Novel & Cerita Neon Val R34

, more police joining the chase. My phone rang again. Victoria. I answered on speaker, voice shaking. “What do you want?” “Time is almost up,” she said. “The embryos are in two different facilities. The baby is in me. You have three lives in your hands. Sign the Vanguard transfer. Leave Elena and Mia. Do that and I keep all three children alive. Refuse… and I destroy everything you love by sunrise.” Damian’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror. He didn’t say a word.

Val stood in the arena’s center, his small frame tense, blue eyes darting for an escape. The crowd was smaller than The Pit’s, but the hunger for blood was the same. “You’re done, Rhen,” Darren sneered, cracking his knuckles. “I’m taking your points today.” Val’s Rank 17 flashed in my mind—low enough to make him a target, but he’d dropped from 20 after the Vault mess. My wolf growled, urging me to step in, but Soren’s warning rang clear: Interfere again, and you lose points. I stayed at the edge, arms crossed, my eyes locked on Val.

“You from the Val?” “I used to be,” Richard said. “But no, not anymore.” “Uh-huh.” The woman nodded. “Once you’re from the Val, son, you’re always from the Val. Didn’t you know that?” “I’ll keep it in mind. Thanks.” “Mm, you do that. I’m Sydney, by the way. Holler if you need anything.” She lowered the safety glasses onto her nose. “Nice to meet you two.”

Neo evaded two blows from Kairos, threw Thorne away as he tried to attack him, and kicked Max in the stomach, sending him crashing to the ground. “Max!” I ran to Max, who growled as he shoved himself back up to his feet. He was struggling. All of my mates were, except Neo, who gazed at them coldly in the dawn light. I had to stop this. “Where the fuck is Valentin,” Kairos growled. “He should be here.” He surged forward to hit Neo, but Neo stopped his punch by catching Kairos’s hand. Then he started to squeeze, cracking Kairos’ knuckles.