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His fangs are out again, and I can see the wild look in his eyes as he battles the enemy. I take down another Silver Hunter with a swift strike, but more keep coming. Even with our combined strength, we're outnumbered. One of the Silver Hunters manages to land a blow on Alec's shoulder, and I can see the pain etched on his face. He grunts in pain but doesn't let it slow him down, his eyes blazing with fury. There are too many of them, and they keep coming. It's like they're endless, like they're an army. I feel my strength start to wane, and panic sets in. We can't keep this up forever.

She had outthought a room full of veterans. "I hate to admit it, but the girl is right," Yvonne stated flatly after Sara had taken her leave for the evening. "The beauty of a Black Net contract is the distance it affords us. It keeps our hands clean and our warriors far from the immediate front lines. I’ve heard rumors that you can hire entire mercenary divisions from the dark channels now."

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

“We discussed this, Cade. Denounce your ties.” Cade looked at me with so much regret in his eyes. “I, Alpha Cade Collins, denounce my ties to warrior Brett Willson of the Northerns Crawlers.” It was like a knife into my heart that I welcomed. Closing my eyes, I refused to give into the pain. “I, Brett Willson, accept the denouncement of ties from Alpha Cade Collins of the Northern Crawlers.” “I, Alpha Piercy Smith of Timber’s Pack, accept Brett Willson as my mate, my luna and a warrior of my pack.”

I stopped pacing and stood before the large window that overlooked the darkened grounds of the estate. She had started this. She had tasted a forbidden fruit and asked for more. She had woken the beast, and now she would have to deal with the consequences. “You just wait, Serena,” I murmured to the glass, my breath fogging a small circle on the cold pane. “You asked for this. You wanted to know what it was like to taste a man like me.” A slow, cruel smile stretched my lips. “Wait and see how I will make you regret it. Wait and see how I make you mine.” The real game is just beginning.

"You're Jason Leigh, right? Human resources informed me that you're only a high school graduate. Do you really understand all this?" "I used to be a mercenary," I corrected him in a calm but clear voice. Tony was taken aback, but he quickly laughed out loud. His laugh was so loud that it echoed throughout the workshop. The people standing next to him laughed along. "What's a mercenary doing here as a stockkeeper? Who would believe you, Leigh?"

" we haven't heard anything about your families and friends , And you have been reported missing for quite sometime ...." Loveth cuts him off quickly " I am an orphan and I happened to be sold to a mercenary by my foster father . So kindly move on to something else. I no longer have business with my past ." Loveth crossed her legs as she waited for the next question even though she knew she had given too much information to the public and right now a part of her solemnly regretted it but it was too late already . " So lastly we hope you will honour our invitation next time ."

He only became a mercenary when a chieftain needed his help, and the people of this clan called him the Mercenary of the West because he came from the vast Anglo-Saxon land. In all his years of being a mercenary, he witnessed many things about wars, the intricate mindsets of the people he worked with, tactical strategies, and rivalry. For him, it could have been understandable if its between clans or kingdoms. But what he sees in the present time is a rivalry between the most unlikely pair, siblings. One who has a sure route to the kingly future. While the other has a secured and treasured life. One could be pretentiously naive, and the other is saliently envious. Their estrangement from eac

He could not help but feel a little angry. Immediately afterward, he said arrogantly, “Ten Thousand Armies is a mercenary organization that has gathered all of the top mercenaries in the world together. Many of our soldiers are soldiers who have served in the special forces in their countries. More than half of Hamed’s soldiers are illiterate. So, how can this possibly be the same thing? The difference between these two is even bigger than the difference between the United States and Zimbabwe!”

Chapter 11 — The Enemy Within The northern stronghold rose from the frozen cliffs like a fortress carved from the bones of the earth. Returning riders clattered over the drawbridge, their horses’ flanks steaming in the frigid air. The iron portcullis groaned closed behind them, sealing the gates with a shuddering finality. Eolan swung down from his saddle, the victory of the skirmish already feeling hollow. The mercenaries had scattered into the snow, but the black-clawed banners still haunted his mind. Whoever commanded them had sent a probing strike—a test, not an assault. The real blow was still coming.