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He tucked Sonia's hair behind her ear as he stared at the palm print imprinted on her cheeks. She wasn't surprised to see him, as it only confirmed her suspicions that he was behind the drug incident and most, especially a mole, was among Benjamin's men. “You shouldn't have done that. She's Benjamin's woman for crying out loud.” He said with a fake hurt expression. “You know you're not his first love, but I gambled on you so you have to be cooperative okay?” He added. “You gambled on me? And what's that, if I may ask?” She asked, and a smirk appeared on Mr. Godfrey's face.

just like now. When Theo reach outer area of the forest, the man who was following him block his path, and said to him," give me all your money and i might let you live,". Theo look at the man who was blocking his path. he remember the face of the man, as he was the guard who ask Theo for compensation when he was carrying the beast to sell at the gate of the town. He can see greed in the eyes of the guard, with little bit of fear Theo replied," why are doing this, if chief Lan knew he might imprison you,"

So he waited until they entered and then took a running start, jumped catching the top bar of the iron fence that was ten feet up and vaulted over it landing in a crouch. His eyes scanned and he saw movement of two figures to his right. That wasn’t all he saw. He stood and his jaw clenched. They were in a fucking graveyard. He thought vampires couldn’t walk in graveyards, but then again he had met a giant who managed to find a way to shrink himself, so stranger things had happened. The fact they were in a graveyard was concerning to him actually. They were dealing with an item that belonged to Hel, and she was a goddess of the underworld. Or part goddess and he’d been at this too long to no

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

It was the beginning of something new. I was no longer someone’s wife or shadow. I was the Godmother of the mafia families, Xavier’s mother, Kane’s beloved, and most importantly, I was myself. A year later, in a port city in Eustona, someone spotted a familiar figure. The man was ragged, limping on one leg. When he looked up, his face was covered in scars and humiliation. It was James. He saw me and instantly looked away in terror, ducking into the crowd like a rat scurrying across the street.

They were the only ones that would be able to tell him if the Hayfords were werewolves. *********** Deep in the grove, in a hut made of stone and rafter, laid Roman's body. He was still very much dead but his body had not yet decomposed. There was a small fire outside that was meant to brighten the place a little. While inside with Roman's body was a cloaked woman. She was holding a bowl of black mixture in her hand and muttering some words. When she was done, she set the mixture down and sat close to Roman's body. Slowly, she took the mixture and began applying it all over the corpse, not missing any spot.

Elder Morpheus had a dark black unibrow, and I couldn't help but stare every time I saw him. Godfrey stood and walked to the front with his chest puffed out. He turned and faced the rest of us. "Darick is my blood brother; you all know I love him." "Liar," I whispered. Amber stared at me and placed her hand on her belly, signaling me to take a deep breath, but I couldn't. My right leg was shaking, and I clenched the material of my pants. I didn't know how long Godfrey had been planning to betray me; he was no longer a brother of mine.

Again. Breathing deeply, he paved his way to the right wing of the place and headed to a huge garden located in the middle of the Palace. Large balls of energy were emitting different spectres of light to the surroundings. There was a stage situated a hundred steps away from him as people gathered around it. He walked a few steps ahead as he tried to look for his brother and mother on the stage. Instead he saw his father, a man in his mid 60's with a grey beard covering half of his face. He was wearing a green velvet robe bearing the Seal of the Guardians: a symbol of a fist wrapped in a circle. There were four others who stood beside him that wore the same robes with the seal.

Blood poured from the wound, Godfrey’s eyes widened, his blood trembling as more blood spilled from his mouth. Without mercy, Ravok leaned forward, his massive jaws clamping down on Godfrey’s neck. The crowd roared in approval, their cheers shaking the arena. Ravok released his grip, letting Godfrey’s lifeless body fall to the ground. He raised his head to the sky and howled, a victorious cry that made the arena filled with chants. I stared at Godfrey's body, before turning to Thomas, Thomas shook his head in disappointment. Just like that Godfrey died. I couldn't bear this anymore, I stood up leaving the arena in search of a quiet place to cry.

“A woman. Blonde. Said she’d pay double if it looked like a carjacking. Said no one would question it after… after what happened on the yacht.” I felt something violent crack beneath my ribs. Slowly. Quietly. Emily. Of course. I lowered the gun for half a second, just to see the flicker of hope in his eyes. Then drove a boot into his knee. He went down with a scream. “I asked for a name,” I said, stepping forward. “Say it.” “Emily,” he gasped. “Godfrey. Emily Godfrey!” “That’s all I needed.” He tried to scramble away. Didn’t make it two steps before another shot went into his other leg.