front of me, his face inches from mine. His eyes were dark, unreadable, terrifyingly calm.

“You stole her breath. Now, I take yours.” In a flash, the Reaper closed the distance. One cold hand touched Clark’s chest. Clark gasped. He tried to scream, but no sound came out. His body jerked once—twice—and then fell to the floor, lifeless. Silence. The Reaper turned to me. Blood rushed in my ears, too loud to hear whatever he said—if he said anything at all. My body gave in to the darkness. And I collapsed. Cullen’s POV The man’s body dropped like a stone. Soul ripped. Breath silenced.

I got in my fighting stance and grinned. "You're their king, you're king of them all, an actual sexy Grim Reaper," I said assuredly as I swung my scythe and began fighting with the different weapon equipped reapers. I didn't want to kill them, only wished for them to back off. I tucked my scythe underneath my arm and waved a binding spell, wrapping three of the attackers into my golden binds. Ellis had his two back up against the building's wall. I glanced at him and he said he couldn't kill them for doing their job. I narrowed my eyes gazing over my captured reapers. "Why are you trying to reap him? He's like you, a reaper and it's against our rules to reap each other," I growled angrily.