The Love Game With Enemy Alpha
I replied without hesitation.
“So who’s going?” Liam asked, looking around warily.
“The three of us,” I gestured to myself, Alpha Bruce, and Liam, “and Grace. We join them. Keep eyes on every corner. And if there’s anything to gain from this chaos... we’ll be the ones holding the knife when it comes.”
THE BLOOD LUNA.
COMMANDER LUIZ KAMAU
“Okay, boys… ladies—listen up.”
I slammed my palm flat against the table, the sharp crack echoing through the underground hall. Forty heads turned. Forty eyes fixed on me. Some of these faces I’d seen since we built this neutral squad from scratch—others were newer, hungry and battle-worn, eager to prove something.
Bab Populer