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It was one of the guards. I had seen him when I had that vision for the first time. Adrian was ready to fight that guard. But I couldn't let him. "Adrian! Take all these people to safety. I will take care of this moron." I ordered them. Adrian nodded his head and they walked away, leading the humans out of the kingdom boundaries. Thankfully, we were still inside the palace. The guard was a lycon. His furry huge body, razor sharp fangs and claws were the evidence. I had never fought with any lycon. As I didn't have much time to get my sword, I was practically armless. But it was a palace of a power hungry werelion. He had his walls filled with all kinds of weapons. What else I would have want

She was trying to learn about being the Luna of the Red Moon Pack, trying to figure out how to navigate being my guardian wolf, and adjusting to being a mate. The process of bonding with my guardian wolves had been interesting. Although each red wolf had 10 guardian wolves, I had six so far. Four more were still yet to arrive at the compound, although two were on their way. The guardian wolves were so fascinating. Four of my guardian wolves I had some interaction with before coming to the compound. I obviously knew my sister. One of my guardian wolves was Adam, a warrior from the Silver Springs Pack. Although I didn’t have a lot of interactions with him while at the Silver Springs Pack, Ivy

She's mine. I climb, slowly and carefully, my coils wrapping the trunk, dodging the last of her barbs. The air grows heavy with her presence. It's wild, defiant and intoxicating. My hands are inches from her perch when a roar splits the night. "Coilheart!" Hadrian's voice thunders, shaking the leaves. I hiss in anger, twisting to look down. The lion king storms into the clearing, his golden eyes blazing, flanked by Fenrick's black wolf form and Nythor's white striped tiger. Three against one. Again.

“For the few of you who might not know, I found my mate. I’m not ready to let this information out, as she’s still very new to this pack, and have not been made a member yet.” There were a few nods. “Now, I will not get into details at the moment, but I might in due time. I also want to limit this to those who already know, as much as I can. What I will tell you for now is that Elaeya is a hybrid, and part of her nature is something that has been hunted and killed for centuries. Her kin is officially believed instinct, and what little survivors there are, are probably relying on this to stay hidden and survive. She has spent all her life away from societies, especially the supernatural kind.

"Mommy!" My brother and Dillon suddenly gave him a blow on his head and scolded him for bullying a hatchling. I hugged Gurion and rubbed my face on his cheeks while cheering him up. "Yes, Gurion is not a bird—Gurion is a Lion—a majestic Lion like Grandpa Lev," I uttered bitterly in a low voice as I tried to smile in front of the little hatchling. Gurion hugged me back while yawning due to tiredness, so I asked him, "Are you done eating?"

He sniffed about the heavily thumbed-through Succubus magazines. “Squeaker, no!” I tried to fish him from the piles. He darted away. Squeaker began chewing on the cellar door. “Vermin,” the knocker snarled. “If I were out of this damnable contraption, I would eviscerate you to bits. I am Lionheart! The guardian of the underworld! Not a rat's chew toy.” He let out a plaintive roar. “Shut up,” I snapped. “Someone will notice a roaring car.”

I don’t know if she’s intently doing this to hurt Georgina-Rose but I am not liking it because I wouldn't want to be in an argument with someone who is emotionally unstable. “You are absolutely demented, D.” Zion narrates while shaking his head. “Z, you’re just jealous that you can’t have an adorable love team name because you don’t have a partner.” Diana snaps while smiling at him annoyingly. To be honest I love watching them and how they bicker each other. Harry smiles widely, “I’m team Ziana.” I chuckle. “Me too.” I can’t help but join the bandwagon. “Ew! Never in a million years.” Diana acts as if she was about to vomit.

They shifted their weight from one foot to the other, their eyes flickering from one person to the next as they kept a watchful eye on the room. Their uniforms were a testament to their strength and ferocity. They wore thick leather armor that covered their chests and arms, adorned with intricate designs that marked them as members of the Alpha's personal guard. Their boots were made of thick, sturdy leather, and their pants were reinforced with strips of metal to protect them from claws and teeth. As the meeting progressed, the lycan guards remained vigilant, their senses on high alert. They knew that any moment could bring trouble, and they were ready to spring into action at a moment's no

*LYCIA* “Mate.” That was the first word he spoke while I stood frozen in place at the fear and catastrophe I had wrecked on myself. He looked confused and his golden eyes were vivacious as it assessed me like a predator. I had never seen a real Lycan in my life before. My mother had made sure that I never came in contact with one but I had read about them. About their golden eyes the color of the sun and just as deadly, closer to the eyes of a beast than humans and one that they only showed when they felt threatened and ready to attack.

"Oh, Frank Lawrence… Is this your so-called hornet's nest? A few hundred thugs?! Did you just want to make me laugh?! My bodyguards don't even need half an hour to wipe them out!" "Hahaha!!!" Chaz and Neil were laughing too, with Chaz scoffing, "Did you think you'd hold your against the Lionhearts with these hoodlums? What's the point of numbers if they're weak? Did you get kicked in the head by an ass? You really don't understand the full power of the Lionhearts!" "What a clown." Wilburt was snorting nearby, folding his fat arms before his chest in disdain. Every Lionheart bodyguard was a martial elite, and Frank only sent some street thugs after them?!