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He always tries to watch and disappears into the privy afterward. My stomach knots. I’m in deep trouble. My wolf and I both instinctively look to Clay for help, but he’s glaring Eldrick down. Eldrick is the largest Claw, at least six foot tall and 250 pounds, but Clay’s people have been Ditches for generations, and our rank breeds bigger. Eldrick’s chest begins to rumble, too, and he draws back his thick lips to show off his descended fangs. Claws never retract them. It’s meant to frighten folks into baring their necks, and it works. I duck my head even lower.

"Oh won't you move a bit so she doesn't think you are as useless as you pretend your nature is. Oh, I do wish that he would be somewhat of interest right now to display that he is my perfect experiment. Ms. Spitz, this is my prized bull, I gave him the nickname: mirage because that's what he is. He doesn't look thirty six does he? He was a disabled veteran when he was surrendered to us. He was special services. A fantastic five foot eleven inches and solid three hundred pounds. I love he looks like there is nothing going on in his space. But, do not be decieved, it is anything but." I had been standing in Dr. Dawson's shadow and I could tell that the specimen was somethin that made m

Anyone would be so fearful watching this. Xander locked the jerk between his legs, grabbed him by the collar, and punched him again, and again, and again, at the same spot which is now a bleeding mess. Clyde's face is now soaked in blood but what squirmed Gabbie more is how the beaten man chuckled while getting strong hits on his face. He loves it, especially when seeing Xander this feral.

When the elevator doors opened, she stepped out, leaving no room for Damon to protest. Watching her hurry away, Damon couldn't help but smile. … Meanwhile, Clark returned home with a dark expression. Jordyn, sitting in the living room with an acai bowl, noticed his frown and put down her bowl. "What's wrong? Did Grandpa still refuse to let you back into the Sumner Group?" Clark sneered. "I expected that before I even went." "Then who upset you?" Jordyn asked. Clark's eyes flashed with irritation as he took in Jordyn's pregnant figure and slightly fuller body.

She only waved her hand, reluctant to shake his hand. Amy observed Clark from head to toe. Clark's curly hair was reddish-brown. He wore small, round-shaped glasses that looked smaller than his large, round face. His skin was pinkish-white and sweaty. He was chubby and tall, and his posture was almost always slouched, as if Clark was too aware of his size. "What extracurricular activities do you do?" Amy asked. "I'm on the Lab Rat team," Clark said excitedly. "We're going to compete in a science competition next month."

“What the hell was that all about?” Clutch glanced back at Cutter, who sat in silence. A silence that lasted a little too long. “Are you fucking kidding me? That shit is real?” I asked in disbelief. “As real as the moon landing,” he replied. “You’re lucky Warthog isn’t here. He’d have some strong feelings about that statement,” Grover said. “You actually keep a fucking ledger of all your criminal activity? A master file, on paper, of the club’s business?” I asked, in stunned disbelief.

Instead of these clans and their vip shenanigans, today only two posts were most discussed and give attention to two. The post that ranked 3rd in top trending was a video posted by some random user with a title that said : [ Trending #3 - A CLANLESS SWORD MONSTER BULLDOZED THROUGH AN ARMY OF 10 THOUSAND GHOULS GHOULS ALL BY HIMSELF! (NOT A CLICK BAIT) ] __glock69__ : "I swear to holy Lucifer, I have never seen something like this." #mercuryis_fake : "What the fuck is this monstrosity? "

Asa’s jaw tightened at the thought of him. A soft knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Asa didn’t move. “Come in,” he said, his voice low, the words carrying a quiet authority. The door creaked open, and Jax stepped inside. He hesitated near the threshold, his gaze flickering nervously to Asa before quickly dropping to the floor. The younger wolf’s unease was almost palpable, the faint tremor in his stance betraying his anxiety. Asa didn’t need to look at him to feel the nervous energy rolling off him in waves.

He wiped his mouth with a napkin, then approached Wilbur and Faye. "Miss Yves?" asked the man while smiling. Faye looked up, frowning. Then, she smiled and said, "Oh, it's you, Mister Clark. What a coincidence." "Yeah. This is truly a coincidence." Then, he sat next to them confidently. Faye introduced him by saying, "This is Xaron Clark from one of the three major families in Eagle City. He's very famous. This is my boyfriend, Wilbur Penn."

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.