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I cannot sum up the strength to ask any questions so I remain silent admidst the quiet rumble of the plane's engines and his thoughtful gaze. In that moment, I make another vow. I will be back. And I will kill that Russian Enforcer with my bare hands. I will wreck havoc on all he held dear. I feel my soul shed its colour.I feel it become blacker as the plane gains altitude.I feel it harden like steel, until I have to fist my hands over my chest to dull the ache. My name is Luca Blackstone going forth. And God so help anyone with negative affiliations with the Russian mafia that crosses my path. Death is a small mercy they would always beg for.

Playing cool appears best to earn the so called present and exit their presence. "We know you. Damien Dark,future alpha over red blood pack and princess Kara so called mate"They chuckle. Appears am pretty popular within black eagles hunter clan. Good gracims am still alive. "She told you about me?" I ask amused. "Nah..,we uncovered it" They fist bump themselves. Pretty cool though. "And you are?" I turn towards the younger. His enraged gaze slightly scares Ryder and I. He'd be pretty powerful as a werewolf. Rage sources our strength and his human rage combined with werewolf rage equals greatness.

I fortunately evaded it and it landed on the nearest tree on my back which had my eyes widen. The tree bark just shattered, making the tree shake. It could have been my face. I faced the Warrior rogue and saw his pitch black, sparkling eyes. “Ahh!” I quickly moved away before he could smash my face. He was unimaginably strong for someone who’s gotten half of his body burned. This was the effect of the perfected Freedom. They are going to be as strong as trained lycans. They will have a bit of a more consciousness unlike the ones we’ve already encountered. Maybe they’re even stronger.

"It was never about proving your bloodline. It was about revealing your full power." "Finally catching on," I said with a smile that felt nothing like the expression I'd worn as Iris Delta. This was Diamond's smile, predatory and pleased. "Though you're still missing the best part." His hand twitched toward his silver blade again, but my mates had moved closer, their human forms radiating the same lethal intent their wolves had shown moments before. "What part?" he asked, though I could tell he didn't really want to know. I let my eyes flash with Diamond's silver light, just for a moment, but long enough to make him take another step backward. "The part where I'm not just the last Blackthorn

Not remorse. Annoyance. Like Maya is a child throwing a tantrum instead of a daughter discovering her entire life was built on murder and lies. “Believe what you want,” he says dismissively. “It changes nothing. I am the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. I have been for over twenty years. And I will continue to be.” “Not if Knox lives.” Adrian's voice cuts through the tension. “If Knox survives, if he completes the mate bond with Cassie, he becomes stronger than you. Strong enough to challenge you. To take back what you stole from his real father.”

“I have heard a hearsay that apart from being able to control fire he can control minds too. And as a son of the devil, he surely has necromancy and black magic abilities, but guess what, Aralyn has too.” “She does not have black magic in her Nethanaiah, and he is physically stronger than me. I would surely give him quite a fight, but I would struggle to overpower him physically. Not to mention his ability to control the mind of the one…” he sighed, worry etched over his face.

"She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you." Drake roared and started to be wild. He picked up the hunters one by one and moved quickly as he broke the hunters' heads mercilessly. "Get him, don't let the alpha gone in your sight!" The hunter in a black hat ordered as his men started to shoot and throw knives in Drake's direction. "Don't let your guard down!" Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain.

he asks. “Yup.” “Then forget it.” “No?” He stares at me like I just reprogrammed his brain with HTML code. “Why didn’t that work?” he mutters. I shrug. “Maybe I’m stubborn.” “That wasn’t stubborn.” His voice returns to normal. “Humans can’t resist alpha command.” “Well,” I say, “Congratulations, I just did.” For a moment he looks almost thrown. Damon Black…yes, the Damon Black, leader of the most feared biker gang, everyone is scared of, actually looks confused.

I asked him. “Ah it seems you don’t know everything,” he said. “Like I told you, it’s stuff I made up and dreamt about,” I said to him. “The man you spent all your time with, Damon Woods, he’s an Enforcer,” Calvin said. “Is he like you?” I asked him as my heart started beating loudly. “In a way, we’re wolves, they’re jaguars,” he said. “What is an enforcer?” I asked him as pieces started fitting together. Damon knowing things, always being awake when I was no matter what the time. Damon always finding me. Damon sniffing the air just like Calvin had done, his eyes slightly changing.

“What's wrong? Scared?” Blackthorn’s voice dropped to a low growl, anger creeping in. “No, I’m smart. And you should be, too, Danvers. If we can’t beat them... we’re dead. Do you get it? Dead.” His words hung in the air, the seriousness of them settling in. While he knew that Liam was crazy powerful, Blackthorn also knew that he wasn't at the level of the supreme leader of the shadow council, let alone the whole shadow council.