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“You guys were following her movement’s right? Did you find anything strange?” “Not in particular.” Damien shook his head. “The strength of her pack is similar to ours, maybe even smaller, but I’m guessing she has many dominant soldiers. Which means her military strength would be about twice of ours.” “Then we have a problem.” I frowned. “Let’s head back; I need to talk to Axton.” “Why?” Both of them asked at the same time. “Because he was the only one who had been able to get into her pants.” I smirked. “I need to know exactly what he found out inside the Dawn Valley pack house.”

Being captured The year on earth is 3125 a.d. Aliens exist and the species that have controlled the past fifty years are not friendly and think of us humans as merely free range cattle. They love to drink human blood and some consume our flesh. The earth's governments discovered the invaders that called themselves Demirkans. They were reptilian like humanoids. I just call them bloodsucking scum. I'm Zax Derix, an eighteen year old half human male currently sitting in my hideout within a cave in Yellowstone National Park. It's 2:30 a.m,

Hunter looks angry and Creed doesn't look to happy either. “ he’s asking for you” Creed said pointing me to follow him “ a—asking for me?” Stuttering I step back a step unsure if it’s a good idea “ Yes, now let’s go!” He said in more of a command way then friendly I walked slowly towards the door knowing what I’ll see down there isn’t right. Walking down each step my heart was pounding louder and louder in my chest making it the only sound I could hear. When I got to the bottom of the stairs they pointed to Alex who was standing outside a cell with blood all over his hands and shirt. I covered my mouth in fear and shook my head no to moving any closer

“So, it says here your family is from Beta/Warrior ties with the Blood Oak and Cedar Falls?” I see her vivid green eyes flash black for a second - her wolf pressing forward. Nodding her head, she starts speaking lightly. “Yes, my father was the Beta for Alpha Damon at Blood Oak before he was, released, from service. I then went to live with my maternal Grandmother in the Cedar Falls Pack, but then she died.”

his lips brushed lightly against my temple, “if death feels too merciful, I can keep them alive long enough to understand exactly what they did to you before I destroy them.” A dangerous silence followed and then Dax leaned back slightly just enough for me to see the darkness inside his eyes fully. “Just say the word, Ciara,” he whispered. “And I’ll make your monsters pray for death before I’m done with them. I promise you.”

Without Dax's help, I've no doubt the child would be dead now. After Dax killed the president of the Crows, he made sweeping changes. The biggest being acceptance of the Latina woman he fell in love with and married. You toe the line and follow Dax's rules or you become part of the Arizona desert terrain in an unmarked grave. Dax and his club might be slightly domesticated now but the way they deal with trouble is similar to Moon's approach and I don't see that changing.

I screamed as his large, rough hand cupped my breast, squeezing with a bruising force. He didn't stop. He lowered his head and bit my nipple, hard enough to make tears prick my eyes. It was agonizing, even for someone like me who craved the edge of the knife. Liam was a beast, a man who used power to dominate, but Dax... Dax was a whole different breed of crazy. He didn't want my submission; he wanted my soul. He was the kind of man who would make me faint from the sheer intensity, and I knew that when I woke up, I would still feel him moving inside me, relentless and possessed.

Dax remained beside me, the cigarette between his fingers slowly burning out, his eyes fixed on the wet road as if he could see something beyond the storm. "You know, princess…" he murmured, his tone lower than usual. "I’m curious to see how much longer you’re going to hold out before you finally lose it." I turned my head toward him, raising an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" Dax smirked, exhaling one last puff of smoke before putting out his cigarette against the metal railing. "You. Maddox. Max. This mess between the four of us." His tongue flicked over his lower lip, as if carefully choosing his next words. "I watch you… and I realize we’re all just waiting to see who snaps first.

EPISODE 116 I ground my teeth hard, pressing my jaw shut as I watched the warrior steadily approach Dax. In his hand, he clutched a metal rod, its tip glowing red-hot with a burning symbol, pulsing ominously in the dim light like it had been pulled straight from the fires of hell. Without turning my head, I cast a subtle glance toward Dax. My eyes landed on his face, that demon-like face twisted in its usual cruel calmness. There was no trace of warmth in him, only the sharp edge of darkness.

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