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Galatrina spoke calmly but with sweat on her cheeks. "I know, and one of them is going to be a pain in the ass." Alucard respond in a menacing way. Hiyojin then looked at the sky. "So we're facing him ha. Leomord, former number 1 of the 1st generation of warriors. If only Teresa is here." He looked down at the ground while sweating. Most of the warriors finally sensed the incoming demons. They braced themselves as the approaching hordes of demons trampled the ground and creating an earthquake within the earth.

I tell him. “I would like to go with your team Gamma.” The warrior says. “My niece was taken and she is all my sister has. She lost her mate a few years ago.” “What is your rank warrior?” I asked him. “Three sir.” “You can be with my team.” I tell him. “Rise your hands if you are ranked one through three.” I tell them all. More than three quarter of the warriors raise their hands. “Alright. Who is ranked one and two?” More than half keep their hands raised.

He took a step forward and instantly, he was right in front of Severin. "Hey, kid. So you're a level one warrior emperor, are you? Let me test how strong you are!" After he finished talking, he unleashed his powerful strength into the air. As a level two warrior emperor, his strength created immense pressure on many people. Despite that, it did nothing to Severin. He remained calm as usual like he was not bothered by his enemy. "This is it. His enemy is a level two warrior emperor. Do you think our Supreme Leader can defeat the enemy?"

"Don't look so scared babe. The worse he'll make you do is fuck him. It might be pleasurable depending on-" Losing all his sense of his cool, war let go his mate and his cool demeanour flew out the window and into Trent's face. The blow to his packmate forced the large in height and width man to stumblya few feet backward. A sickening crack sounded. Trent groaned before his hands went to his face, letting loose a slew of curse words. His fullname was Warren; but that didn't suit him much. War was his name and he felt the surge of the power from the name flow through him as he stalked over to Trent.

They all nodded their heads. Alpha Aaron's men will soon be here. Once they arrive, I want you to monitor them and listen to every word they say and watch everything they do. I want you to report them to me. You all know I'm on a quest to become the supreme Alpha and the only way to become the supreme Alpha is when Aaron is out of the picture. He is the only one holding and stopping me from becoming what I should be. I suppose every one in this room agrees that I am the most worthy person to be the supreme Alpha.

I answered shortly, not giving her much to work with. She seemed to pick up on it, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Do you have a code name?" she asked, her curiosity growing. "Umm, yes." Shit. If she asks me what it is, what do I say? I was a lead warrior, but I wasn’t a ranked member. Why the hell did I lie just now? I was confused by my own behavior. "Can I know what it is?" she asked cautiously, her voice soft but eager. "Umm, usually it’s… Delta."

Roman POV I got an urgent mind link from my warriors to get to my brother Reign’s home, my pulse hammering in my chest as I raced there. I contacted by mind link my oldest brother, Hamza, and a few trusted warriors to meet me there. Calling on my wolf, I pushed through the terrain as fast as I could, grabbing only a t-shirt and joggers, which I tied around my neck to change into later. Every second mattered. Every second was a chance to prevent more suffering.

Out of the ten, only two remain, General Six and Eight. I didn't die, but I'll say I failed. I ran off from my duty post. Embraced the call for love and submission, but I got nothing but betrayal and resentment from it. I wanted to admit it. I was General Six. The female warrior everyone feared, respected, and didn't cross. Most packs wanted me by their side. I wasn't just any warrior. I was strategic, not just in my skills in weaponry, but in negotiations as well. I couldn't admit it.

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.