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I calmly looked at the Pope. "Having werewolf blood in your body is a problem. But you don't have to be too anxious. After all, since you were able to appear in the Moon Church, it means that the vampire bloodline inside your body still occupied the dominant position. After you receive the special training of vampires and awake the power in your body, the vampire bloodline would become more pure. At that time, you don't have to worry about anything anymore." I suddenly understood what he suggested. Now I finally understood why Norman dared to treat me in that way - Pope hinted me very clearly. If I still behaved like I belonged to the werewolf world after awakening, Norman and her subordinat

the wolf droned. I grabbed a sharp, jagged piece of slate from the ground and drove it into the creature's neck, right where the cable port met the cervical vertebrae. Sparks showered over me—blue, blinding, and hot—as the wolf let out a screech that sounded more like a tearing hard drive than an animal’s cry. It collapsed, its limbs twitching in a rhythmic, electronic spasm. But there were four more.

The other two warriors ran over before both of their eyes glazed over. “We linked our Beta, you’ll be in trouble now.” Another younger looking warrior said trying to sound confident. For such a high ranking pack this was sad, they didn’t have stronger warriors I thought rolling my eyes. I walked to the front of my car leaning against it holding the warrior in the air by my spell still. “I can wait.” I said smiling at him. After 30 minutes a large grey wolf came running incredibly fast down the gravel road. I was stunned watching him he was beautiful, I didn’t really get to see wolves shift much.

This is why I injected the cocktail straight into his bloodstream. The Beta looked at me, "What did you drug him with?" I couldn't tell if he was impressed or horrified. "I mix my own cocktail. It represses their wolf, blocks their mind link and makes them feel like they are dying. I inject it. Puking doesn't help clear their system." I said, answering without actually giving any real information. The Beta raised an eyebrow. "Nice non-answer. I asked what you drugged them with, meaning what is in the cocktail?"

And nothing more, and that’s not enough for me,” Yang answered sharply. - Not enough? - Baturin grinned. —Will her death be a sufficient argument? She only managed to catch a menacing roar from Ian, and the next moment the alpha of the black wolves broke the oak table with his interlocutor. — Have you and Rinat just now thought about the consequences? — A malicious grin lit up the black wolf’s face. — So, when you started injecting a three-year-old child with a vaccine that suppresses the essence of a werewolf, you didn’t think about it then? Bastards!

** the wolf began to heave and spit up blood, he staggered and drifted to the side trying to get it’s footing and Axel jumped down and stood looking at him like a predator and prey. The wolf began to wheeze and cough, the blood ran black and he looked up to the direction that Simmeon stood looking mortified, Simmeon then looked at me confused and I sent him a small wave and smile before mindlinking him ( check mate Simmeon ) his eyes opened wide and he ran off towards the lodgings no doubt about to check Turas room.

Liana woke up with a slight headache. She groaned when she remembered she was tied up. It had been so hard to sleep with RK breathing heavily. His behavior had been strange but she was thankful he had not harmed her in anyway. She had thought he was a monster at first but was beginning to realize he may be a good person being forced to do bad things by whoever the mastermind of the revenge plot was. Even when she had pestered him to reveal he had managed not to say anything. He was loyal to whoever was operating behind the scenes, the real psycho.

But the thing that alarmed Ash the most was his conclusion from this entire riddle. There is a mole in the White Wolf's Clan. His hands were shaking as he minimised the image of the tomb and maximised his program. His Spider Crawl was a system he programmed years ago that would gather him some sensitive information that couldn't be gathered anywhere. Even bridging the CIA's information database. Of course, he kept it hidden from the authority and kept it as his personal property as he didn't want to cause commotion through his program. The program blinked a notification showing that his crawling was complete. He clicked OK and then the report displayed.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”

I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.