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* Expressionless, Killian snapped Dad's neck. Two elderly corpses lay on the expensive carpet, blood pooling around them. Killian stood between the bodies, gasping for air. His gaze shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to utter dead silence. He looked at his hands and suddenly let out a laugh that made my blood run cold: "Hahahaha..." "Is this love?" "Love is a weakness! Love is death!" "I don't need this! No one gets close to me ever again!" [Player Keal: Deceased.]

Wrapping his arm around me possessively, Kirill kissed my temple and said, “Let it go little Alpha; I got you covered and will always be by your side.” His cell phone started ringing and he excused himself from my side as he went to take the call. Keeping my eyes on him I saw the flash of pain in his gaze before he said a firm okay. “What is it?” I asked him, gaining everyone's attention. Collecting himself Kirill announced that Kellen was found dead underneath the rubble of Nash's destroyed home. “He was a traitor,” he said without emotion and I went to him and hugged his waist. “What of his demon mates,” I asked curiously.

She asked in a voice barely above a whisper, biting her lower lip in embarrassment. Alpha Killan was rumoured to be a man-eater. The world had once suspected him to be a hound in disguise. He was known for lending out loans to start-up companies and packs that were about to face bankruptcy. People would return the loan to him the day they agreed, with 10 percent interest. They had promised to return the loan after two months, and the date was approaching. Alpha Killan had one rule for those who never kept their promises, and that was murder. He never gave second chances; like he said, he doesn't believe in them. The last thing they would want was to get killed, or if they were lucky enough,

she blushed. “Always,” he whispered in her ear as some pack members approached them. “Uhm, Alpha Grey, Alpha Williams said to tell you that Alpha Cannon has been spotted in the crowd. He would like to know what you would like done about that,” the one member asked Killian. “Tell him that it’s fine. I will only retaliate if Tyson makes a move,” Killian told them. They nodded before scurrying off. “What was that about?” Calypso asked once they were gone.

Killian was fighting ferociously and ruthlessly without mercy, and their numbers were dwindling. The wolves backed away briefly, gathering their strength, while Killian snapped his head to look at me, inspecting me. The golden glow of his eyes darkened dangerously as it took in the blood rushing from my head and the small cuts on my body. He growled again and lunged at the wolves that charged at him. He killed brutally, his claws leaving each of his victims in a horrid state. For the first time, I shook in fear, finally realizing why he was the most ruthless and notorious Alpha in all of North Central.

"Kiss who?" Nolan grabs me and presses his lips on mine in response. I smell whiskey and cigar while the tip of his tongue traces the shape of my lips, then the seam in between. He is nibbling on my lower lip, setting fire in my body. This bastard is an excellent kisser, but I must fight it. This is Nolan Walters, and he is an arrogant, disgusting man and the rival of my father's company. I come to my senses and smash my Louis Vuitton heels on his right foot.

F - First U - Uncommon C - Classified K - Kriminal (I am using 'K' instead of 'C' because it's my story, so no offense) Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

CHAPTER 7 CLARIFICATION WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “Nicholas said you want to know something about your origin?” Zane was not shocked by how straightforward he was and liked it better this way.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV My guards were positioned behind each of the men with blindfolds on. I approached them slowly. "This guy is a killer," I stated, pointing at the first one. I found it amusing. I might have blood on my hands too, but I haven't harmed any innocent person. "He shot and murdered a family of five while they were asleep. Two of those victims were young kids."

“What the fuck, Kill?“ I say, my chest rising and falling. “No one touches what’s mine,“ Killian says. “No one, Dawn.” >>>>