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Her question is, who could be the Demon and why will his scent be all over her niece. Jess thought silently, she had to find out who the Demon is and what exactly did he want. Her major priority is to make sure her two nieces are saved, especially Elena until the Princess killer is caught even if it means fishing out the Demon and having him killed. "So aunt what is the name of this boring town anyway?" Eva asked. "This boring town as you had called it is known as Lowa town and a perfect place for you girls to hide." Jess replied driving into her house compound which has no gate.

A cocky smirk on his perfect face. "My name is Ademide. You look beautiful by the way." "Uhh, thank you." "Ade are you not done trying to woo the new girl? I want to introduce myself The fair said, pouting. She playfully hit his chest and turned to me, smiling. "My name is Michelle. I hope you're enjoying your first day at school. You're welcome to crownstar highschool." Michelle said with a smile on her face Na fine people full this school sha! See beauty!

"Hi, there, Hunter. What'll you have?" He nodded to the glass she'd just brought. "I'll have the same." They watched her head off to get his drink. "I suppose that when the town's named after you, people just do what you say," she observed lightly. "Must be nice." He gave a somewhat irritated shrug. "Town's named after my great-great-grandfather, not me." Immediately, Poppy regretted her rudeness. He wasn't quiet for long. "Did you get all checked in at the motel?"

“Is that what the pack is called too?” He chuckled lightly and nodded as he turned off the engine of the truck. “The town is named after the pack. The pack is called the GreenLeaf pack,” He informed me. “They are known for their prosperity when it comes to anything that has to do with the earth and soil.” “Oh.” I proceeded to get out of the truck as he did the same also. “Do you think that since you let down the offer to be Alpha of this pack, they found another honorable guy to take that position and marry your daughter’s mother?”

There’s a good chance that, if we can hoof it fast enough, we might be able to find a car to steal. We asked for the name of the town. She told us: Franklin. She’d been really excited about being able to give us that detail—but we deflated fast. Franklin is one of the top five most common town names in the U.S. And being from Romania, Nyx had no idea which state we were in. We’ll just have to figure that out once we get out.

Melda, the old woman, refused vehemently. Her husband had the same bland look and Hazel knew insisting would only become an insult to their gratitude. So she stored her money back into her purse and bowed respectfully at them.p "Thank you," Hazel said before leaving to start another round of bloodshed. Alpha Aidan's town was a big one although less in comparison to Alpha Gordon's town. The town was clearly a successful one as it was alive with businesses and people. Hazel roamed around trying to get acquainted with the town. She needed to know where Aidan stayed but she did not want to draw any attention to herself.

I will never need qualifications, so in my mind I will never need school. Yesterday we went on a brief tour around the town, although there wasn't much to see. I find it hilarious in the way that nearly everything in this town is called 'Lupine Peak' something. Seriously, even the tiny cinema with only two screens is named after the quaint pintsize town. A few people milled around, glancing curiously at me and nodding respectfully to Tammy, and I could not help but notice how different everything is here. It's as if I stepped back in time, where little clans of people have their own separate land, before cities were ever created. It sure is significantly quiet up here, but sometimes quiet is

Luckily for me, I had some cash in my pocket so I nodded for the lady to get me a jug of beer which she gladly did. "By the way, my name is Morgan. You don't look like you are from this place, what is your name?" she asked nicely. "Alan. What is this place?" I have to ask because I never thought that there were under developed places in this city and to think that it was the long run of my life that led me to the place is mystifying. "Here is just a small town with no name. People without a background simply come here to live their lives instead of suffering in the main city," Morgan replied to me.

"Sharkong? The name sounds familiar, but I don’t remember a town with that name." "That’s because it’s a secret. Only a few know of its existence. Mama said I shouldn’t tell anyone, especially strangers. But you’re beautiful and kind, so I don’t mind telling you." I chuckled at her naivety. She was indeed a child. "Come on! Let me show you around," she said, grabbing my hand and dragging me along without resistance. The town was small and radiant, with lush green grass and woven clothes adorning the women that would certainly catch any man’s attention.

I frowned in confusion, “Mojo?” “The man who lured you here with an act,” he replied and my heart burned with anger when I remembered the man who had pretended to be gay, “they will give you a range of opponents to pick from. No one really picks Mojo because he looks like the most powerful and aggressive, but he is the least trained and skilled. So, pick Mojo.” I found it absurd, “So, the Town is named after a person?” He shook his head, “Mojo was named after the Town instead. Some people see him as the future leader of the pack. He is young, but his father's name speaks for him. His father once ruled the pack and you wouldn't guess what his name was either.”