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"Initiate Protocol Omega! Lock down the entire city! Get the cars moving right now!" The underground garage exploded into chaos. Men dropped their tools and grabbed rifles. Drivers sprinted toward the armored SUVs. Engines roared to life, filling the space with deafening exhaust noise. Sirens blared from the estate security system. The steel gates began to rise. The entire New York underworld mobilized in a matter of seconds. They dropped all criminal enterprises, all territory disputes, and all weapon shipments for a single objective. The little demon was coming. Noah bypassed the estate's medical bay. He carried me straight into the back of his armored Maybach.

We barely had time to react before a white wolf came out of nowhere and pounced on Nyra, slamming her to the ground with enough force to knock the breath from my lungs. “You.” The word echoed inside my mind as the wolf pinned her down, his weight pressing into her chest. “I’ve got you now, Nyra.” I recognized that voice instantly. It was Gideon. Nyra snarled and reacted on instinct, using her hind legs to push him off her body before rolling away and scrambling back onto her feet. She faced him head-on, her fur bristling as anger and shock surged through me. “What do you think you’re doing?” I shouted through the mind link, my voice sharp and furious.

He smirked, dragged her to the end of the balcony which was guarded by a steel silvery bar, and stopped This was the actual Nathan, the cold indifferent mafia boss! “Go ahead and jump. Kill yourself and be as hell home as you wanted. I would not give a damn shit about you again” His face had a plastered smirk firmed on it as he continued to smoke and observed the girl shivering and looking beneath her. AZRA. CO. Base was an underground layer that led to the beautiful scenery on the Balcony. Beneath that balcony was a busy road that consisted of cars that zoomed through the road every second. So he was right in bringing to her a fast method to death.

After the fast humping, Nathaniel headed back home, assured that he had done a great job with Ari Donna. Fortunately, his home wasn’t too far away from the Sky Gardens Hotels. His decade-old boxy Buchmeyer salon car slowed down at the traffic light just outside their shared apartment. He heard his phone ring, and when he answered, he almost flew into a panic. It wasn’t like Regina to be so panicky. Something wasn’t right. It had to be. Regina couldn’t even pronounce a single word properly. Her pulse was racing so hard that it made him worry.

James sighed and said, “Goyo used the Pantheon Nexus on her and my friends.” Wesley abruptly turned to Taiyi upon hearing James’ words. He exclaimed, “Goyo must have gone to the Infernal Prison. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to obtain the Pantheon Nexus.” Taiyi remained silent but slowly reached out her arm. A black-and-white force instantly shot toward Thea, who was surrounded by Anonymous Gas. The black-and-white force gradually thickened and replaced the Anonymous Gas, then engulfed Thea.

Grace smirked, wiping a bead of sweat from her hairline. "Yeah sis, you're seriously waaay too grumpy at 5:00 am" Pollux added. She rolls her eyes, "Whatever, I'm getting my stuff." As she went upstairs to grab her bag, her mind wandered back to the golden-haired boy waiting for them right now across the street. She places a hand on her chest and lets out a sigh. 'What was that? That's never happened before. It's like my organs all collectively decided to jump and scare the living hell out of me. Sh*t, Am I having heart problems?”

He said throwing her into another male, he disappeared into the street. “Let me go!” Beth growled as he tossed her into a waiting car. “I belong to Ryan DeMarco.” “Now you belong to James Gotti, Midnight Pack Mafia of New York City.” He snapped. “Drive.” Beth wasn’t sure where they were taking her, she wished she’d never run because at least she knew Bobby knew where she was, now he had no idea where she was. She watched as they drove past the buildings, but they stayed in the city, they turned into a parking garage.

“Trust me?” I slide on behind him, my arms wrapping firmly around his waist, feeling the solid strength of him through the leather. “Unfortunately, I do.” His laugh vibrates through his chest and into mine as we pull into the chaotic flow of New York City traffic. The buildings of Lower Manhattan blur into streaks of glass and steel. These are the same streets I used to stalk when I was nothing more than a field analyst for Camelot, fueled by a singular, cold fury over Gina’s death. Now, though I’m still tracking the same monsters, running my own agency has given the hunt a different meaning.

Nyx's Pov Alden kept his eyes on the road, and I leaned back slightly, wondering what he had to do with me. He had found me even before I was able to find him. Alden Black Lombardi. A ruthless mafia lord who killed with cruelty and didn't care about anything else other than what he wanted to do. Gary was supposed to lead me to him, but instead, he was killed and I was captured by this guy instead. So, obviously there was going to be a change of plans.

Getting dragged away from the area, I cringed, hearing the hacking sound and muffled gurgling scream that came from Mister Smith. “That's a pretty brutal thing to do over not getting paid,” I commented. The Alpha huffed and said,” We rely on funds to keep us alive so Miss it is very essential,” Giving him a raised brow, I asked him if my ransom would help them live because I was certain that it would cause his death, making him jerk me to a stop. “Who are you,” he demanded sternly. “I'm Athena Blackstone, the daughter of Derek and Gwen Blackstone and the mate of the Lycan King Gavin Montgomery,” I stated firmly and watched his eyes narrow at me.