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It was something wild—like crushed flowers under rain and a note of sandalwood that seemed to vibrate directly in his most primal instincts. “Kill any men who offer resistance. Take the women prisoner. Raze the rest,” Cedrik ordered, his voice a low baritone carrying the authority of a dominant Alpha. His soldiers—wolves in human form clad in black leather armor—bowed briefly before vanishing into the shadows of the alleys, leaving him alone before a stone house that seemed to stand defiant against the fire. Cedrik felt a tingling at the base of his neck, a magnetic pull that ignored all his military discipline. He kicked the oak door, which gave way with a sharp crack, revealing an interior

He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and just one breath, and fire came out of her mouth, and all the perimeter where the soldiers were, was covered in such a great fire that made it impossible for any one to escape, and in a short time, they all died and there was not even a single one that escape to tell the story of what they had seen, to any one, when they all had died, the tree of them were still beasts and they headed towards the settlement, and it was a few st

He folded one hand behind him and raised the other hand, as if preparing to explain something to a friend or student with full appreciation. “You are a child born from a mixture of vampire and wolf-shifter, right on Kliwon Friday night and on the events of the Red Moon. The combination of the three makes them, mystical creatures, worry. You prove that fear by—” “Killing INDICENT guys,” I continued in a sharp tone. “I told you to say what you want to say to the point, not explain something I already know.” Reksa the devil lowered his two arms and grinned. “That means you already understand how your kind wants Barbara Alexander Brawijaya to die in the middle of the Demon Forest, with the reaso

Film images of bloodthirsty animals with huge fangs and claws, tearing people apart, came to mind. “Just don’t faint, mistress,” the guy said worriedly, observing her shocked look. - I think you will be against me touching you. And it is unknown how long you remain unconscious. And I’m not eager to touch you. He pointed his hand at her, and his tone was serious, without a hint of amusement. The thought of being touched by a werewolf made her dizzy. Anika took a deep breath, trying to keep her sanity and calm her anxiety. But this guy didn't look like the bloodthirsty beast from the movies. Quite a cute dog, or rather a wolf, with silky fur. The ideas about werewolves did not add up to the ex

Slowly they left in large numbers until it was just left with Luthan, his Luna and his Aunt, Ganjai. An hour had passed and Luthan was still standing, watching his former pack members leave him. He felt his color drain as he watched each person pass. The last person turned to say "we wish you a good life our former alpha" and that broke the Camel's back. Like a child, unknowingly, he fell to his knees and began to weep. Nelly fell as well. She felt his pain and wanted to comfort her husband. He was having the hardest time of his life and she? She wasn't sure what was coming to her after that. ***

Tessa nodded. “And that’s not it…Killian’s army of rogues is humongous. He had fought and gained power over them over years and then brought all of them under his dominance. They worship him. And then there is the army of vampires, not to forget Crescent Moon’s army as well. He’s prepared Alpha—you all better be too,” My stomach heaved, and I felt like throwing up. Asher’s face had turned ashen too. “Are you sure about this?” I croaked.

I haven’t talked to my family nor have any information on my uncles and cousins. I have known my alpha my whole life. And right now, Atticus is indeed the epitome of the three C’s: cool, calm, and collected. I hear him narrate what we discovered and how aggressively he is working alongside the supernatural council to hunt down the other species involved in the trafficking ring. Vampires, werecats and even the despicable trolls, are amongst the fatal victims of the fire.

I followed him with my eyes as I placed the envelope and invitation back on the desk. “Your name for this mission is Conrad Carter. You were a beta at Fierce Howl pack in Canada and had to runaway since the alpha sought you out for rāping and killing his mate.” He stated, causing a shiver to run down my back at the thought of some asšhole doing that to Quinton and Priscilla. “You are descendant from a powerful line of higher ranks and you are basically a scumbag. You kidnap and sell she-wolves for a living.” He growled lowly, clearly affected by whatever bullshīt story they had to make up. Not even surprised. It makes sense.

Storm Corps belonged to the ancient martial arts world and was a force in the ancient martial arts world, so it couldn't be compared to ordinary underground gangs. Keres, Storm Corps’ commander, was said to be a Transformation powerhouse, and several other high-ranking members of the gang were also said to be exceptional fighters. As a result, Storm Corps was a formidable force in Hathe City, and few dared provoke them. Despite the Creeds’ entrenchment in places like Hathe City, they rarely interacted with the people who live there in normal circumstances. Many people in the ancient martial arts world were aware that Creeds lived in these areas, but they rarely came into contact with Creeds.

She tilted her head, grinning. “Greetings, Than.” The beast’s gaze burned through her, void of mercy. Muscles coiled, claws gleamed. The ground trembled beneath its power. And then it lunged. The war had begun. Not between werewolves. Not between men. But between two forces beyond comprehension. Chaos vs. Death. Heratte vs. Thaneous. Good vs. Evil. And the world would tremble beneath them.