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“Yes, sir. I do understand.” Shaw stood and offered his hand to Ben. “Thorin may be comfortable accepting this thing, but I intend to fight it until there’s no more breath in my body like I promised her folks. Don’t you give up on her, Ben. Don’t you ever give up on her. You keep fighting no matter how hard it gets or how long it takes.” “I will, Shaw. I won’t ever stop fighting for Imara, I promise you. You can count on me. We’ll beat whatever this thing is if I have to spend the next hundred years doing it.”

That is to prove himself as a Dragon Emperor. . . . Volume 6: Invading Insects is now finished with this chapter. Thanks for all the support and please continue watching for the next volume shall be a climax of this story. Volume 7: Rise of A Dragon Emperor.

There was no doubt that the young man in front of him was Arkin Dio Amiel Josiah von Clandestine— the one and only crown prince of the empire. Amir felt a sudden chill followed by a slight pain in his temple. He closed his eyes and grimaced from the pain then he immediately stood up when he heard the icy voice in his head. “Retreat.” He bowed at Dio before he stood up and took a step backward. “Forgive my rudeness, but we will need to continue this conversation next time. Dio’s eyes grew wide when he saw that the attackers pulled scrolls from their pockets and tear them apart. Another teleportation scroll was ripped in front of him and he failed to take even one hostage!

He returned, standing up from his large chair and making his way to stand in front of her. She glanced up at him knowing full well he wouldn’t let her go. Her insisting would be futile and she would end up doing what he wanted. Because he was the Emperor… ‘Ha, fuck that shit. I’m going even if it kills me!’ Her thoughts were visible on her face and Alastair chuckled at the sight of them. His laugh sounded extremely ominous and Alexis felt a shiver of apprehension of what was coming. “It seems you enjoy being locked up behind bars, my little fairy”.

Sweat drops rolled down my head softly and dropped to the ground and my fingers relentlessly battled with the keyboard, punching with no atkm of mercy left in me and my face was grim with confusion. At this point in my life, I've seen it all. Now I know why Lucian and Dimitri felt relief when they snapped someone's neck, when they spilled blood and to be honest, I want that feeling, all of it right now. The Bianchi empire was wiped out completely and Dimitri was the last heir to the empire, so searching for a kid now feels like digging up a grave that holds no answer. In frustration, I pounded my fist hard on the table and pulled away. Damnit!

And mistrust meant the labyrinth was already winning. ☠️ End of Chapter 19

I said, "Only you would worship an imposter heir. Just wait. You'll see how far he'll fall when the truth comes out!" The words 'imposter heir' hit Zach like a nerve. He snapped, clawing and punching at me before yanking a stun baton from the bodyguard. "I'll kill you! I'll beat you to death!" he yelled. He swung the baton at me with everything he had without a second thought. I was held down by Jeanette, and I could not move, so I shut my eyes and braced for agony. However, the pain never came. Instead, I heard a panicked Jeanette say, "Autumn…"

Fun has ended, it was time to go back to my shattered world where I was not cinderella and the man staring at me with deep gray eyes right before me could not be my prince charming. He pulled me back, his fingers sending sparks through me. “If you ever change your mind, call me.” His voice was barely a whisper. I inhaled breaths to steady my lungs as I slipped the card into my purse then strode out without looking back at him because I knew I would break. Perry stood at the bottom of the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in his hand, breathing raggedy. He looked like a man because he was sweating and his hair stick to his forehead and his eyes bulged out.

Mink’s P.O.V I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I faced the guards blocking her path. My voice was steady, though every word felt like a blade slicing through me. “Let her in.” I didn’t look at her, couldn’t look at her, as the guards hesitated. “Did you not hear me? I said let her in.” The steel in my tone left no room for argument. They stepped aside, and she didn’t waste a second in stepping into the room.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE AURORA'S POV Chapter 105 opened with a sense of anticipation and excitement as our pack continued to navigate the intricate web of supernatural politics and forge ahead on our path toward unity. It was a chapter that brought both triumph and heartache, as we confronted new challenges and faced the consequences of our actions. The Supernatural Unity Initiative had gained significant momentum, and our efforts to bridge the gaps between different supernatural communities were beginning to yield results. The once-distant factions now found themselves engaging in open dialogue, seeking common ground, and working together to address shared concerns.