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Jack replied, a feral grin spreading across his face. The two Grey Men advanced again, their movements methodical, relentless. This time, Jack met them. But he wasn't fighting them. He was using them. He dodged a punch, letting the Grey Man’s fist smash into a thick, rusted support pillar, shaking the entire chamber. He goaded the other into firing a concussive energy blast from a wrist-mounted weapon, which missed him and blew a gaping hole in a high-pressure water main on the ceiling. Water began to gush down, flooding the chamber floor.

“Don’t tell me to stop. Don’t tell me what to do. You wanted this war, Annalise, but now that it’s ugly, you’re afraid of it. That is the main difference between us, I am not going to stop this until it is done.” Her lips trembled, just slightly. “You’re not listening. If you push too far, Xavier will kill you. He’s not like the others you’ve crossed. You can play all you want, but he is going to have his men digging into who you are. How much longer do you think you can play before they find out that you are a game?” “I am going to play long enough for her to fall into my game. Then when that happens, I am going to pull her down with me.”

The vans stopped behind a row of rusted containers, engines idling low. Jaxon killed the lights and stepped out first. “Alright—breach in five. Kyle, Rick, cover east. Jace, you’re with—” A shadow moved near the far corner of the yard. My hand went to my sidearm before my brain caught up. He stepped into the dim light. Crisp black coat, hair perfectly in place, like he hadn’t been anywhere near a prison yard in his life. Dominic Grey. He looked at us like this was a casual meeting on a Sunday afternoon. “Thanks, boys,” he said, smooth as ever.

I haven’t been able to feel Rye since we got here and they first injected us. Grey is in worse shape than I am and one of Starks warriors passed with the last set of experiments. Thankfully with his wolf dormant for now and the link to his pack weakened, he wasn’t able to feel this warriors link break in full force. He said it reminded him of kind of like a rubber band snapping. I’m hoping Grey can make it out of here. If something happens to him before we make it out I might just give up myself. We may not have a romantic relationship but he is still part mate to me.

“Lets get out of here. The Beta is a witch like Calisté. We need to tell this to Xavier.” “Tell what to Xavier?” Jimin turned to face them. They stared at him in shock. His eyes were the color of the moon – a white that looked almost grey. His body was still glowing and he emanated an energy that was so electric that they felt like they feared that they would get vaporized if they dared to get too close to him. His eyes locked with Jon’s for a moment before he turned to face Michael. “You two wanted him to kill me.”

I wanted to protest but his fingers reached for my fly, unbuttoned my jeans and reached for my cl*t. My knees became weak immediately from his touch. William and I often allowed Grey to join in our moment, but this time around Grey wanted to be the one in charge, and I let him. He pulled down my jean. I watched the muscles on his shoulders flex as he went down. In human form, Grey looked more hard and rough. Although it was the same body, Grey moved differently from William. It was like being with a stranger altogether.

REID The events of the day replay in my dreams all night like a horror movie that I can’t turn off. I’m back on that ridge, watching as Xavier staggers toward Gray, lunging in a last desperate attempt to fight him off. I see Gray tear out his throat again, hear the gurgling sound as Xavier struggles for air, blood spurting from the gaping wound in his neck and staining the snow. This time, though, when I go to turn away, something gives me pause. I look back to see Xavier rise again, still bleeding from the neck but still very much alive. Everyone else has their backs turned, and I open my mouth to warn them, but no sound comes out…

It was his only chance of being with Xavier, the stone couldn't be destroyed. "I want Alexis!" Jett shook his head. "Anything but the Omega!" Gray's teeth grind, anger seeping through his veins like hot lava. "Fine then, watch as I destroy your precious stone!" "NO!" Jett screamed, his knuckles clenching into a tight fist, his eyes glistening a shade of darker red, the air around them thickening, the temperature dropping drastically and rapidly, a red flag Gray had missed as he scoffed and with a clench of his hand, he crushed the stone into pieces, sending a wave of energy, brushing past them, crashing against the cave walls while the grounds beneath their feet trembled.

His eyes transitioned to man with the translucent blade, X. X was no taller than 5 and half feet. His long gray hair was thick but flowing like water, even though it had been attempted to be subdued in a pony tail. Almond shaped grey eyes that were a rich color, but gave warning of a terrible storm was brewing ahead. He was rather fair complected, but had a hue of yellow. Even though X was dressed in a few layers it did nothing to hide his slender but muscular build.

At least, these dumb men should have thought of another different way to kill, not in the same way it had been done before. "You pour a generous glass, Cassian," I said quietly, taking the cup from his fingers. "Only the best for our Alpha," Cassian offered a smooth smile that did not reach his eyes. "Then you should have the first sip," I said, holding the goblet back out to him. Cassian froze. The fake warmth on his face instantly melted, his skin turning a sickly shade of grey. Beside him, Abby took a small step backward, his fingers twitching toward the inner lining of his coat.