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he said, making eyes at Godfrey. Well that answered a long held question I had. Godfrey rolled his eyes and quickly appeared next to Ash. He presented him with a dagger and then Ash asked for my hand. He quickly slashed it, then repeated it with Ryan. Godfrey took our hands and joined them. “May our Goddess keep and protect you, give you the courage to always see the big picture but not lose sight of the little ones. Keep a steady but firm hand, and an open heart and mind,” he said, taking our hands and holding them open.

"aaahh male God ,bless him here is the Palade pack look there is their alpha king" "the dark pack is here ,it is said that the their alpha king daughter have a very rare institution and wolf even rarer than golden wolf I don't know if it true" "this battle is going to be tough the top bosses are here look there are the Retriever pack they are ranked one ,it is said that they are not accepting any members now".

For six years, i sat behind closed doors, hidden in the darkness, observing, plotting, and preparing myself to exert vengeance on those who took everything away from me. For six years, I watched them have a happy life when they destroyed mine. According to my name 'Ares' which meant 'God of war', I was willing to go to the end of the earth to bring war, and destruction upon those who took my life away from me. Coming to Phoenix-Crest High was part of a perfectly curated plan that was made from the very beginning. Where else would be a perfect place to begin to exert my revenge if not from the place that the most gruesome betrayal happened.

I only hope not to abuse his need for me anytime soon until I can think of something. Compared to what I’ve heard about Keres, his *Darkinral* pack has strong fighters and he’s no exception. He’s known to be a great fighter hence his title as the god of war among neighboring packs and abroad. He goes to war once in three months like a routine. I’ve always found it strange that my pack was never attacked and I thought he probably didn’t want to make an enemy of us. Once, we tried reaching out for alliance but we were rejected. No one ever sees him except on the battlefield. Rumor has it how big and mighty his wolf is but now I refuse to believe all of that.

She knew it wouldn't hold it too long, these kinds of restraining spells are only made for humans, or at least beings of human-level strength, but Cassana knew he had to at least try. Minos dropped down from above, and moved under the monster, pulling Rei out of its paw. The red gemstone in Cassana's pocket glowed with extreme intensity, as she tried to fill up her minor spell with overflowing energy. She managed to pull the spectral restraints outward, pulling the creature's limbs to its side, finally able to see it's entire body. The thought she tried to deny was right, it was a werewolf. And not just any other werewolves, this one was a Primal.

I turn angrily wiping my tears as I walk towards my bedroom to pack. “Gaia, wait. Please, I never meant to hurt you…” “I’m sorry. I’m nothing like your precious Nicholas or Sofia. You should have killed me when I was a baby and saved you all this disappointment. Now I’m only going to tell you this once. Fuck off and never interfere in my life again. As of now, I don’t have a father like you. I Gaia Williams, Goddess of Hell and Harbinger of Death, Banish you Fenrir from Hell. I command you to never look for or contact me again. You are dead to me and you no longer have me as your daughter!” I turn and head to my room when I’m tackled to the ground and come face to face with my dad’s wolf.

“Let me go!” Its hand touched my chest. Cold fire seared through me. I saw flashes — blood on stone, a circle of wolves howling under a dead sun, dragons falling through flame. Then, through it all, a face ,Krav’s face broken and furious, eyes burning black instead of blue. “Your bond,” the god whispered. “Your sin. Your salvation.” The pain hit so hard I fell. The world splintered. I came back gasping, clutching the sheet. My whole body trembled. Sweat rolled down my temple. My throat ached like I’d been screaming.

​The white light of the Auditor’s staircase didn't just illuminate Kael; it began to strip him. ​As Kael Davis lunged forward, the beige cardigan and the weary, aged skin of the "Failed Father" dissolved. Beneath the veneer of the broken man was the raw, jagged skeleton of the original "God of War" script. He was a terrifying sight—a flickering silhouette of scars and silver-threaded muscle, his eyes burning with the fire of a thousand deleted battlefields.

I waited nervously as ambulances passed me by, one after another. I knew it was not going well. Meanwhile, Ruby and Danny were nowhere to be found by this time. - The next morning, the boss's roar shook the entire office. "Do you even understand that truth is the first rule of journalism?! No explosives and no casualties? Who told you that?! You can't even make this up in your dreams!" Documents were hurled to the floor with a bang after they struck the door. Danny was hunched inside the office with a pale face, and all I could feel was satisfaction.

A displeased expression etched itself onto Jericho's face as Evans, Alpha Malik's guard, rode in, causing him to suspend the crucifixion. Evans approached, delivering a scroll and informing Jericho that it was a message from Alpha Malik himself. Jericho accepted the scroll from Evans, his hands trembling slightly with anticipation. Carefully, he unfurled the scroll, his gaze fixated on the words inscribed upon it. His eyes delved into the scroll, devouring each word written until they absorbed every last inked mark. The contents of the scroll held a mysterious and gripping significance, leaving Jericho immersed in what it conveyed.