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Nightwing, recognizing me, nickered softly and nuzzled my hand. I smiled, stroking him gently. "Hello, beautiful. It's good to see you too." Dorian watched our interaction with a grin. "Nightwing really likes you. He only lets you and Uncle Mobai ride him." I felt a sense of pride at Nightwing's trust. "We've been through a lot together, haven't we, boy?" As we continued our tour, I couldn't help but be impressed by the well-maintained stables and the dedication of the stablehands who cared for the animals. It was clear that our tribe took great pride in ensuring the well-being of every creature under our care.

“My brother and his buddies were in the army; it will take them less than twenty-four hours to track me down. And when they do and they look into you, I’m afraid they’ll take you down, turn you in for whatever it is you do. It doesn’t matter if it’s noble or if you are the friendly neighborhood Spiderman, they find a gun on you and a list of dead men you’ve killed for the past years and they won’t think for a second before cuffing you” I would like to see them try. My background was clean. I would know because I fucking created it myself. Changed my name. Kept my last name. Even if they did run shit, they wouldn’t find any dirt on me. I was Kade Hawkins. An honest working man who’d rose to f

“Mom, I’m so tired.” I replied getting up. I wasn’t ready for her scolding. I thought about everything that happened after that day I met Alex. It seems he never really did try to look for me. Maybe he thought I was going rogue or something. ‘Did he really think I was mad?’ I muttered, addressing no one in particular. I had made up my mind to ensure what I passed through, no one else would have to go through that. That was why I became the Night Angel. A supposed vigilante of the night.

He took one limping step backward. Then another. When he looked once more— She was already gone. He turned again and ran… The nearer he came, the thicker the smoke grew. By the time the pack walls rose before him, Nightwing looked like a place after plague. The buildings were burning down… bodies littered the road. Some in Nightwing colors, some in Death Valley. The anger surged through him now…. He entered like wrath. The first invader never saw him. Damien tore his throat open while running.

like an old bone. My throat tightened. Nails bit my palms through the leather of my gloves. I tasted metal and old regret. Nightbane trusted me to lead the vanguard. To push forward and open paths, to die if the pack needed it. He leaned on me because his wolf was bleeding out in secret, because he had fewer teeth than before. He’d never asked for pity. He’d never asked. I’d sworn myself to him with more than words. And now here I was, standing smoke and ruin, watching my blood climb into the arms of our enemy.

Gina muttered, her eyes darting toward the window. Through the neon-green smoke, she could see the lower valley. The Nightfang vanguard was being systematically surrounded by a secondary force of hunters—men dressed in heavy, silver-plated armor who had been hidden within the lower volcanic tunnels, waiting for the main vanguard to commit to the gates. It hadn't been a defense; it had been an encirclement.

“Because your birth threatened the balance. A child of Velen and Alpha who had repressed Seer blood? That’s a prophecy made flesh. The old factions feared what you might become.” I swallow hard. “And Nightowl? They came because of that?” “They wanted to erase you from existence. But your mother fought like fire. Your father, too. They died to keep you hidden. That's why you were able to end up in the human world.” The tea trembles in my hands. My throat tightens. “So I didn't get lost. I was saved. I didn't even get the chance to know them.” “But you carry them. In blood. In soul.”

The candidates were shocked. The atmosphere was originally cold and chilling, but it now took a huge turn. None of them expected Adrian to interact with them like this. After Reina sat down, another young man stood up and asked, "What about me, sir?" "Linden Nox, nineteen, correct? Your parents passed away when you were little, leaving your elder sister, Diana, to raise you. Your greatest dream is to give your sister a good life, which is why your instructor gave you the codename Skywing, correct? You hope to spread your wings and soar through the sky."

“Justin pledged his undying love towards me back then, saying that he’ll divorce his wife and stay with me forever...” “But then, he hooked up with the actual Angelina John and cast me aside.” “I remember everything. It was raining heavily that night. If I hadn’t gone out to buy an umbrella, I would’ve been lying in a puddle of blood like my brother and mother…” “From that day onward, I became the legendary Rainy Night Butcher and killed the murderer of my brother and mother…” “The police wanted to catch me, and the underworld wanted to kill me.” “Then, I entered Seed Frontier and learned some of the Beetle Techniques. After that, I made my return.”

I say, letting my smile grow bigger. “And I’m Knight.” Later, I find myself in Crystal Fang territory while wonder rushes through me. Who would have thought that the rogue I met that day when I was near death would end up being the daughter of the alpha of one of the most influential packs to exist in the city? “Sorry,” Winley begins, her cheeks flushing a bright pink. “I wanted to tell you, but..." “We weren’t allowed to reveal who we were while on a mission,” Ronda finishes for her.