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The nameless gladiator looked up with surprise at Gorlann and his girl-companion, though he did not for a moment slow down the pace of his rape. "UH!!! UH! General, look at this dainty treat I found hiding next door. She has a fine pussy. It's a ball-milking paradise." Saying this, the man -- Anaria had already named him 'Scar-Arm' in her head -- continued to pummel the poor serving girl, thrusting so deep until only his swinging testicles showed where his body joined with his victim's.

I sighed and turned away from them. "They named him Gedeon." (G-de-in) I looked over at her. She still spun the apple in her hands till we passed the giraffes and one of them happily took it from her. Wrapping its long bluish tongue around her hand. "What does that mean?" I muttered while we walked downstairs. Brett and his gaggle worked on the girls' breakfast. "Destroyer." She whispered with a roll of her eyes. Tsk. What is with these people and naming these wolves after horrible things? Tormentor and now Destroyer? Hell, the tiger's name is Cuddles! I disliked that.

Having had enough, my shoulders dropped and a deep sigh left my lips, and I sat back again resolved. “Okay, hit me, what are their names?” Gael looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said, “Our boys are named, HAVOK and KHAOS.” “Say what now?” I cocked my head like I hadn’t heard him correctly. “Yeah, you heard me right. Havok and Khaos, our future Ulfheonars are named Havok and Khaos.” He laughed as he made sure to pronounce every syllable. It took me a while to reconcile that one. What was the Goddess thinking? As I listened to my mate tell me the future of our sons and the trajectory that our life now took all I could do is hold my tummy and smile. Gael thought I’d blown a gasket

she explained. The woman nodded. “I see. Who is your cousin, and what would you have to do if you had lost?” Nate growled, and I smirked. “He didn’t know I was his cousin, so he asked for a date. I made the tattoo the term for my winning because he insulted my friend who appears human. The loser in question is Matty Graycort.” “Wait, Matty Graycort who is a senior at Gayl U, and president of PLP?” she asked.

Archmaster announced. “Let’s go, Black Thunders,” I signaled them and dragged Raid with me. The others followed us and good thing we arrived there just on time though we are the only team they were waiting before they could start the activity. Without further much a do, we lined up next to Glade and Deborah’s squad, the team of Unstoppable Horns. Raid laughed at Glade when he first heard the name of their team from his best friend but Glade explained that their team’s name was derived from their celestial spirits, which both have horns. Well, that makes sense. My train of thoughts were cut off when Archmaster Leonard spoke again.

*The Steele's Mansion* *Havilah city* Gloriella's eyes darted to the crystal wrist watch and her eyes widened in surprise, it was a coincidence, it had to be a coincidence. " How dare you call me a gorilla!, my name is Gloriella, a combination of Glory and Ella, you.. The words died on her lips when Draco's impaling gaze met hers " How dare you scream at her, if she calls you a gorilla, it simply means you're one " He bit out coldly

They have chiseled jaws enough to cut anyone and are good-looking with bodies that are lean but muscular. He smiled at me charmingly and I was taken back " Hi, Aurora, my name is Alexander Stormcold, you can call me Xander," The others introduced themselves, the woman's name was Gabi Molaros and the other male was Michigan Molaros, the beta of the blood moon pack.

And I sure as shit don’t want to listen to it. “You can call me Whiskey” I said cautiously. “Whiskey?” he asked. His surprise is warranted. It’s a dumb nickname, but it’s better than the actual scientific name the hunters gave me. Viski Gol’f Dva (WG-02). Otherwise known as, Wolf-Girl Zero-Two. Pretty fucking dumb, and yet perfectly typical of the hunters to be so uncaring as to not even give their creation a name. “Whiskey” I confirmed with a nod of my head. He shrugged and stood up, brushing the dirt from his jeans.

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”

"Hello, sir. Is there something that I can do for you?" "Yes, you can. I'm wondering if you know a demon that goes by the name of Zel." The demon looks confused for a moment but then quickly gains his composure. "Ahh, I was wondering if anyone was going to notice what I am. To be honest, I am surprised that someone did. My name is Maz'Girod, but you can call me Girod for short." The demon says as he stretches his hand out to greet Fenrir. But when Fenrir just stares at him, he realizes that a formal greeting is out of the question. "I'm sorry, but the name Zel refers to a family name, just like my first name Maz does."