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Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

He pulled back and held her by the shoulders and spoke to her in his deep rumbling voice. “Thank you sister, you have done your pack and the Goddess a great service.” “It wasn’t just me ..there was..” “I know, let’s go and celebrate with Mrs. Crozier and the pack, there’s some Reivers coming too.” Jen panicked, would Duncan be there? “I hope so.” mumbled Greta in Jen’s head. She hugged herself as she followed her Alpha out of the vault and mind linked Brother Andrew. “The relics are safe in the vault Brother Andrew.”

“You know how she cheated on me, it was all over the papers and there. - Tsuki Miki said. - It never worked, I had thousands of attempts. - Said Dark-Dragon. - She tried to change... - Nightwing said. - She can't control herself. - Dick tried. - She didn't try, Dick, every time she had an opportunity to steal and get into crime, she took advantage, just an excuse. - Tsuki Miki said. “She can't get out of this life of crime. - Tsuki Miki said. – I was used for your escapes, and I am used for the spirit of the hunts. - Said Dark-Dragon. – She likes adventures, stealing and being hunted. - Said Dark-Dragon. - She likes to be challenged, chased, she likes a constant escape. - Said Dark-Dragon.

Myra muttered low, but the alpha still caught her words, his muscles flexing as his jaw clenched in annoyance, his eye still fixed on Tarrin. “For this bastard? Never.” He called, and as the spar started with Enzo’s whistle, Myra had to bite back laughter as the gamma raced towards Draven, immediately going on the offense. Both were strong warriors in battle, but Draven was a one-man army, a force to be reckoned with, as he beat back the fast punches thrown by the gamma, who rolled to the floor with a groan, chuckling from the attack as his hands met the alpha’s jaw.

A battered iron cart rolled around the corner, and Draxen stepped out, his scarred head completely bare and his mismatched armor hanging loosely over his massive frame. "Look at the pretty little omega," Draxen leered, his yellow eyes tracking the sway of Michaels' hips. "Did the supreme leader give you a good breeding before he sent you out to buy your freedom?" "Here is the silver, Draxen," Michaels spat, hurling the heavy satchel at the enforcer's feet. "No formal greeting for an old friend?" "Count the bars and send the confirmation rune to Varek Grimclaw immediately," Michaels demanded, his claws extending slightly as his inner wolf bristled with aggression.

“Skylar Reynolds has a black mark on his body too, but I don’t know if the pattern matches the one you saw on Aslan Kennedy. That black mark also appeared on his body not long ago.” “Skylar Reynolds…” Mikami muttered softly. The name sounded familiar to him. “Dr. Kim, do you have a photo of Skylar Reynolds? I think I know him. I just want to make sure he’s the same person I know.” Dr. Brandon Kim nodded. He showed Mikami a photo of Skylar. As soon as Mikami saw it, his eyes widened in shock. "That's him!" he exclaimed. “Do you know him?” Dr. Kim asked.

Sasha, her voice unwavering, responded, "Everything. I've already lost so much, but I'd give it all to ensure the safety of the Nexus and its inhabitants." The meadow dissolved, replaced by a vision of the guardians in peril. Sasha's heart raced, her instincts kicking in. Draken, in his realm, faced a burning village, reminiscent of his past. He saw his younger self, consumed by anger and vengeance. The younger Draken, with fiery eyes, sneered, "Do you remember the rage? The need for revenge? Do you still feel it?" Draken, deep in thought, replied, "The rage is a part of me, but I've learned to channel it for the greater good. It no longer controls me."