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Xerxes asked, his voice softening slightly. “I did.” Ryker was an Asian, with long black hair and a long scar across the side of his face. He is the beta, the second in command and head of defense for the whole kingdom. “My apologies, I was not here to defend my king when the beast invaded the palace.” He gave a small bow. “Don't bother yourself, I'm almost healed. The scars are still there but that's our nature. What's a wolf without its scars?” He smiled. “You were keeping the borders safe. So tell me, what about my little assignment?”

It was pretty obvious from the way they sneered at me. “Dino charger” Chase shouted extending out his dark energem, “Ready!” a bulky yellow and black gun appeared in his hand. He shoved something on it which made it buzz with energy, “Energize!” he then raised it above his head and clicked something, “Unleash the power!” a large misty hologram of a dinosaur head appeared from the tip of it and swallowed him as a whole. When I opened my eyes again, he has worn a cool black outfit with a sharp sword in his hand.

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Leo," but the word disappears in the tumult. Leo lets Dmitri go with a swift, almost careless gesture, thumping him down to the ground. Dmitri gasps for oxygen, hands shaking as he tries to stand up. Too late, he looks at Leo, hates burning in his eyes. Leo realizes the change in the power dynamic. My heart thumping in my chest, I fix my eyes on them. "This isn't over," I reply, my voice shaking with something I can't exactly identify. Panic? Fury Either both.

I grinned as I let my true scent sniff by the last were-rogue. I can tell she’s a girl due to her stand, her size smaller than them, and her voice. She sniffs the air and closes her almost dilated red eyes while drooling sticky saliva. “Playtime…” I coldly said as I get one of my personalized sterling silver daggers. Its handle design with ancient carves with a black diamond rune at the center. While the silver blade has a small skull with the letter “D” on its forehead. It’s my signature as a well-known werewolf hunter feared by them.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.

I watch Johnathan gently rub my mate's sore feet while her and Kat switch between decorations and tablecloths. "since the pack is called Fury Pack how about colors that represent Fury",May says looking at more colors not realizing we are all staring at her. I look at Jonathan who was still rubbing her swollen ankles. "that is an awesome idea May",Kat picks up a book and yellows, reds and gold become the next talk at the table. Our pup kicks and May hisses in pain. Jonathan stops worried. "shit did I press to hard",he look alarmed.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.