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But Dominion fought like something endless, calm, calculating, cruel. Liora’s voice slipped through between the chaos, small, trembling. “Mama… it hurts…” Sera froze mid-swing. Dominion seized the opening. Her hand closed around Sera’s throat. “Of course it hurts. Evolution always does.” She lifted Sera off the ground effortlessly, her strength inhuman. Sera gasped, clawing at the hand around her neck, her magic flaring weakly. “Let… her… go…” Dominion leaned close. “Why would I release the only perfect thing you’ve ever made?”

Dominion. Power. Jesse.

Even as he slammed into her at last, plunging her into whimpering ecstasy, even as he pushed her toward the limit again and again, as his teeth bore into her bottom lip and he pounded every scrap of thought and fear out of her, she felt the difference. This was lovemaking. Rough, dominating. Real. “You’re mine, Raven,” he hissed, exploding through her with another hard thrust. His hot balls squeezed against her as he bottomed out, filling her, Owning her. She knew what that meant now, fully: she was part of his empire. And what was his was precious to him. Not simple possession—but value. “I’m yours,” she gasped, almost crying around the need to cum. “I’m—arghh—yours…”

Chapter 175: An Odd Arrangement Judd exhaled loudly, the responsibility weighing heavily on him. On the one hand, he was pleased Jessi had agreed to accept him as Dominant, unusual circumstance though it was. It had been a long time since he'd had what he would call a genuine submissive, and between his conversations with Graham and the time he's spent with Jessi, he knew she fit the bill.

He surely knew how to make her feel vulnerable and weak, just like a prey. She flinched as he approached her in a fast motion, only to realize he was offering her his sword. "Go on," he smirked as he waited for her to take the sword, which she hesitantly did, before standing up straight, noticing how heavy the sword was compared to the one she was used to. Was she really allowed to strike the King of Kattegat? Ragnar pulled out the axe he had on his side as he took on a defensive stance, waiting for Sophie, who was still debating whether to strike or not.

So he’s an Italian, huh? Giordano nodded, “Like what you’ve said... Still the same. Europe is in my control.” Adam stood up. He went to where the alcohol is while I am just wandering around, fascinated with unique books and literature. My eyes went on the specific. It was called The Doctor by Nikki Sloane. I arched my eyebrows, thinking the owner of this book is probably reading Nikki Sloane’s story. “When are you going back to Italy?”

"Everything that Celestia and the Alliance have told you about this war and why it's happening is a lie." I narrowed my eyes on him, but he just took a breath before looking me square in the eye and continuing. "You saw the people in there. You saw how it's driving them mad, and forcing them to shift into their alter forms. The Beastial Kingdom didn't start this war; Celestia did. They corrupted our king on the day they were supposed to sign a peace treaty. They did something to him that forced his dragon to the surface in a blind rage, instantly voiding the treaty between kingdoms, and therefore restarting the war that we were trying to end. That king came back to the Beastial kingdom after

They have more members than you, more territory,more pack members, more resources, how do you plan to end that Dominic? “Carefully.” Domin stood up and walked to the window. “One piece at a time, we cut off their money, followed by their supplies, their support, weaken them until they fall and collapse.” “That could take a long time , about a year or even more.” Maya felt exhausted from just thinking about it. "Then years be it.Dominic turned to face her .”I'm not letting them win after the damage they have caused,they wont go free, not after taking down three of the club members.”

The way he glanced at me with his neon eye. I wander to the far corner of the room and pat the waist-high padded bench and run my fingers over the leather. The thought depresses me. "You're a sadist? Is this the soft-will-hearted Jonathan Christopher I once knew or the new Jace De Leon that I just learned?" "I'm a Dominant; I love controlling, I like being in power." His eyes are a scorching neon, intense. "What does that mean?" I whisper. "It means I want you to surrender yourself to me, in all things willingly." I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea.

Miaka’s P.O.V I was crowned when I was two years old. Not because I was the intended King, but because my adoptive family had to protect me. They knew I was a hybrid. And hybrids were the enemy. Eons ago, there used to be just one world, one dimension. Different creatures lived together in harmony. It’s not that there weren’t wars, there were, but that was considered the natural order of things. Wars over territory kept the population of the supernatural in check; making sure that no one species ever dominated the world.