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Ravenna collapsed onto her bed, exhausted from the night's events. She reached into her clutch and pulled out the two business cards she'd acquired. "Soren Blackthorn, Alpha of the Blackclaw pack," she read aloud, then turned to the other. "Rylan Moonstone, Alpha of the Shadowmoon pack." She sighed heavily, tossing the cards onto her bedside table before forcing herself up to get ready for bed. As she changed into her pajamas, her mind raced with thoughts of revenge and the complicated web she was weaving.

“When I found out that she was alive, I gave a clear order to destroy the pureblood creature from the Southern Royal Clan. And my order was to be carried out by one of the best Hunters - Jonathan Black. But he disobeyed! Not only did he not kill her, but he also saved the lives of those whom we despise and hate so much - the Wolves of the Western Clan! Cyrus looked at John from under his brows, not hiding his malevolent smirk. "Well, grin while you can, creature," thought Black, clenching his fists. - I'm giving you one last chance, Jonathan. Black just shook his head, making it clear that he would not make concessions: "I'll finish you, Cyrus, and take my Liara!" - Well, well, it will be in

they all murmured. My heart was racing . He was staring at me his face unreadable, cold,powerful. His eyes scanned the group, then landed on me. “You,” he said, pointing. My legs locked in place. “You don’t have a partner?” I didn’t answer. He walked closer. Too close. “I’m Alpha Noah. The new Alpha of Blackwood,” he said, holding out his hand. I slapped it away. “You!” I shouted. “You killed my mother!”

“Now Solterra has no ruler and completely ruined. I will die happily.” “You, bastard!” I yelled and my hands shook. Without further ado, I sauntered towards him and gave him alluvion of fiery attacks. He welcomed me with an arrogant smirk. He blocked and defended himself but this time I’m faster and more powerful than him. He was thrown away when he was hit. But I got more pissed when he still managed to laugh even when he was already coughing blood. “I think I underestimated you. I didn’t know you are actually more powerful than I expected. You are really something.”

"Tell me you didn't order the cyber-attack on my mainframe, or I'll crush your windpipe right here." I stand beside Lucien, my knuckles white as I hold my damaged tactical kit against my chest. My inner wolf thrashes frantically under my skin, high on the scent of danger, crushed cedar, and Lucien's suffocating Alpha aura. Tristan Blackmoor is on his knees, his jaw clenched so tight the tendons in his neck look like iron cables, but the fury in his eyes is unhinged. He doesn't look like a master strategist who just executed a high-level dark-web breach. He looks like a cornered dog whose entire territory is collapsing around his ears.

he trailed off, leaving the answer hanging in the air. Wyatt grasped the unspoken words in Silas's revelation. "Alpha Zain Black," he finished the sentence, the weight of that name hanging in the air. In the realm of the Appalachian Mountains, Wyatt Romano held dominion over the American border, while Zain Black, known as the killer from the Canadian part of the Appalachian range, stood as his formidable adversary. The room fell into a profound silence. Zain Black was the only one who could stand against Wyatt Romano. "Did he send the rogues to attack me?" Wyatt questioned, his eyes piercing into the depths of the issue.

It shouldn’t be who I think it was. I held back a groan as they both shifted back to their human forms and I internally cursed myself. Indeed they were Noah Black and Grayson Knight, Aliyah’s uncle and father… I walked to them, not wanting to initiate a conversation but to make my way back to my place. “The leech prince…” Noah Black said, a growl erupting in the back of his throat. “The former dog king,” I smirked. Each wolf present there growled, but it didn’t affect me at all. Instead, I enjoyed their helplessness in attacking me.

She found a long, wavy dagger hanging from her stomach, and black smoke rose from the dagger's blade as Noah pushed it deeper and deeper. Anaya stared at the blade and recalled Maldruid's death. It was the same kind of blade Katrina stabbed Maldruid with. “Remember that blacksmith I told you about? He recently gave me this toy to play with. But you can keep it. I hope you like my gift. I would love to stay and chat, but I have a werewolf war to start. Once I kill Alpha Steven, Derren, and Gabriella, the entire werewolf world will be mine to rule, and there will be no one left to stop me,” Noah said, getting back on his feet.

"It has been said by many that his invisible powers can not be compared to anyone. He is a great werewolf of the highest ranks who doesn't lose a battle." Blackwheel laughed as he looked at his empty glass while still looking back at the picture. "It takes a day to defeat a man and a lifetime for his story to be told all over the world. He may appear tough and undefeatable but that does not mean he is going to win me in a one-on-one battle. I am way tougher than him." "You wish you were," Alberto sounded cruel. Blackwheel looked embarrassed as he felt Alberto's words hit him. "You can't challenge a man you haven't seen fight," Alberto continued. "He kills people with a simple movement of his

Black hole. Hamish was looking at the woman who was lying on his couch with a frown on her face. Or rather, the thief... He had carried her into his living room and then he had looked for anything on her to identify her but she had no papers so he had to take a picture of her to send to a friend to search in the American databases... He would like to have a drink but he was afraid that the young woman would run away... He wondered why he was unable to call the police... That's what all normal people do after discovering a thief in their house...