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"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

Energygrid then looked up in the sky to find the Omni-craft spiraling out of control and heading straight towards them. " Ah, Prime? ” Energygrid said as she tried contacting him through her commlink. But to no avail. Then the ship began to release multiple rounds from its laser turrets. Nearly hitting Vicegrip and Energygrid in the process. " What the hell furball ?! ” Vicegrip said. " Our commlinks aren’t working,” Energygrid said.” Look out!” The Omni-craft continued to fire towards Vicegrip and Energygrid. As if it was possessed by a demonic presence or some type of illusion. Then Energygrid summoned a force field made of

I tap my fingers on the armrest, waiting for his answer. He proudly rests his back against the office chair and smiles. "Janet Johnson." I nod. Her name playing in my head. I get distracted from my thought when my phones' ringtone fill the room. I pick it up without wasting much time. "Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem." I look up at Seth then at the table. "What's that?" "The ship transporting our weapons, can't be found." "What!" I furrow my brows. "When did you realize this?"

She smiles, "Yes, mate. So why would you run from your mate? Do you plan on rejecting me?" "No. I didn't want to be rejected." She looks at me for a second, then to her beta and then back to me. "Why would I reject my mate?" She asks. "Well because you are an Alpha and I am scum." A flash of pitty crosses her eyes. "You think you're scum because you are a rogue?" I nod. "I used to be an omega too. That's why I am scum. I'm not worth anything other than being a slave." She looks at her beta again and he shrugs.

She always knew when I would talk to her and would get on to me for it. My mom also caught on quickly to the little crush I had on her at thirteen years old. She told me Omegas have one purpose, and that is to serve. She said they are liabilities to all packs and should honestly be kicked out. She said if Hannah Patterson hadn't saved me that day, she would force my father to kick them out. She pushed me to never even speak to Chloe unless I was issuing an order.

There was a Legend passed down from ancient times that there was a Realm above the Thorium Realm, over the years it came to be referred to as the Emerald Realm. It was said that in order to reach this realm, one needed to become one with mana. Everyone had unique interpretations of what this meant. Ultimately, it was regaled as a legend and no one managed to succeed regardless of their interpretation. The New Grand Elder was a young, brash, and ambitious man named Dauntless Omi. He almost immediately launched a war against the Devos family with the help of thousands of mercenary guilds. Chief of which was the Weaponsmith Mercenary Troop led by Swordsman Ju, Crazy Spear Lee, and Warhammer Bru

He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you desperately want to run your fingers through them. Vanessa's eyes almost popped out of its socket when she unconsciously saw his lower body. His Dick was HUGE and was slowly becoming erect upon her stare. Vee didn't mean to look but she couldn't help it because she was in shock. Her legs were refusing to move an inch from where she stood. Absentmindedly noticing similar features with Logan Matthews and Henry Matthews, She concluded that this was HIM. Brian fucking Matthews, the CEO of Matthews Creations, the owner of the most expensive night club in the city. She remembered a fellow staff saying that he was into real e

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

“Give me your hand, let me draw some blood, if my guess is right, given by your age” Polly gave his right hand, feeling nervous. “What do you mean?” he asked, not daring to look at his hand. “If my guess is right, you're not a Beta but a Recessive Omega because Beta's never reached far hundredths.” Penelope didn't understand what's about a Recessive Omega and the age difference between ABO, but he knows what was an Omega, he gripped his backpack, resting on his lap, if he's an Omega, it will be troublesome.

Amaris Maxon stays quiet as I relay my story, his face remaining expressionless, which is as irritating as all heck, because I can’t even begin to tell what he’s thinking—for all I know, he thinks I belong in a looney bin—and with how I grew up, maybe I do—but that’s not the point at the moment. The point is that I’m pouring my heart out to this relative stranger and I’m getting absolutely nothing in return. “So, after opening a gorge in the earth and then finding myself surrounded by a pack of wolves, I took off. It was all too much.”