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- Chris replied as a fireball appeared in his hand and was about to hit Selene's stomach with it. At this sight, Damon first felt a great anger inside, quickly turning into a fury. In an instant, an inhuman roar broke from his chest, and two huge black wings appeared behind his back, shooting upwards with a loud noise. Those wings were really huge, and as they fully developed, they began to beat the air with strong sweeping movements.

Flame and Ekron's wolves circle one another, Onyx is silent, assessing him as he snarls and snaps at her, waiting for the best moment to make her move. When she does, sinking her teeth into his neck and digging her claws into his side, I notice movement in the crowd and ready myself to intercept anyone trying to intervene, but instead I see a slow trickle of deserters slipping away to become rogues. The remaining individuals glare at them, spitting out words like "traitor" as they pass.

The forest around me dissolved into darkness, replaced by jagged flashes of memory, visions I didn’t remember living but felt every ounce of as real as the night air. I was a child again. I could hear the frantic shouts, the low growls of wolves, the sharp metallic bite of weapons slicing through the night. Father—Orin Stormwolf—was cornered, fighting with all the strength of a true alpha. But his own beta… my blood froze as I realized the betrayal. The beta’s family, Karen’s parents, had turned against him. The man I had called father all my life. And there was Damon, moving through the shadows with practiced precision, and beside him, the priestess—the one who wielded fire as easily as bre

"Come with me willingly and I let your pack live. Or resist and watch everyone you love die before I take you anyway." The bond pulses. Liam's fury crashes through it like a tidal wave. "Over my dead body," he snarls. Price's smile widens. "That can be arranged." He raises his hand. The serum wolves move as one. And the battle for Iron Valley begins.

“So you still like being stroked there.” A blast of rage exploded in Tasha’s mind and zoomed through her body. Oh, she’d slaughter them both! Amber for being a slut, and Onyx for betraying every promise he’d made since he arrived. In seconds, she was up the steps and opening the front door. Stunned, she stopped dead and frowned. Onyx looked up at her from his spot on the gray vinyl floor where he was crouched, petting Kass, who was still in her wolf form. And that was when it fell into place. He hadn’t been talking to Tasha, he’d been talking to Kass while Tasha looked on, chatting away. Relief washed over Tasha, making the rage subside. Her wolf wasn’t totally relaxed—her focus was on Sansa

"That’s odd. It’s unlike any mark I have seen in this pack." Storm shrugged, "well, Aaro is unlike any fucking woman I know." I had a snowflake and a crescent moon, probably because of the last name Snowden and because Storm belonged to the Winter Bone pack. But to me, it was pretty fucking obvious why Storm had the mark he did. It’s because I’m from the Iron River pack. I had snow to represent Storm and he had water to represent me.

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I felt a bit confused about why we had to stand behind them. Owen's hair started to glow as he spoke softly. As his voice grew louder, Tom's dark hair and eyes began to shine too. Saint remained still, but tears streamed down his cheeks despite Tom's thumbs covering them. Owen placed his hands on both of their heads, causing them to lose consciousness. I caught Saint while Chris did the same for Tom. We placed them side by side, and Owen sat between them, quietly chanting some spells. Chris and I simply observed as Tom and Saint's hair sparkled and twitched while they lay there, unconscious.

From Lore’s position on the ground, he could tell the journey would certainly be rough going. Yet he leapt and began to fly, following Lyra into the unknown. * Lyra and Lore flew side by side through the treacherous storm. Below them, the ocean waves churned, black and vengeful. Thunder rumbled in the distance, coming from the same direction as the mysterious column of light. Lightning flashed, too close for comfort. For the first time in a long time, Lore felt the danger of death lurking at his shoulder.

I repeated calmly, looking into the mercenary's eyes, as black as his hair, but without even a hint of the cosmos that the other killer I knew had. The wolf thoughtfully tilted his head to one side, not so much holding my throat as stroking it. In his eyes I saw my reflection: so calm and so incomprehensible to him. What are you fighting for, woman? - he asked. “For the same as everyone else,” I replied, risking removing his unresisting hand from me. - For the future. Far away in the dark gray sky sparkled the lightning of a thunderstorm coming from the east. Forty-two kilometers left behind, and Alyosha turned off the SUV engine. The gates of the military base, closed so long ago that it ha