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Ignoring his alpha's words, only able to stare at Nikolai intently, Ivan asked, "Are you okay? I... I heard the gunshot..." "Don't worry, I was able to grab that asshole's hands when he fired the first shot, and I saw to it that he shot the roof of his silly house, so he wouldn't hurt anyone, not even me" Clarified Nikolai, who was the first to react and who was in charge of stopping Estephan in his silly attempts to murder them, "But it's very sweet that you cared about me..." Nikolai said with much happiness.

Turning to King Richard, he relayed a chilling message: "General Victor sends his regards." As the driver's silver handgun roared, King Richard's world spiraled into chaos. The bullets, each a harbinger of betrayal and treachery, tore through his lungs, head, neck, and whole body, until 24 bullets had been fired. Then the driver stopped. However, time seemed to rewind, bringing King Richard back to the crucial moment, 60 seconds before his untimely demise. With the foreknowledge of the impending betrayal, he swiftly canceled his call to General Victor, altering the course of events that led to his assassination.

"Well, the good news is that, Naomi's father, sorry, the rogue king was found dead in a pit in the woods last night. Apparently he was trapped. His weight was the death of him…" His words were like a breeze blowing through my ears as I paused on the first sentence he made. My father was dead? The major enemy was gone?

King Edgar's face twisted in a mask of black rage, his subordinates stepped back from him, fearing to be caught in the aftermath, but he gained control of his anger and spoke into the mike with a deadly undertone, "I see. Good choice, now it's my turn - kill her." Shots were fired, King Edgar knew his niece was not at the receiving end of those bullets, but got satisfied with the small amount of grief that fake action cost. He threw away the wireless microphone, getting into the car, which sped away, followed by all of his trusted rogues. Those who had served their purpose were left behind.

I said, waking from the floor. When he nodded, I walked away, ignoring Sniper's voice when he screamed, "What do you mean take care of me! I told all that I know! I swear I know not…" Suddenly the sound of a gunshot interrupted his remark, and it grew silent. Drawing a breath, I pulled my phone out of my pocket, scrolled through my contacts, and stopped at Mitch's number. When he answered, I didn't give him the chance to speak and asked, "Did you kill King?"

I fumbled with my phone for a while before I could finally dial out his number. Did the King find dagger? Did dagger tell the King I was the one behind Ronita's disappearance? "The number you have called is unavailable." My chest pounded even more heavily at the sound of that. I tried once again. The same thing. I didn't stop at the second dail, I continued, over and over again. Did the King kill him already? My mood for the rest of the morning remained fucked up. I knew dagger to be very good at covering his tracks and that was why I chose him for the job. I even waited for the King to leave the Pack before striking.

“You talk too much.” Grit’s voice cracked. “Please. I got kids, man. King, we been brothers for—” She pulled the trigger twice. Chest. Clean. Grit jerked and slid down the wall, dead before he hit the ground. The yard went quiet except for the echo. King let out a long breath. “Goddamn. No hesitation. See that, boys? That’s my fucking queen.” Rico didn’t say shit. Just stared at the body, then at her.

His breathing was shallow, agony carved into every line of his face. Zeta entered calmly. She approached the camera and smiled. “I love keeping my kills documented,” she said sweetly. “Memories matter.” She turned to the king. “You should’ve loved me more than Ruby,” she whispered. The venomous blade plunged into his chest. The king convulsed but Zeta giggled with satisfaction, watching her father dir a painful death. The video ended. Then Thane’s voice broke it. “Yes,” he said suddenly, eyes wild, nodding. “Yes, yes...we killed them.”

King said, and laughed. Jake’s gun was out before anyone could react, pulling the trigger and emptying the cartridge into King’s body. It sent ripples through the dark as Dominic’s men stepped into position, firing their guns at the Night Stalkers. Jake didn’t flinch but he found himself face-to-face with King. His hand wrapped around the man’s neck, blood spilling from his gaping mouth. King coughed up blood but grinned. “She’ll forever be tainted by me.” “No, she won’t. She’ll survive but none of you will,” Jake said, and snapped King’s neck.

“Because they helped a man who killed the heiress to their empire… go unpunished. Thomas Kingston.” I stuttered. “Judge Thomas—” “Yes,” Tommy finished. I thought they died in a plane crash. They killed them because he sabotaged the case in my favor. An entire bloodline. JESUS! He’d stop at nothing until Ari was avenged. But why haven’t they killed me? Why play games? “Poisonous Dart pin, with artery fitting tech,” Kendrick took out the pin from the goon’s neck. “One shot and the venom chokes your blood. Silent and swift death.”