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I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

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Emerson's POV The notification came from an account I didn't recognise. No username. No profile picture. Just a number and a video file dropped into my messages at two forty-three in the afternoon while I was sitting on my bedroom floor doing nothing in particular because there was nothing in particular to do when you were grounded with no phone data and no car and nowhere to be. I almost didn't open it. I opened it. Twelve seconds. That was how long the video was. Twelve seconds of a corridor I recognised — the one beside the language block, the quiet one nobody used during class time — and two people standing close together in it.

There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane. Could they be from Scott? Maybe. They might also be from anyone else whose name began with “S,” or any other letter. You couldn’t tell anything from online names, except sometimes that someone had a sense of humor or when they put their ideology in their name, like KillAllHumans142. I went back to my main feed and found a photo of Jordan giving his brief speech, along with a few-dozen comments about his age and declaring him attractive. It seemed harmless. It was there, however, that I found a meme I greatly disliked. It showed my face on a white wolf’s body with wings. The wolf was also d

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

Shifting in my seat trying to make myself comfortable again I see jasmine walking back over with her purse in tow. Jasmine has always bullied ridiculed and even ignored Nova so she is the last thing I want to deal with ever. I groan internally while looking at Nova. “Heads up Nova, bitch 1 at 3 o’clock” is all I can say before Jasmine undoes the top button of her shirt and sits beside me. She stinks to anyone else she’s smell good but my alpha nose works better then others so she is just burning my nose hairs at this rate. “Alpha happy birthday do you want your gift now or later” she says then winks at me like I’m supposed to just fuck her right here n now. Letting my aura out fully I pick h

Nina said stopping infront of the Mesum "Nina..i know you're smart and cunning. I created you..so i definitely know all that. But you don't have to use your skills of treath on me. It won't work" The Mesum said "Of course..It would definitely not work because..I'm not treatining you. My time for treat has passed..and NOW it's time to ACT!" Nina said and the Mesum laughed not until she realised she was being trapped She tried but couldn't as her skin began to crack

Sage inquired. Fennick bowed his head, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity," he said. "There are three types of combat skills which are the standard, premium, and golden skills. It's a newly created skill that's why the pack had not heard of it before. Also, I try to introduce it to the pack through the leader of the pack fighters. I have learned all skills but I am good with the golden skills because I have learned the highest skill in it," Fennick relayed and Sage continued to confirm his word with a nod of his head.

But as the cool metal touched my skin, a wave of discomfort washed over me. “Mr Johnson, please wait a moment,” I said, pulling back and standing up. “I can’t accept this.” His expression shifted from confusion to a hint of frustration. “Why not, Nina? It’s just a gift.” I took a step back, trying to find the right words. “It’s not just a gift, Sir. It’s… it’s too much. I appreciate the thought of you trying to get me something. It shows that you're really a nice person, but I’m not ready for this.”