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Gaby mind-linked Tatiana while she was grabbing the food. “It was the Hoh Forest Pack again, they attacked a young rogue named Tyler. He suffered nothing more than a broken leg thanks to the Rogue Gamma. He chased the warriors away and brought Tyler back to the village.” “Is he there now?” “Yes, I am going to give him something to eat. Dorthea gave him an earful, so I think it is the least I can do.” “Dorthea, why?” “I will explain later. How far away are you?”

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The room breathed its own air. “I feel like someone came in at night and stole the blanket,” Aria whispered. “We’ll get it back,” Kai answered, stepping closer without touching. “They won’t define our day.” “They’ll try,” Aria said with a bitter smile, taking a deep breath. “Fine. Plan. One: blackout—shades, films. Two: while Daniel’s with management, we map the next weeks so we’re not easy targets. Three: training—mind, breath, ‘red.’” The word hummed like a spell. “Four: statement.”

I hope you'll be willing to give that:-) That will be all, and this will possibly the last notification on Hatred. I'll see you guys on CRAVE. Btw, how many have reread while waiting for the new book? Haha.

I instantly rushed over to her and took her into the basement, "Stay here, don't move." She nodded at me while I remove my gun and loaded it before going back upstairs. The door flew open, revealing six men in black suits, heavily armed. I scanned their skin in search for any tattoos and felt my heart skip a beat when I saw a tattoo on their wrists. A fucking Dragon. It was the Russian Mafia.

Flynn blinked twice, trying to clear the glazed over look in his eyes and wondering why the tattoo was so long and life like. ‘Is this heaven and who is this hottie in front of me? Hottie with a dragon tattoo. Wait, hottie?!’ he yelled inside his thought as his eyes finally gained clarity. He licked his lips unconsciously and almost felt embarrassed when the intruder caught his eye and looked at him in a confused way. He would swear that he saw something flash across the stranger’s eyes but it was gone too fast for him to really understand what it was.

We're so different in so many ways. "Aren't you done yet? Come on, the girls are waiting!" " I'm coming... Wait, you brought girls??" " Well, the important ones... Stacy is downstairs by the way and her friends decided to hop in." I scoffed. " Why wouldn't they? With you dressed like that..." He cuts me off. " Shut the hell up. You ain't a saint either.." " Well, at least am better than you," I mutter. He sniggers.

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Chapter 37 Kasit’s POV I gave up arguing with my mother. Darika had already won her over completely, and Mom had made it clear she disliked Narat from the start. Narat wasn’t ready for anyone to know about us yet, so this was the only way to protect him for now. I just had to go back to the company, tell him to apologize to her, get it over with, and then figure out how to push Darika out of the project. Assign someone else to represent me so we wouldn’t have to see each other constantly.

Harlie waved her hand in front of Brielle’s face, trying to regain her attention. “Earth to Brielle.” Scarlett chuckled. “Care to fill us in?” Brielle took another sip of her latte, as an unwarranted grin formed on her lips, before taking a deep breath. “Ryker is dropping out of the Battle of the Alpha’s.” Both Harlie and Scarlett shot off the bed as they exclaimed in unison. “What?” They briefly glanced at each other, noticing they had done the exact same thing at the same time, eyeing each other cautiously.