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Klaus stuttered. He was new to the Blood Kings, and I thought he could fight. He passed many of my tests within the past month, but tonight, he got his ass kicked. "Liar! You were in the corner crying like a little bitch. I saw him, boss!" shouted Stefan. "Yes! I saw him too. Kill him,” Claudia agreed with a smile on her face. I turned my back and walked to my chair. "Please! Give me another chance. I'll help you get the girl!" Klaus pleaded.

I mused, the corner of my lips tipping up in amusement. Kier looked over at Audra and her father, shaking his head, letting out a defeated sigh. "The guy definitely knows how to make a show of it. I never met someone so unruly in my life," He grimaced, and I couldn't help but laugh. "No, seriously, though, I served the ruthless Vampire king in the damn Dark realm, and he could give him a run for his money," I patted his shoulder.

“You? The same Mira who almost cried because Kevin ignored you?” “That was different!” Before she could answer, there was a knock on the door. “Oh, that must be Chloe,” I said, walking to open it. I pulled the door open. And froze. Klaus. Standing there like he stepped out of a magazine. A fitted black leather jacket hugged his shoulders, a tight dark shirt underneath showing the hard lines of his chest. The top buttons were open, just enough to reveal the edge of a dragon tattoo curling over his skin. Black slim jeans. Heavy boots.

"Captain Hindon, is that all you've got? It felt like a tickle." "What did you say?" Klaus raged as he felt the sting of mockery and disdain for the first time. He was the captain of Alpha Strike Force Team 13 and a Grandmaster. Yet, he was being ridiculed by a nobody from Steinberg. How intolerable! If word got out, how could he continue to hold his position in the Alpha Strike Force? "You little punk! I wasn't planning to really hurt you, but since you're so arrogant, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Klaus snarled, his face twisted with cold fury.

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking

She adds. That earns a few laughs, mostly from Tianya and Kylynn. I can hear soft giggling from my side, so I know my little sprite also finds this funny. A man about my height sits down beside her as Alayni rolls her eyes. I recognize him as Travis Halestrum. His family owns numerous hotels and restaurants all over the world. We have wanted to meet with him for a few years now. I see the exact moment when he notices Tianya and Kylynn.

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

"What do you think?" My fork nearly slipped from my hand. "Mommy, that's embarrassing. I don't want a match." "Just get to know him," she insisted gently. "If you don't like him, then that's perfectly fine." "The young man is the son of my closest friend," Uncle Greg added. "He studied in Switzerland too. His name is Sean. He's polite, well-mannered, a true gentleman. Theo knows him well, right, Son?" At that, I finally looked at Theo. I was not mistaken. There was something dark in his expression, something sharp. Annoyance flickered across his face before he could hide it.

Had watched it happen with Luca from the beginning. I turned. Klaus Bauer standing at the entrance of the main room. Thirty one years old. Taller than I had processed from the phone calls height was the thing that didn't translate to voice. The easy quality of movement I remembered from the garden, the unhurried way he occupied space. A dark suit that fit him the way expensive things fit people who had earned them. And the face.

I don’t doubt it will only get better. I learnt today that Kael is a very spontaneous person we he wants to be. When he says he wants to do something, that typically means he’s going to do it. However, that doesn’t mean I wasn’t surprised when he approached me a day later telling me he is taking me to the Passion Pack, where he has found a place for us to say.