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Though Luc had used the Red Spider and became a monster, Tyr had not needed to use much strength to defeat him. Meanwhile, Tyr could feel Black Mantle’s energy, and he seemed way stronger than Luc. Looking at the blood-covered Tyr, Dhrishit could not help but walk forward with his katana and say, “Boss, let me do it.” Dhrishit had a fair chance of defeating Black Mantle. Black Mantle was indeed strong, but as the old Nemesis’ strongest member, Dhrishit was no pushover. “No!” Tyr shook his head. “Let me do it.”

The only thought on his mind was his mate. His vision started to blur. He shook his head. A normal fight wouldn't weaken the Alpha as his bloodline was the strongest and the most powerful in all the realm but the fight that just occured wasn't anything normal. He could feel his blood flowing continuously from the wound on his back. He knew why the wound didn't heal. He had been cursed with black magic. Curses didn't affect a Supreme Alpha like Kendrick because he was immune to it but this was black magic, the strongest and most dangerous magic practiced by the dark witches. And he knew he had been cursed during his fight with the kanimas.

This has been the longest awaited time of my life and I am very ready to go wild tonight. I look on the opposite side of the river, in the territory of the Blacktooth Guardians. When you just judge from here, the is no difference between the Blue Blood pack and the Blacktooth Guardians pack. The trees, the grass, and everything else look the same, but what lies beyond it is what defines the difference. The Blacktooth Guardians pack is way more powerful than us but my brother is much more lovable than Alpha Logan. Everyone in the land fears him because of his ruthlessness and violence, though it has enabled him to build a very large empire around himself. Despite everything, the Blue Blood pa

Dominique managed to question him despite the searing pain oozing from every pore of his skin. Dylan tsked, “So many questions. All right this time I wouldn’t disappoint you. But we will go with the second part first, hmm. Now tell me have you heard about ‘The Black’?” Dominique quirked a brow at his absurd question. Nevertheless answered. “Of course, I know. He is the psychopathic Mafia Lord of America, Leader of the Night Stalkers.” He grated out. “Ouch,” Dylan feigned a hurt expression and placed his palm over his heart.

We ate lunch in the quiet room, discussing the witch clans' current state - which was far from ideal. "Break time is over," Susan announced. As Jennifer settled into a holster chair to observe, Susan encouraged me to take deep breaths and handed me a dark stone called the 'Black Night.' Unlike light magic, there were no spells to recite for this one; the magic just came naturally. I held the stone in my left hand and let the power flow through me. The exertion was much less than light magic. It engulfed my palm in black fire, starkly contrasting the tiny balls of yellow light from before. "It seems Leia's stronger in black magic," Jennifer commented. I gave her a puzzled look.

But the rules in the underworld made it less surprising, the strong takes it all in our world. The strongest lion will bow when he stands before a stronger lion, that was the case with all these mafia heads. "I don't care how you all do it, but you all have to use your resources. Find this person called Black and bring him to me. He's tried to harm someone close to me far many times now and I will take pleasure in killing him with my own hands." "Your wish is our command Lord Morano!" ----------

Because probably, that friendship was just a play and pure pretention for her, that I failed to notice since the beginning. Alpha Baron showed his true color that we never imagined. He possesses some powers that the normal werewolves don’t have, he could summon a black magic and kill someone just by staring at them, with his crimson eyes. The tattoo he has on his back, was a face of a werewolf that the pack believes that he is the son of the moon. Only him holds this kind of tattoo, making him got the iron fist and hails him as the strongest Alpha. Not just in our pack but in the entire race after he defeated the Alphas of the other pack. It was a horrendous news that scattered in the whole

Fighting his warriors was not as easy as fighting the Silver Moon Pack warrior and the rogues. The Black Moon Pack warriors were tough and very skilled in fighting, both in human form and in wolf form. When he saw that the warriors were giving him a hard time he has to tap onto his powers from the underworld, the power was too much that it made the warriors lose all their strengths falling limp on the ground as the energy was being drained by an unknown force.

Luckily, his parents always encouraged him and thought him to be stronger; which made the twenty-one-years old-Noah a formidable fighter even if he was an omega. *** It was a peaceful night at the Black River. You can clearly hear the murmur of the stream flowing in the river, the sounds of cricket chirping happily toward each other, and the sound of owl tu-whit tu-whoo harmoniously under the full moon. Yes, it was a perfectly peaceful night at the Black River, until the sound of clanking weapons from the two Luna destroyed the peace. With a vicious sneer plastered on her face, Brianna Violet aggressively shot her nail to her opponent from a distance. But Noah saw it coming and deflected it

'' He quirked rolling his eyes. ''Sounds like something out of The Originals.....'' Andrew added. ''So let me get this straight, we are going to the pack house to get trained and super powerful?.....'' ''Yeah'' ''But don't you think if Andrew and I get super powerful we would be weapons and it would be a free ticket for the bad guys to use us for their devious plans?'' Damian sighed.