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I wish there was someplace I could put all this anger. “Only one thought comes to mind.” His gaze dances across my face, and when it gets to my lips I shiver in anticipation. He’s not thinking about kissing me, though. Of course not. We’ve already been there, and it didn’t end well. “Hawthorn is one of the safest places in the world for non-humans,” he says. “What are the other places?” “Other schools, like ours.” I shake my head. “Okay, so let’s just say he wanted me to come here in order to keep me safe. That doesn’t explain where he went.”

"Heeehhh are you serious? Wahh metropolis in the wizarding world? Elves? Demihumans? Wohh!" It's amazing to see them all against the backdrop of a metropolis. Even though there were no vehicles, this development was extraordinary. The buildings, although not more than 5 floors, are permanent buildings with glass walls, then cafes and restaurants on the side of the road. The area of this city is around 50km² and the population that I feel is tens of thousands of souls. Smaller and less populated city than Lamris, but modernization here is palpable.

Morning came slowly in the dead city. The sun rose behind a haze of ash and static, its light fractured by the fractured skyline. The streets were silent, but the silence wasn’t peaceful—it had weight. Like the air itself was waiting for something to start moving again. Eli and Damian had set up camp inside an abandoned metro control room, one of the few places where the ceiling hadn’t caved in. The space was cluttered with old terminals, flickering monitors, and a map of the underground rail system scrawled with red lines.

I asked, leaning up against the kitchen countertop, my eyes widening. "You know I can't share any more information about that with you darling. I'm sorry. Yet I can tell you that he kept blurting out how he saw a man sized hairy creature dash into the woods on Miller road, which isn't but 10 miles from where we live. So make certain all the doors are locked up tight just in case sweetheart. I don't really think it's anything to worry about...since the boy has been known to smoke quite a bit of pot, so his credibility isn't too reliable. That's actually the reason I called. And I have to go now my dear, there's some frozen meals in the freezer downstairs if you want them. I love you gotta go

I shoved the both thought aside, because they didn't add up and I knew the way persons could be very skeptical about things like this. I was just about taking another step forward, navigating my way to no where exactly, when I stumbled across a card which had been on the floor. The face of the card had been littered all over with glittery silver, such that, you couldn't just help but notice it. I picked up the card, and I spotted a number embedded slightly into the card's surface. An infinity logo which had it's both ends dragged down a bit to create more room for a lag, hung at the centre of the card's frame, aligning in a perfect middle. I checked the card for more info, but it had nothing

Valenor did not welcome people like me. It tolerated them. Processed them. Absorbed them into its machinery the way a great palace absorbs dust — not noticing, not caring, simply continuing to function around their presence until they either became useful or disappeared. The capital city stretched for kilometers in every direction from the imperial palace at its center, a metropolis of black stone and silver-veined marble and streets wide enough for six carriages abreast, perpetually crowded, perpetually loud, perpetually smelling of coal smoke and river water and the particular concentrated ambition of a city where everyone had come to become something.

My father treated me like I did not matter at all. Theo Kingsley Silverfang is setting the bar way too high for any other male wolf in the world. NARRATOR POV: Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw Theo parks his massive black beast wagon right in front of a giant stone building I never thought my paws would ever step into again. I turn my head fast to look at his sharp jaw. "This is Moonhaven Metropolis, Alpha. There are a million discount clothes stalls, secondhand pack shops, and I am certain there are tons of cheap sample sales happening in the commoner sectors right now."

The metropolis was showered with its first soft snow. Olympus Tower, a hundred-story monument to power, is shrouded in the glow of thousands of artificial rubies. The Vanguard Charity Party that night wasn't just anyone's place; this was the meeting stage for the mayor, the human governor, and the underground Alphas who had bowed their heads under the banner of the black wolves.

The air became less suffocating with the tiny space between us despite the emptiness that lingered deep down in my guys. “We’ll be staying at a tavern by evening,” he says monotonously, “Then we’d resume early dawn and by afternoon, we should be arriving at the Metropolis.” I just nodded at his response. The Metropolis is the center and capital of the lycan continent. It was the middle point of our land and thus, a melting pot of the main weathers from the four divisions. In the North, we have a dominant winter. South has summer, West has autumn, and East is mostly spring all year round. The Metropolis

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