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Her eyelids remained closed but she wasn’t so drugged that she couldn’t wake. Think. How did I get here? Who is this female? He turned his head the other way, staring past the bars to a cavernous, dim room beyond. The smell of the place was different from Mercile. A howl threatened to explode from him as rage heated his blood. He hated them. It took him a moment to remember why. Mercile employees were vile humans who caused him pain and kept him at their mercy. They had none. They were cruel, cunning, vicious adversaries. Even females were cruel at Mercile.

Yet, despite our contrasting backgrounds, there is one fundamental trait that binds us together: our unwavering refusal to show mercy to those who threaten our people. As one of my men opens the chamber door, I storm in with a fiery determination. Without hesitation, I deliver a forceful blow to the already battered face of the despicable captive. Punch after punch rains down upon him, relentless and unforgiving, until his skin splits open, blood pouring from his cheek and temple. His cries, screams, and desperate pleas for help fall upon deaf ears, for no one in that room possesses an ounce of mercy. Suddenly, a firm grip on my shoulder jerks me back to reality. It’s Marcus, his voice cutti

“I have received the remaining harmony from him and also cleared off my debts. I drop at his feet, no one can save me even if I scream and yell for help. I crawled back to my room waiting for my extinction. AN This is the first chapter of the book, please, don't judge me on my English, people make mistakes. Correct me with love and I will be thankful. Thank you for giving this book a chance, and please — do drop your comments.

“How can you be so merciless!” I moved before anyone could stop me towards the lesser alpha that had spoken, I saw the panic flicker in his eyes, just a moment too late as my hand drove towards his chest. My claws pierced through his flesh and bone in one clean motion, cutting through his ribs as if it was paper. I felt him freeze, seeing the fear in his eyes as I leaned closer. “I can forgive disrespect once. After that, I eliminate it.” Blood spilled over my hand as I slowly withdrew it, and a heart was beating weakly against my palm. The alpha's body collapsed to the ground before I even turned around, glancing at the rest of the Alphas.

killing brutally. 2.fucking sluts 3.showing no mercy on people that breached my law. But, I guess, old habits die hard. -------------------------------------------------------- A/n This is the most disturbed chapter I have ever written since I started this book. Luca’s kinda loosing his mind:( :( Please, I don’t mind a review and your comments. P/s I am thinking of concluding this book. What are your thoughts on it?

Chapter 21 As the fated mates took their first step towards the unknown, a distant rumble echoed through the air. The ground beneath them trembled, sending shockwaves of uncertainty through their beings. A tempest brewed on the horizon, dark clouds swirling in a sinister dance. Their eyes widened in alarm as a figure emerged from the storm, a figure they had never anticipated. It was a being of ancient power and malevolence, a harbinger of chaos and despair. The realm gasped in collective disbelief, for the figure was none other than Malachi himself, risen from the depths of oblivion.

The air warped as they crossed the wardline. Magic screamed. Hell awoke. From the turrets and towers of Prince Valcoz’s obsidian castle, demonic wretches poured down like black rain, winged fiends with barbed tails and molten eyes. The clash began instantly. Divine steel met corrupted bone. Wings torn, limbs severed, the battlefield became a symphony of carnage. At the front, the Sun Vicar led the charge. “To the throne!” he bellowed, swinging his radiant blade through a charging brute. “Cut off the serpent’s head!”

Rampaging WARNING: This chapter contains graphic violence and mature content that may be disturbing to some readers. Discretion is advised. THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW "Fucking assholes." Ace's curse cut through humid night air as he stared up at the derelict building their tracker had led them to. Behind him, Kier and Kidd stood rigid. Their gazes swept over lifeless bodies strewn from the cracked concrete entrance into the shadowed interior, blood darkening the dusty floorboards visible through the doorway.

"But you're right about one thing. He made a mistake. He showed himself. And now the whole world knows what he looks like." "It's not enough." "It's a start." Emilia pulled out a chair. Sat down. "And starts are how endings begin." I looked at Celeste. At Mireille. At Emilia. Three women who'd been enemies. Allies. Strangers. Family. "Then let's finish this," I said. "Together." --- End of Chapter 222

" When I was young I felt the birth of our true alphas and just as quick as one fell silent another rose up. It wasn't till later in life that I learned of the horror behind such a taboo ritual. Abicus loved her dearly and she just wanted to be free to love. He couldn't change the fates already set in motion nor could he give her freedom. Abicus told me how he set her free and how he begged the moon to show mercy. But he felt his prayers went unanswered so in a rage he killed his chapter. Erasing them from existence and in doing so became the next true alpha. I was young when we met but he trusted so much to me that night. I didn't understand it fully at that time but he was strong. So I beg