Novel & Cerita Now This Is An Avengers Level Threat

"I believe that we are facing a threat that is greater than any we have ever encountered before. Humans are becoming more advanced with each passing day, and they will soon be a threat to us and our way of life." There was a moment of stunned silence, as everyone processed what Nikau was saying. I could see that some of the alphas looked skeptical, while others looked worried. "What kind of threat are we talking about?" asked one of the alphas, a tall man with a fierce expression. Nikau looked at him, his eyes unwavering. "We're talking about weapons that can kill us from a distance. We're talking about technology that can track our movements and find us no matter where we hide. We're talkin

Screams follow the sound, many growls of warnings and some of pure fear. Than and I exchange looks and rush to the nearest window to see what the fuck is going on. As soon as my eyes fall on the monster which is heading for the main door, I know we won’t be able to stop it without backup. I’m about to mind-link my warriors and fathers, but Than stops me by placing his hand on mine. “Don’t,” he mutters. “My children, they’re home.” “No. Stop this mysterious bullshit. Don’t you see that thing? That massive, giant burning thing running inside? Have I lost my mind or you’re playing here?”

“But it was necessary.” My brows were drawn into confusion. What the hell does he mean that it was necessary? For what? “Please, care to elaborate. Necessary in what way?” He pursed his lips into a thin line. I could see the way his jaw ticked in denigration as he responded. “The threat is not yet contained.” A flash of fear immediately tugs on my chest, dread lumping in my throat, suddenly making it hard to breathe. “W-What?” My words faltered, my tongue thickening at the prospect that somewhere out there was even worst with the man that caused me nightmares. “B-But Burson is dead, is he not?”

Most packs and even vampire covens would use this war as an opportunity to wage war on their enemies, meaning the war will be on a massive scale. After going through the letter, I folded it and threw it into the bin at the farthest corner of the room. "All what he is writing is crap and completely pointless." I wore a aloof tone in my voice. Alpha Darwin sighed softly. "I appreciate your fearlessness, Lucian but this is more serious than you think. Axel is a threat but we have the Dark Fangs involved in this too. We both know that, the problem has become seven levels higher and tougher. "

The heavy tension is growing and my eyes flick to Aleric, who is watching Dad with a calm, almost amused hint of a smile on his face. “I hope this isn’t some scare mongering tactic, your majesty. With all due respect, but not many have actually seen these things you speak of.” Someone remarks. “People are already being killed by these beasts that even the strongest of Alphas of this country are finding a mission to defeat. I get nothing out of scaring our people.” Dad’s eyes flash and with every word my own heart is twisting. This is real. This threat is fucking real, and the worst part is it could harm any of us at any given time.

But Ael stepped closer, his voice low and sharp near my ear. “Don’t do anything stupid.” I didn’t look at him. “He walked into my home and threatened my Syl,” I said under my breath. “That already crossed the line.” “I know,” Ael said quickly. “This isn't a normal rogue pack threat you see every day.” My jaw clenched. “Then what is it?” Ael exhaled slowly, choosing his words carefully. “Something bigger than just you… or me.” That didn’t calm me. Not even a little.

"The wolves will follow you. They will fight for you… or they will fight against you, whether you like it or not." He fixed his gaze on mine. "And for that reason, I have come." I balled my fists up. "Draven, say what you came to say." After taking a deep breath, Draven spoke the words that broke the world. "She brings a threat to all of us." Like an impending storm, tension crackled in the air. The fighters behind me tensed up, their hands lingering over their weapons. Evans's eyes grew gloomy. She stepped closer and snarled, "You think I want this?" "You believe I requested this?"

I leaned forward, planting my hands on the polished surface of the table between us, making sure she saw the desperation and the fury warring in my gaze. “It spoke to me, Evelyn. It called itself a goddess. It talked about a reckoning, about an age of blood and shadow. It called it the Great Uprising. This was not the raving of a stressed she-wolf. This was a proclamation. A threat.” Evelyn held my gaze, but her composure was cracking. The smile was gone. Her lips were pressed into a thin, pale line. “You're on the brink of a war, Alpha Daven. Your mind is playing tricks on you. You're seeing monsters where there are only enemies. It’s understandable.”

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll find out myself. And when I do… You won’t like how I deal with it. And neither will whoever did this.” “Stop it.” I shook my head, the fear and anger tangled inside me. I knew he was powerful, but Scar was twisted; he was crazy, mad, everything in one. “Stop threatening me like you own me!” His voice grew colder. “Maybe I should. Maybe I should take what’s mine. Do you think I won’t? I could take those children, Katherine. File for custody. One word from me, and they’d be out of your hands before you could even blink.”

“Who do you work for? You with the CIA? FBI? Or one of the other mafians trying to crawl their way into my territory? Speak up—say something real quick. Or I’ll pull the trigger right here.” The metal of the gun was still cold against my skin, but it wasn’t the temperature that made me shiver—it was the certainty in his threat. He wasn’t bluffing. ‘Click.’ He cocked the gun. My stomach turned over itself and a sudden flash of sweat broke across my forehead. “Please,” I breathed. “You need to pull the gun down.” I wasn’t begging to live—I was trying to think, to steady myself, to stop shaking long enough to say something believable. I knew what men like Kraven were capable of—violence wasn’t