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Hopefully, he took down enough of the Vampires and Assassins that no one else would be killed. Cadon was running in the direction from which the gunfire was coming, other members of his team behind him, when suddenly a body appeared in front of him. Dressed in black, with menacing sharp teeth exposed, the man had a savage look about him. He must have dropped from the floor above them. His claws were out, and he was ready to pounce on Cadon. He didn’t appear to be carrying a weapon. Perhaps he’d intended to land on Cadon and his timing was wrong.

I feel sluggish and sick, I’ve been given something to dull my senses, the silver and wolfsbane prevent my wolf and I from communicating. As my blurry vision clears, I start to hear humming, there’s a strange circle and sigils written into the ground. Then I scream, on pikes around me are the heads of my loved ones. Tears stream down my cheeks as I scream again. Then a man, one I recognize, steps into view. His orange eyes and auburn hair seem appropriately matched to the fires of the torches around us. At his side is a gorgeous woman. Her eyes are ice blue and her hair is long and silver. She isn’t a wolf, I don’t need my senses to know this. “Beta Sego, please… please help me…”

"The man in the suitcase? His brother. Looking for answers. Same as me." "Then who—" "Is pretending to be him?" He smiled. Wet teeth. "Your sister's new project. She doesn't cure people. She becomes them." He dropped over the rail. Gone. The buzzer rang again. Longer. Impatient. I walked to the door. Blind again. Slow. Counting steps I didn't need to count. Peeked through the fisheye. Lin. Alone. Sunglasses. White cane. Perfect victim. *Perfect predator.*

JENNA’S POV Alex stood before us, his formal ceremonial attire highlighting his powerful frame. The traditional blindfold that usually covered his sightless eyes was absent. His gaze, once empty, now held a startling clarity as he looked directly at me. "Jenna, you are breathtaking today." "You can see me?" I whispered in disbelief. "Release her, Carrick. What exactly are you attempting?" Alex's words came simultaneously with mine. Carrick looked between us in shocked confusion.

James:- first you take me into war, and now you telling me to stop seeing you. demon:- nami is a special person, she enters hell look what happens to her. Jamie:- it's all because of Nami, you act differently, you are lecturing me, you are different, I don't know you, and I arrange a meeting they are ready to meet you she leaves the room. demon starts to realise he is changed, he becomes blind and starts to play safer, but Demon was not the one who plays a safe game. demon:- does love make me weak, I think I am lost now,

Mayhap he is facing the demon already, and he’s now in hell. “Who the fuck are you!” This time around, it was Damon’s brows slightly lifted. This guy must be new here for not recognizing him or that he wasn’t involved in any illegal business. Such a goodie, a pretty dog barking up the wrong tree. “Name?” Damon sighed, directing his inquiry to his twin, who stood up from behind the table. “Slaide Rigby.” That made his brows quirk. Looks like he had his assumption wrong about being a little goodie dog. Nevertheless, it only made things a little exciting.

“It’s my fault.” “No, it’s not his fault,” Theia countered. “I can explain, Alpha.” Jeong stepped forward. “Amelia, Theia, and Ren just arrived and Emil called Ren Uzui.” “Uzui?” There was a frown on Ryden’s forehead. “Tengen Uzui, one of the characters in Demons Slayer. He’s a white-haired guy, a powerful fighter but has lost a hand and eye.” “And?” “Emil thinks Ren dyed his hair to look cool,” Jeong added. “And he also said that Amelia isn’t a pack member anymore.”

He also couldn’t recognize if the silhouette charging at him was a human or not due to the shroud of darkness provided by the night. A powerful oppressive force charged straight at him. It was as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on him. He had the same reaction when Baxter arrived at Blade Hero's tomb. Arghhh!!! Dillon made a great effort to move his body, but it was all in vain. A figure appeared in front of him the next second. Despite being so close, Dillon couldn’t see his face clearly. The scene was eerie, to say the least. “Dillon White, Sword Warrior.”

With that, he swung the Scarlet Dracoblade and forced the assailant to show itself. Realizing that its presence had been busted, the demon charged toward Adrian. Adrian made a gesture with his hand, and the Scarlet Dracoblade whizzed out to intercept the attack. A loud bang resounded, and Adrian took several steps back to stabilize himself. From this attack, Adrian could see that their opponent was powerful, and he cursed inwardly. Before he could do anything, a whirlwind stirred up nearby. Within the whirlwind, a faint humanoid figure appeared. Adrian squinted and noticed that this humanoid figure was indeed a demon. However, it lacked a physical form, appearing in front of Adrian in the fo

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.