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Xavier got up from his chair and asked Jackson to fix the drone. For the whole night, Jackson was working hard to fix the drone, and Xavier was helping him. Each passing second now felt like sand slipping from my fist. I took a bet on this drone. Despite being aware of the critical nature of this precious time, I chose to place my trust in Jackson's skill and confidence, without knowing the contents of the drone's recording. I was unsure if it captured any moments of Victor's murder. In the night, I was gazing at the river flow. The river flow appeared menacing in the darkness, and the sound of the flowing water sent a shiver through my spine. My eyes became heavy and urged me to sleep, but

The breeze from outside grew colder, brushing across my skin. "He-Help!" He extended his arm toward me, his fingers trembling as blood continued to spill between them. Instead of answering, I grabbed the water bottle I kept on the floor and drank from it slowly. While my eyes remained on him. Sharp and cold. This was Ross Drake, the notorious Alpha who bought Omegas and poor she-wolves from different packs' black markets and made them his muse for his paintings. After painting them nude, he assaulted them before slitting their throats mercilessly.

He pressed the tip of the gun against my forehead. "Damian, wait!" Drax called from the other end of the phone. "Don't do this." "Surrender yourself, or they die." Damian threatened again. "Alright, fine. I'll surrender. Just don't hurt them" Drax pleaded. " No! Don't come near here. He'll kill you." I broke Damian's rule and warned Drax again. Damian got furious, he corked the gun and pressed it harder against my forehead. I was scared. I was sure he was about to pull the trigger and end me. I knew I had to act immediately, else I would die in the next few seconds.

“All Wyatt ever wanted was for you to be the male he knew you could be. Don’t let him down by giving up now.” With a final shuddering breath, Dylan leaned down and pressed his lips to his father’s forehead before gently placing the male to rest. Miller rose to his feet with a great deal less effort than Xavier had, so he gestured for the male to lead them through the rest of the field of detritus and deathbeds. Instead of the relief, they’d hoped to find on the other side of the door, they only found more chaos. Snarls, gunshots, and the telltale sparks of magic filled the corridor and adjacent rooms as Wolves battled it out against a horde of unfamiliar uniformed attackers.

Monsters are very real and my male is the Alpha. "Drakho." Phobos spits out through his gritted teeth his bloody claws plunging deeper into the unconscious Karel. "Take this vile male back to your tent, his life is mine." He growls deafeningly as his beta bows and picks up the male who Phobos tossed to the ground like a piece of trash. My eyes trail after Drakho who drags Karel after him, I have knowingly sent an innocent male to his death but why do I feel nothing about it?

I would too if I were in her shoes. And the thing about murder? It is a good thing I was leaving, I need to be far away from matt and the trouble that he is inviting for himself. The Drenger brothers were a popular werewolf duo. They monopolized the sale of guns and drugs in the inner city; no one dared to touch a member of his criminal pack, not even the police. And now Matt is somehow mixed with them? Matt is more bad news than I thought. I heard receding footsteps and the door opened and was slammed shut almost immediately. I sighed in relief as she started the car and drove towards the gate. One last obstacle to my freedom; the moment we cross those huge gates, I would be saying goodbye

His features were unrecognizable. Something inside me snapped, and I began wailing uncontrollably. Esther walked over and tried to comfort me. "Eve, is he really Leo? Aww. Don't be too sad. The dead can't come back to life–" I pushed her away and lunged forward before grabbing her by the collar. "You killed him!" She fell to the ground and looked aggrieved. "Eve! I told you it wasn't on purpose! What are you doing?" "Not on purpose? Why didn't you say that when you stopped me from calling emergency services?"

Darkle laughed with some sarcasm, wondering if he was not afraid when seeing his whole herd had been killed a while ago, and these two were the ones who killed them and no one else. Why not be afraid?? Does he trust his strength to this degree or does he not care about his life? Do you think that Mars and Zayn can't kill him? " Come on, my girl, come forward." NBS laughed at Mars inside him when he saw his father's Mate standing confidently in front of him Yes his father's mate! Because he is not a legitimate son! He is the son of a witch whose father had an illegal relationship with her, so he took the power of witches and the power of werewolves, a hybrid yes.

His forehead was creased as he removed his gloves and glasses. "What is it"? Lucas stood up, hands in his pockets. "Master. It’s much more complicated than it seems". The doctor said wiping the sweat. He asked for a glass of water and gulped down in one go. "He is under weight, malnutrition and that made him anemic. It’s nothing that can’t be covered. But...." "But what"? Lucas growled. "He is assaulted". The doctor said. Lucas looked at him with confused gaze. "Well yeah like I told you. He was attempted to be raped...."

" Fenris stated. He was watching the expressions go across his nephew's face. It still appeared that he had doubts even with everything he had told him. He knew he had to make him see what was going on. "Do you know what a drone is?" Fenris asked. Andre shook his head "no." Fenris began to explain. "A drone is a remotely controlled flying machine that they use for many things. In this case they used it as a weapon." He said. He leaned back in the chair and remembered back to the day that the horrible incident happened. "The humans had constructed thousands of these drones, lined with silver. They had explosives and bullets in them." Fenris said. "There was a village near Canada that werewolv