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he answers again. "And so, it will be, or justice will fall on you," answers the outgoing alpha, "now, kneel, "Kieran does as he asks, and the alpha uses his own claws to open his veins and pour his own blood into the mouth of his son who drinks it and both men separate and remove their shirts.

But as soon as he turned around, his eyes turned dark as he smiled wickedly, "Let the game begin Xavier Knights" ~~~❤~~~ End of seventh chapter. Thankyou guys. If you like my story please vote for my story to show your appreciation.💞

She asked while waiting for like hours. " Ah.. Yes. Yes . Yes!!!" He said by scratching his head while sweating hard. " Ok!!" She was about to enter but she stood there facing him and asked" Do I know you. By any chance." He gulped and said with a forced smile in his lips " No!! Absolutely not.." He denied. " I see. You were staring at me with strange ways. I thought you know me." 'Yes how could I not know you. When you are the one who killed me because of a single mistake while preparing food. How can I even say about my death story to anyone who asks me . '

Pushing open the door, I found Kieran slumped on the carpet, his expensive clothes wrinkled and discarded nearby, empty bottles scattered at his feet. "Why don't you stop me?" I clutched my phone, the screen showing news of the werewolf world's dissatisfaction with him Kieran laughed bitterly, struggling to stand: "This is what I owe you." "You know I just want to leave." Kieran withdrew a knife, pressing the handle into my palm and guiding the blade to his chest: "Stab me here. Once I'm dead, you can leave." "I read your novel. The heroine stabs the hero through the heart. Now I'm giving you that chance."

The creature was obviously weak, but we hadn't completely killed it. The ground shook, then froze for a split second. My knees went weak as a rush of relief swept over me. I made a brief, gasping sound like a sob as I chuckled. With a long, ragged breath, Kade briefly gave the impression that he might permit himself to feel victorious. Heat pressed over me, making my eyes sting from perspiration and blood. Then came a loud roar, "The Dreadmoor isn't the place for you." The beast's furnace flashed white-hot, drowning out the words as his chest clenched. Its voice cracked the stones and divided the chamber in a torrent of ash and fire.

If I hadn’t been so stubborn… this wouldn’t have happened. He would still be alive. I lift my head. And look at him. The Alpha. My hero. No. Not my hero. Not anymore. “You…” My voice trembles. “You killed him.” He watches me. Unmoved. Like it means nothing. Something inside me snaps. “I hate you!” I scream, raw and broken. “I hate you!” For a second— just one— interest flickers in his expression. Dark. Dangerous.

Her hands bled, her shard burning her skin, but she held on, her resolve a mirror of mine. Killian roared, a broken, animal sound, his fists pounding the ground, his face twisted with rage and grief. "Choose?" he screamed, his voice cracking. "One of you dies, and what? We just let it happen? I’m not a hero, but I’ll be damned if I let you go without a fight." His eyes met mine, raw, pleading, and it tore me apart.

“You think killing us will change anything? The Council is eternal. Others will rise to take our place.” Jack doesn’t respond with words. Instead, he lunges, his jaws snapping around her arm with a force that makes her scream. I follow his lead, slashing at her with my claws, each strike tearing through her defenses. Her silver eyes widen in disbelief as she stumbles back, blood dripping from her wounds. “This… isn’t possible,” she gasps, her voice trembling for the first time. But it is. With one final, collective effort, we bring her down. Jack’s jaws clamp around her throat, and I tear into her chest, my claws piercing her heart. Her body goes limp, her lifeless form collapsing to the gro

' I said in response while taking my spray can out and spelt The Black Hunter out across the wall. 'Pl...please... stop....i....didn't.....mean' And with that I stabbed him instantly and he closed his eyes. 'Should have thought about it before you raped that poor girl.'