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none you have ever faced before.' The Warlock stopped speaking when he saw the look of abject terror on the faces of the Warriors around the table, their Leader stood up and looked at his Alpha bowed his head and spoke in a trembling voice, 'You want us to fight th[s God Alpha?' Loki could scent the fear in the room, these were his best, most Elite Warriors, to become one they had faced many difficulties and it was their proudest moment when they were appointed. Pushing himself to his feet he took a deep breath,

“Durant Ivanov forced my eyes open when his elder brothers tore my sister’s clothes off and took turns with her. Even when I couldn’t watch, her screams echoed in my ears. Can you even fathom how terrifying it must’ve been for a thirteen-year-old?” “I know, Lore. I bear witness to your nightmares every night.” Savana stepped into the room and walked around the table to Lore. The exchange between them was something all men like us hoped to find—understanding. “But revenge does not calm that chaos. I thought we established that.” Lore looked away from her. “My chaos hasn’t calmed because the two other brothers still breathe while my sister does not.” Savana flinched at those words and said, “I

he said, his voice full of emotion, "I have never seen anyone fight like you. You are a true warrior, and I am in awe of your bravery." Althea felt her heart skip a beat as she looked up at Zemo. She had always respected him as her Alpha and her future king, but now she realized that she felt something more for him; something that went beyond duty and loyalty. And Althea, for her part, found herself falling just as deeply in love with Zemo. She knew that their love was forbidden, that as a warrior in his pack, she could never be his mate. But she couldn't help the way she felt. Whenever she was with Zemo, she felt like she was home, like nothing else in the world mattered.

she asked, bursting with excitement. "Anything you ask for, A*i," said Weston, sitting down beside her. A*ianna looked at all their expectant faces with a grin on her face. "Anything, dear," whispered their mom. "Well, I came across this book and I found that the storyline resembles yours and Isabella's, Weston. The author's name is Isabella H. and she's based in LA. I think this is our Isabella. What do you think?" Asked an excited Arianna.

Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

He pressed his foot on my knife laden back making them go deeper but I refused to show my pain I have never felt so helpless before My wolf refused to take over because of the wolfsbane and my human was fighting the pain My heeling power was stronger but this wolfsbane was blocking them Every cell in my body was engulfed in this burning ache but my face remained emotionless On seeing no reaction from my side he applied more weight on my back with his foot But little did he knew that it would take death for him to break me. Untill my last breath I will live as a fearless warrior

"When did you get so strong?" Sebastian asked me while we were driving from the police station. I just stared at my bloodied shirt silently. Never have I ever slipped like that before, heck I've never even fought a person. Well, apart from the verbal one I have never engaged someone physically. " You just kept punching the poor guy even after he begged for your forgiveness" " He did?" I asked suprised I swear I never heard a thing apart from Claire's scream. All I saw was a red punching bag which kept struggling underneath me. His struggles were like a fuel to that strange anger I had. What was up with me exactly?

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

If the Goddess, in her cruel irony, had written that fate long before I understood the board I was trapped on. Two paths crossing too early, too late, or exactly when they were meant to. I felt a slow smile form on my lips. My plan was working. Hertor was with me. Not just by my side, but completely with me. Body, mind, soul. A warrior molded by ancient oaths had chosen to break them for me. A captain had chosen love over honor. A wolf had chosen the wrong female, or the right one, depending on who told the story. There was power in that.

**This book is a prequel to the Guardians Trilogy. However, while it starts before the first book in the Trilogy and can be read as a stand alone, it will span the timeframe of both Books 1 and 2. This book will contain spoilers and references discussed in the other books. It is recommended that you first read Book 1, The Broken Warrior’s Daughter, and Book 2, Alpha’s Guardian Angel before reading this book.