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Now Maud could see that there were two words traversing the dagger, two words making all that was happening in Dorsal Finn both crystal clear and completely confusing in one huge hit. Blue Thunder.

When we reached the packhouse, the warriors were surrounding the perimeter. I looked around for my dad, he must be in the security office. Warriors stood at every doorway and every window in the place. I was trying to keep my fear from causing me to panic. I wasn't sure what was happening, but it had to be something big. "Rina, Arrow, Arion, thank the Goddess you are safe!" Alpha Jax boomed. He rushed over to us before wrapping us all in a hug. "I was so worried. We have received a threat against the Luna."

"Tina, what are you talking about? Everything's fine. Besides, your parents are in the hospital—aren't you going to come see them?" She snapped, "Whatever! Just remember, my brother—that incredible husband of yours—was a match I made for you. This marriage is my gift. Don't you dare forget to repay me." I replied with a light, airy laugh. "Of course, Tina. I think about how to repay you every single day." She hung up without another word. The barrage lit up with new fervor. [Tina's filter glitched during her livestream! Her top donors are fleeing!] [Did you see her face after last night's stream? It's a minefield of pimples!]

“Which Thor?” She sighs dramatically. “Chris Hemsworth.” I roll my eyes. “Of course.” She laughs. “You never know. He’s shooting a movie in Chicago.” “Uh-huh,” I say. “Come on. Let’s go.” The moment we walk inside, it’s sensory overload in the best way. People went all out. EVA foam armor, LED lights, handmade props, masks so detailed they look professional. I point as we walk. “Look at that,” I say. “That’s Cyclops.”

And once cracks formed in their armor, he would step in with fire. Walking the villa paths as a gardener—knees bent, hands in soil—Thunder kept his true movements invisible. But as he leaned over a rose bush and pruned a wayward stem with a precise, surgeon’s cut, the human piece of him whispered the thought he tried to deny: If I cannot have you as mine, then I will make sure no one keeps you safe. The dirt fell between his fingers like tiny clocks ticking down. He tasted iron on his tongue and found he no longer cared whether the countdown had to end in war.

"Luna Silva? That’s just a wild, silver-veined variant of wild mint. I found it growing near the creek three weeks ago. It’s harmless." "It isn't mint," Francis snapped, his jaw tightening. "It’s a catalyst. To a human, it’s a herb. To a wolf, it acts like a signal fire on a pitch-black night. It amplifies your natural scent, makes it intoxicating. This rogue found you first because he was desperate, but he won't be the last. The moment I step out of this doorway, another one will come through that window to tear you apart."

He asked. “I feel like you’re punishing me,” I say. “Is there something I did that you’re not happy with?” I added. “I pay you a high salary for a reason,” Adrian says “This is it.” I sigh. Suddenly, everything went black. All I could see was the rain pouring outside through the window. I grab my phone and switch on the torch light but guess what my battery is low. I groan as I throw my phone on the desk. Adrian on the light on his phone instead. “Shit blackout and the elevator not working,” Adrian cursed.

Butler Bass's face was pale, and he gulped, Thunder is a name that sent chills down the spines of people, he had single-handedly destroyed low-ranked secret families, and he even slaughtered the people of the thunder temple, no one will believe such a mystified figure will be bickering with a woman. Thunder landed on his feet, and lightning gleamed on his body, sparkling, He approached Madam Vanessa, imposing his powerful aura over her. Madam Vanessa gritted her teeth, beads of sweat covering her forehead, as she struggled to remain standing, Butler Bass, have already dropped to his knees.

someone murmured. The feat was beyond reason. How could Adrian achieve such a thing? Above the void, purple lightning coalesced into the shape of a Battle Warrior, forged from pure thunder. It loomed ominously, exuding a deadly intent to unleash devastation. A chilling dread gripped the onlookers. The thunder seemed bent on obliterating Adrian, marking him as its sole target. Adrian met the storming void with a calm yet resolute gaze. Thunder? To him, it seemed less a threat and more a power he could harness.

Within two minutes, the heavy tension inside the estate began to dissolve. In the long hall, only Guillermo, Lorenzo, and Jose remained. Lorenzo and Jose finally felt like they could breathe again. Lorenzo could not help but ask, "Mr. Vazquez, was that elder on your right from the legendary Thunder Sect, the sect that's supposedly completely independent from the rest of the world?" Guillermo nodded. "That's right, he's from Thunder Sect. His name is Bill Hudson, and he never operates within Holtrien's martial world. He only takes action in foreign territories."