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But as I finished eating, a knot formed in my stomach. Baylee and Caden weren’t here. I hadn’t seen them. And something about their absence set my nerves on edge. I scanned the room. That’s when I noticed Reggie lying on the floor—completely buried under a pile of kids who were using him as a living beanbag. But even then, he didn’t miss a beat. He nodded toward the hallway. “I thought you knew. One of her wolves died in the fight.” My heart dropped. I looked at Drake. His eyes were wide. He hadn’t known either.

He knew something was amiss deep in his gut but he ignored it and now he was going to pay for it with his life. Lucien, Liam, and Lucas watched on horrified and helplessly as their parents were torn apart by the Black Wolf pack. For years, they had tried to uncover the mystery behind their sudden death. The last time they spoke to their parents they had been on their way out to a fancy dinner. Their father didn’t want them to be escorted by his guards, he wanted to spend time alone with his wife. Thirty minutes later, Lucien had gotten a text from his mother saying his father had decided to take a detour to meet Fergus Black before they continued on their way.

Now that she knew that her mother was one of those corpses at the council, Levy was not worried about losing her mother again. “ So, are you saying that her mother is among the dead who were dug from the backyard of the council?” Regal asked but instead of getting a response, he received a black card. “ Here, this is a limitless card. Keep this and shut up,” Logan told Regal after throwing the card at him which Regal caught with ease. “ If I hear any sort of rumours then I am coming after you.” “Why did you even come here?” Regal acted as if he had completely forgotten what happened just now as he caressed the black card that was in his hands. His eyes were so soft that even Levy felt gooseb

But as I finished eating, a knot formed in my stomach. Baylee and Caden weren’t here. I hadn’t seen them. And something about their absence set my nerves on edge. I scanned the room. That’s when I noticed Reggie lying on the floor—completely buried under a pile of kids who were using him as a living beanbag. But even then, he didn’t miss a beat. He nodded toward the hallway. “I thought you knew. One of her wolves died in the fight.” My heart dropped. I looked at Drake. His eyes were wide. He hadn’t known either.

"What killed him? How did he die?" "He died in a car accident. It was an unfortunate incident that involved his car and a learner. She was fifteen years. She died too." "And what have you been doing since his death?" "Crying. Thinking. Smoking. Drinking. Masturbating. Basically trying to live my life and wait until it comes to an end." "You are patiently trying to see your life until it gets to the very end?" "Exactly!" Blackwheel took a deep breath. "I don’t understand why someone with good health would be willing to end her life in the most benevolent manner."

"Wait... y-you don't know?" "Know what?" I probed further. Riley hadn't said anything yet, but the look on his face confirmed that whatever was going to leave his mouth was bad news. I'd rather not hear it, but oblivion wouldn't last forever. "Spit it out, boy!" Granark scolded with impatience. "What has happened to Reginald?" Riley wet his lips. "King Reginald is dead. He passed away a couple of weeks ago."

Adrian's lips moved, but no sound came out. Mara saw inside and swayed. Someone caught her before she hit the ground. The pack doctor crouched beside me. He checked my pupils, my pulse, and the place where a wolf's spirit should have responded. After several seconds, he stood and removed his gloves. "The deceased is Luna Elena Hart Blackwood."“Estimated time of death was approximately nine forty-seven last night. She was already dead before the audience finished applauding.”

Even three years of past struggles couldn't prepare me for the intensity of just a few hours with him. *** "Where were you?" Syrus asked, frustration threading his tone as he watched Caden stride past, his entourage of guards flanking him like a pack of wolves circling their Alpha. The television flickered to life, and his eyes caught the headlines: Reginald Henri Leroy—Dead. Shot in the Head. Caden winced as he shrugged off his jacket, revealing a stark crimson stain on his shoulder beneath the crisp white fabric. Syrus's jaw tightened. He stepped forward, desperate to help.

SERA “If I die tomorrow, will you cry for me?” The question slipped from Reggie Blackwood's mouth, accompanied by a lopsided smile that did not reflect the weakness of his body. Even with a pale face and frequently interrupted breathing, the old man still carried an aura of power. Sitting opposite him, I was transfixed. My hand holding the teacup suddenly felt too heavy, and silence crept into the room like fog. “Of course I'll drink champagne with your corpse,” I said after sipping the tea, trying to cover up my anxiety with a joke.

Danger level: red. Moreover, Chad discovered that many names on the list were black. Chad reacted only after seeing the name Kenny in black. It turned out that everyone on the list with black names had died. Kenny was Chad's senior and died in an accident five years ago. He was killed by members of the Zenith Organization! It turned out that those whose names were black on the list were all deceased, while those whose names were red were still alive. Chad discovered Matilda's name on the list, but the description of Matilda surprised him.