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I throw my hand over Aamon's shoulder,with the same hand, I gently run my fingers up and down the side of his neck, then my fingers dip in his curly hair, running through it. Ember gasps in horror when Aamon's hand tightens on my hip and a small groan leaves his lips. This is the first time I've touched him so intimately on my own accord. Fury burns in Ember's eyes, geez. And the trophy for on point naming goes to Alpha Haiden Blackwood. I can almost feel the heat of anger radiating off her. "You little whore!" She takes wide steps towards us and I jump up from Aamon's lap.

He had midnight-black hair and lethal, glowing amber eyes that swept over the crowd with absolute boredom. A faint, rugged scar ran along his jawline, a reminder of his dangerous time ruling the lawless offshore networks. It was Killian Blackwood—Cassian's exiled older brother, the true, feared Lycan Alpha of the Shadowlands. My heart skipped a beat, a wicked smile finally touching my lips. My perfect weapon, and my true fated match, had just arrived.

Dominique managed to question him despite the searing pain oozing from every pore of his skin. Dylan tsked, “So many questions. All right this time I wouldn’t disappoint you. But we will go with the second part first, hmm. Now tell me have you heard about ‘The Black’?” Dominique quirked a brow at his absurd question. Nevertheless answered. “Of course, I know. He is the psychopathic Mafia Lord of America, Leader of the Night Stalkers.” He grated out. “Ouch,” Dylan feigned a hurt expression and placed his palm over his heart.

The moment I'm close enough, Madam Noir turns around, and I drive the Orx into her heart in an instant. She gasps, her eyes widening with terror. Her companion makes an attempt to attack me, but Dashiell doesn't let him. He buries his claw into his guts, pulling out his intestines. Harland collapses to the ground, choking on his blood as Dashiell swipes his black claws across his throat. "I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill..." madam Noir's voice trails off, and she begins to gasp for air, her skin turning an unhealthy shade of grey.

Luca said quietly. “Damn right we are,” Ryder replied, his voice full of pride. ⸻ In the months that followed, peace settled over their lives like a fragile blessing. But if anyone ever came near his family again… They’d meet the monster that ended Volkov. Bain Blackwood didn’t just win. He built a kingdom on blood and loyalty. And now—he ruled it. But will it last?

Leonid struggles to push Stefan off himself as he too shifts into his wolf, his wolf had always been black and looked more dangerous than we all thought the owner was, Stefan and Leonid battle, the two alpha wolves battle I was scared, not because I was afraid that Leonid was stronger than Stefan but because I knew that Leonid was using black magic and Stefan might not want to use his demon power on him and this might be bad for Stefan. Leonid is cunning, he will not think twice before using the black magic if he realizes that Stefan is having an upper hand on him. Right now, Stefan had pinned him to the floor and its paws were outstretched on Leonid's wolf, his claws went to Leonid's should

Not because he beat me. But because someone—something—had intervened. The black wolf. I clenched my fists, blood dripping from my knuckles. Whoever that black wolf is, should be ready for me because when I find out who it is. All hell will break loose. ****** Do you know who the black wolf might be? If you're thinking what I'm thinking, why would it stop Xander from killing Domenico?

“Oh don’t be a coward Keanu, you can’t reject a duel. And I’m going to win this throne honorably” “Honorably? Do you think this is honorable? Plotting against me, using the witches, almost killing my mate? Noir is fucking dead because of you and you think this is honorable? You’re a fucking idiot” He tightened his jaw and gritted his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot and all I saw was murder in his eyes. Who the fuck is this man? Slowly he spelled the words out for me “Noir’s death was a mistake and I had no choice when it came to Jade but if you’re so mad that I almost succeeded in killing your mate then fight me because if you don’t I won’t stop coming for her”

She noticed a wolf charging at them coming for Hunter's neck but she used her magic and threw that wolf across the road as he hit the bark and fell grunting. She noticed two dead bodies near Luca and three dead bodies near Lennox. Luca hasn't even shifted and they have killed so many. A wolf was able to claw at Luca's back making him grunt in pain. Hunter pulled to his feet. "Stay here and don't fight," He said looking deeply into her eyes. He faced the enemies as his claws extended out. Within seconds Hunter was clawing at them killing them skillfully but she noticed that Armando's best fighters weren't present there. What was he planning to do?

Worry and fear were etched all over her face, and before I asked her what was wrong, I caught a shadow from the corner of my eyes. My eyes narrowed at a tall, mysterious-looking man standing by the door behind my dad, who at first I thought was Hunter. But when I looked closer, I realized it was not him, but the spitting image of Hunter Ysrael. No, the original image and father of Hunter Ysrael, Alpha Marcus of the Cruelcrest Hounds pack. He was wearing all black, from the bulky leather coat, black slacks, to black ankle boots. Anyone would mistake him as a nightcrawler if he keeps popping up in the shadows. But more importantly, what is he doing here?