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Elliot immediately looked back at him, "I saw you staring at him with hatred. You ... don't intend to do anything to him, right?" Knox snorted in annoyance, "I wouldn't dare do that." "Then what?" Knox was a little hesitant, but in the end he continued, "I'm not sure if you'll believe me or not, considering ... you have a good relationship with the prince of the Kiansa Kingdom. Besides, I'm just a new member of your group." "Don't beat around the bush! Get to the point!" Elliot said, sounding impatient. Knox exhaled roughly. The young man didn't answer immediately, firing a shot to his right first.

I scoffed knowing he was just being modest. Knox could not deny he had played a big role in helping me. “Still yet. I want to thank you. Irrespective of what you say”. I said which caused Knox to laugh. “Very well then. Prepare to be spending your paycheck on me today because I’m ordering two of everything”. Knox joked out. I laughed out while nodding my head in agreement with him, while not being able to ignore how handsome he looked sitting there. He was the example of the perfect man. In every sense!

“And Knox was in the control room when I walked past.” That makes me pause. My fingers tighten around the brush handle, knuckles going white. Knox Ashford. Owner of The Crimson Cage, billionaire entrepreneur to the human world, and slave master to those of us who know better. Forty-five years old and handsome in that silver-fox way that makes humans trust him and the supernatural fear him. A charcoal-gray wolf with gold eyes that never blinks, never shows mercy, and never forgets a slight. “Knox doesn’t watch the help,” I say, forcing my hands to resume their work. “We’re beneath his pay grade.”

President Knox instead of being irritable like earlier press his temples even more and he felt something coming out from his butt so he did not pay attention to the Sotiras and heroes repeated rejection to his proposal as he was now busy about the changes of himself as time pass by he was being too evil that he doubt any one could handle his evil attitude anymore. Jus smiled when he saw this and laughing thought while looking at president Knox figure, like looking at some joke, ‘What you smeared with all your heart earlier to yourself, will be later realized later on. I am just saying and congratulating you. President Knox, good luck” Jus delicate and peachy eyes curved at the mischievous th

"Although I'm not connected with them, it seems like it could be an opportunity to expand my network and knowledge." "I received the same invitation," Denso said. "I guess we'll meet again there, Alpha Xander." Xander left and drove to Jonas' apartment. He had promised to accompany Jordan to buy a new keyboard for his computer after school. Jonas had just returned from the hospital when Xander arrived at the apartment. He was barefoot and wearing only a shirt with the top three buttons undone when Xander entered. "Hey, babe, you just got back too?" Xander asked, walking over to Jonas.

The two were new faces. "Where are my omegas?" I asked Nox. "I'll get Jonas to come to you when you're settled," he remarked. "Who the hell is Jonas?" "He's your new scribe. He also does some book- keeping at the Pine. I'll tell him to show you the record of the dead, so you'll know who not to expect to see again among your omegas. And warriors." His tone and manner were so matter-of-fact. I recalled that he did this type of thing often. Invading and pillaging. Taking people's lands and properties. An armed robber!

"Knox, you don't need to put yourself down anymore. I had no idea you'd been through so much." Juno said, "Knox, honestly, you are pretty impressive. Look at you now. You're a martial god, and when you finally find the right chance, you'll definitely be able to unleash that power." Knox opened his mouth with little enthusiasm. "I hope so. Juno, you don't need to comfort me. I'm actually more used to you roasting me!" Nyx covered her mouth with a laugh. "Well, that makes you sound kind of masochistic, Knox. Don't worry. You're one of us, and from now on we'll all protect you!"

"There is no me and Jax." "There's definitely a you and Jax. I've known him for five years. He's never looked at anyone the way he looks at you." My heart skips. "He looks at me like I'm his babysitter." Knox laughs. "Sure. And I'm the Queen of England." He stands, stretching his arms over his head. "Just so you know, I was serious earlier. If things don't work out with Glacier, I'm available." "Knox!" Coach Reed's voice booms across the ice. Knox winks at me and jogs back down to the bench.

“What happened?… When?… Is he breathing?… I see. Keep me updated.” When he hung up, all three of us were watching him. “That was one of our informants,” he said slowly. “Alpha Knox has collapsed. He’s unconscious, and the healers are struggling to keep him stable. His son Cyrus is expected to step in temporarily.” A heavy silence fell over the room. Alpha Knox wasn’t just any ally—he was one of the strongest wolves we had ties with, a man whose reputation alone kept smaller packs and rogue groups at bay. If his health failed, there would be whispers. Challenges. Weakness smelled like blood in the water.

"Elites with invites are the only ones allowed to sit here sire." "Oh, I had no idea," I replied, and walked straight back. They exchanged looks and I saw one give the other signals to keep an eye on me. I took a walk around like everyone else did, waiting patiently for the commencement of the program. After what seemed like eternities, Jonas walked into the hall. He wore a stiffened linen shirt coloured red with metal armour plates on his shoulder and a bronze breastplate covering his chest down to his stomach with greaves covering his legs. He was fully dressed like a soldier from the Roman army, the only thing missing was his helmet.