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His face softened and I hurried to him and he wrapped me in his arms. " I can't believe I mind linked. That's never happened before." I exclaimed. Ben and Daniel exchanged glances but I didn't make a deal of it. They probably just thought it was abit weird. "Alpha we should probably be heading back now." Daniel said to which Ben nodded in agreement. They changed again into their wolf forms as that would get us back alot quicker. Rachel was already on Daniels back holding onto his fur tightly as he began to run through the forest followed by me on Ben's back. I held onto him like my life depended on it.

I plugged the drive into the main digital projector dock built into the center of the mahogany table. "I am afraid there has been a slight misunderstanding, gentlemen," I said. My voice dropped its soft, trembling tone, instantly hardening into the icy, lethal pitch of Vesper. The main projector screen at the front of the room flashed to life, displaying a massive, highly detailed financial ledger. Julian Sterling’s face drained of color in an instant. "What is the meaning of this?" Marcus snapped, slamming his hand on the table as he stood up. "Turn that off!"

He looked at me through the amber liquid in his glass, a curious, satisfied glint in his eyes. ​"I told you the view was better from outside the tower," Mateo said, raising his glass toward me. "And since I’m officially picking up the tab for this liberation, I have one rule: no one mentions the name 'Cromwell' for the rest of the night. Anyone who does has to take a shot of the strongest thing on the menu." ​"I can live with that," I laughed, feeling a genuine spark of joy for the first time in days.

Doug/ /We need to get back now. Me/ /Alpha, look at the sky. Peadar/ /Shit, it looks like our Luna might be a tad upset. Niven/ /BACK TO THE PACK HOUSE NOW. ME/ Five of us broke off running full speed back to the pack house. The sky continued to darken as we grew closer. We tore through the rogues sliding to a stop as we reached the pack house. Fredrik was standing there beside Aerian as they held off the rogues. I let out a menacing growl when one of them lunged at her. I stood there mesmerized as I watched her nails turn into claws. Aerain dropped to the ground sliding under the rogue as he flew over her. Her nails raked along his soft underbelly disemboweling him as she went. He hit the g

She slid it across the table. “Three hundred units.” Tunde hesitated. “I was told it could go for five.” She let out a dry laugh. “Then whoever told you that was either setting you up or sending you to your grave. Take the three.” He looked down at the shard, then at her. Then picked up the chip. “Deal.” Glitch gave a slight nod. “Good choice. But a word of advice: if you’re planning something stupid, like smuggling yourself into the Citadel don’t come back here. You won’t get a second deal.”

Something dangerous. Something that could destroy them all.

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If they want to play with the big dogs they better be able to keep up. Game on, Valentino and Franco. Game fucking on.

CHAPTER EIGHT To find The Wolf, one must think like a Wolf. Wolflet Marie looked in her mirror one dark night for the last time. She was saying goodbye. Goodbye, dark hair. Goodbye, soft eyes. Goodbye, lips that quivered and trembled and did everything but speak and eat. Goodbye gentle, hard-working hands.

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.