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"I do not bet on losing dogs. I do not send my mate into a ring to die." * * *

"Rex——!!" I screamed in anguish, crawling toward him on my hands and knees, pulling his still-warm body against my chest. His eyes remained open, as if reluctant to leave, as if taking one final look at me. No matter how I called to him, no matter how I shook him, he didn't respond. My dearest childhood companion, my brother's battlefield comrade, our pack's hero—he had died trying to save me, murdered by these vicious creatures.

She raised her voice sharply, asking, "Did Ash actually die? How can it be Ash? Isn't it supposed to be Eli?" Mom scrambled to her feet and lunged at Marge, clawing at her face. "What did you just say? What the hell are you talking about? I'm going to rip your mouth apart!" Dad held her back, though his hands shook uncontrollably, and his eyes were so bloodshot that they looked ready to bleed. Marge flinched at Mom's outburst and stepped back, though she kept running her mouth. "It's not as if I said anything wrong. It was supposed to be Eli who was going to die, wasn't it?

That's when I smiled. Looks like she's the Guardian of Soul of these centuries. The 2000th centuries, Guardian of Soul. "Dean, please listen to me. Don't go to your office just for today." That's when I gasped for breath. In fact, no matter what a person does to avoid their death, nothing will happen, he will not die today. He will also die the next day because that is the design of death. They would just give the death compiler a lot of work for what they were doing and they would bother us, who still had to hunt for fifteen souls per day and ten at night. Let's say we don't sleep and rest but don't they know that it took a long time to make death notes and reports to be forwarded to the mi

"You heard me very well! If you're going to kill me, do it here. And tell your cowardly boss, who couldn't kill me with his own hands, that I'll be waiting for him in Hell." When he heard this, John began to laugh. "Did I say something funny?" I was angry that he was taking everything as a joke. Even the murder of a human. "Actually yes." he continued to laugh. "I didn't come to kill you. I'm coming to walk you around the mansion. As for Richard, he went to ride his favorite horse, Spirit. When he gets home, he does this first." Poor animal, had a terrible owner. "Oh, that means I should feel lucky." I replied irritably.

I fall to my knees and double over for a second as the vision of Hugo fills my mind. In a flash, Doze is next to me. “I felt it too when my old man died. It should pass quicker for you because your wolf wasn’t really attached to him. Their souls never bonded,” he explains. I grunt and try to push to my feet but a wave of nausea hits me. “Just sit tight for a minute, I’m gonna get the hose,” he says, as I throw myself on my back. The feeling is like a bad leg cramp all over my whole body and for a moment, I can’t move.

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

"Be careful with what you say next." Sherry’s heart skipped a beat, and Dallion’s smile widened. "Don’t be scared, little mouse. This wolf doesn’t tear people apart… limb by limb," he said, leaning forward slightly, making her stomach churn. "I was just curious. What happens if a captive dies?" she asked, trying to divert the conversation. "If they die, they die. What’s new? Don’t your pets die from time to time?" he asked casually. "They’re pets. Animals."

Gossip claimed - fictitiously, in order to adopt a child as soon as possible. Well, she quarreled with one of these tattooed... It's not easy, probably, to get along with two at once? Her beloved dog also died under some strange circumstances, there were no details on the network. That's why she cried when that chocolate dog ran up to them ... And then he turned up. He climbed himself, such a fool. She didn't cheat, didn't flirt. Eh...

There's no way I'm gonna accept dying like this. No! There's no freaking way that I'm gonna die like this but what should I do? Cuddle with it so it would let me go? This is not a normal dog. No dog can be this huge. All of a sudden, it let out a loud howling, followed by two far-stretched ones. I jumped at the sudden sound. What was that, a call but a call for what? Oh my God! Is it calling other rabies to come feast on me?