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This Alpha is such a pain in the ass. Unsure of what to say I simply reply "we'll see."

casandra and I approached him to hide it. I gave him the money, and he spoke to us. "Did you run away from home?" "Uh... yeah, well, we have to get back home." Lucky for us, he was a beta, so he didn't have that mental capacity to tell us something. "mmmm, I see. It's only, 75 dollars." I pulled out a $100 bill

I narrow my eyes and get another very innocent glance in return. I point to the throat spray, “Please use it, it should give you some voice back pretty fast.” He shakes his head, making a weird motion. ‘I think the little Alpha is saying it tastes bad,’ Cerberus suggests. ‘I know,’ I tell him. I look at Jonas and lift the bottle, “I don’t care if you like it, use it.” He rolls his eyes, looking at me defiantly. “Now !” I roar. I am done with this.

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It was a micro-signal: 'Prepare the bypass. Thalynn reached into his pocket and gripped the small vial Aris had provided. The "Alpha-Flood." He knew the risks. It would make him feel like his veins were filled with molten lead, and the fever would be visible. He would have to act like the heat was simply the intensity of his "Alpha focus." As the Chamber was prepared for the ceremony, Officer Kyra approached the dais. She moved with a stiff, professional gait, but as she checked the holographic emitters near Thalynn, she leaned in.

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

, She was being really graphic . " I don't want to give Reno out to anyone either ", Dad replied gruffly . I held both their hands . " Come on Alphas ,I'm not being sold to become a slave or something . I will be an Alpha and if my plan works well , I will do away with Alex and become sole Alpha ", I announced brilliantly. I laughed at my brilliance while the rest of my family forcefully joined . " The part where you do away with that poor boy is a joke right , Reno? ", Mum looked about ready to squeeze my head of .

he said, instantly releasing out his alpha aura. Ohh no this is bad, his aura is really getting to me, seriously why did I forget to take my dose this morning! Please, someone, anyone, please stop this dude! I begged in my head, as I tried to hold on to my character of a fearless alpha with my last strength, my eyes already feeling blurry with each second passing, of this eye glaring contest of ours. “Okay that's enough from you two,” Mr Jacob's voice echoed, as he came right in-between us, his hands on Valen spare.

Robert said as he walked over to Allen and lifted her chin with her fingers in a hard grip. Allen whimpered at the alpha's touch and the pain of the grip. "Open your eyes, little one," Robert demanded in his alpha tone. Allen's eyes snapped open, causing Robert to smile. "Ah yes. You're a gorgeous one. Maybe my son will be so kind and share you with me. I'm going to go get my son. Monika adds more doses of the heat inducer. We need her to be perfectly willing." "Of course, boss," Monika said as Robert handed her two more syringes.

“Lunawalkers are born under rare skies—twin moons, eclipses, celestial accidents the Goddess pretends are coincidences. Their power isn’t theirs alone. It’s reactive.” “Reactive to what?” “To their bond,” he said. “To their Alpha. To threat. To love. To fear.” His eyes lifted to mine. “Especially fear.” I swallowed. “Amplify or annihilate,” I said. “That’s what you hinted before.” He nodded. “A Lunawalker doesn’t just burn. They answer. Whatever stands closest gets magnified. Strength becomes legend. Weakness becomes catastrophe.” I barked a humorless laugh. “No pressure, then.”