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He snatches his phone and quickly types “ And if he hurts you Tank and I will kick his ass.” I have to laugh at that. “ Thank you, Ratchet. I’m scared but I will try. I need to talk to him.” I said. He types “ I got you girl.” Ratchet holds his arms out to me. I have no problem going in them. Like Merigold, and Speed, Ratchet is a hugger. I pull back to see Goof standing there. He smiles at me and signs to Ratchet. “ You trying to steal my girl, brother?” Goof asks. We all laugh because we know that is the farthest thing from the possible. Ratchet is a great married guy to a man. I am not even in his orbit. Ratchet signs and Goof translate for me “ No, brother, just watching out for my sist

“What the fuck did you just say?” Ranger smirked through bloody teeth. “Wrench. Marcus ‘Wrench’ Greene. One of the original six. The mechanic genius who helped you build this club from scrap when you were twenty-two years old.” The older members shifted uncomfortably. Jax’s face went dangerously blank for a second. Hazel stepped closer, voice rising. “What the hell is happening? Why are you all looking at me like that?” Jax turned to her slowly. His eyes were haunted, calculating. “Hazel… go outside.”

I barked. “I did give you a cure. A stake through her heart. Will end your misery and, from the looks of it, hers. A useless sheltered life she’s led.” Max joked. “Regardless, I’ve made a promise, not only to Amelia but to myself. I will not harm a human over that thing.” I declared. “I won’t tell if you won’t.” Max shrugged, and he almost made me smile. If only the thoughts of that thing weren't running around my head since she got here, I would have been able to give a normal reaction to one of my friend’s jokes.

Chuck said with the anger in his voice becoming too obvious. Everyone had the right to be furious as it stands. "There's nothing to judge other than doing what everyone wants" Carly said as everyone nodded to it. "No! If you do this then that psycho that calls herself Raven would deal with all of us. She gave us three days..." Mr Tartal flared up. "Three days before she kills you and not us. We will save our heads. How about you protect yourselves with your Betas, gammas, omegas and the likes. Your members are larger than ours. I'm advising you as a friend" Rufus said taking up his things.

“You’re willing to tear apart innocent families just to satisfy your own hatred.” Andrew’s eyes flashed, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of something beneath his smug exterior—was it regret? No, it was something darker. Bitterness. “You don’t know anything, Luna,” he hissed. “You’re just a witch who’s bewitched her way into power.” Before I could respond, the door swung open, and Chris stepped inside, his expression grim. “We have a problem,” he said. “What now?” Jake demanded.

Neon ink slithered under their skin, pulsing faintly in time with some rhythm I didn’t want to identify. They were not drones. Not vampires. Just… people. Broken and welded back together by this place. The leader—Wires—twirled a length of chain lazily, the end weighted with a chunk of broken concrete. “Nice gear,” he said, eyeing our scavenged weapons. “And you made it down here without getting mulched. Impressive. Shame you won’t last long.” “Maybe we’re here to join the neighborhood association,” Jax said. His tone was light, but I could see the way his shoulders had shifted—weight balanced, knees loose, eyes tracking angles and exits.

“I think you’ve said enough.” Kendrick nodded once. “I probably have.” Then he reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. “I just wanted to give—” Xavier immediately moved in front of me. “What the hell are you reaching for?”

"We didn't come this far to wait in the driveway." "The... Watchers... are... calibrated... for... your... fear... don't... let... them... see... the... Omega..." "I’m not an Omega," I hissed, my eyes turning to shards of lethal flint. "I’m the one who’s going to dismantle their architecture." Ryan stood by the airlock, his tactical suit hissing as it adjusted to the lunar gravity. He looked at me, then at the chain, his amber eyes full of a haunting, rationalized grief.

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

(\bm{R}) that ensured no equation would ever truly balance. Lucas appeared beside her at the "Omni-Valve," his form a shimmering silhouette of "Molten-Iron." "We’ve done it, haven't we? No more 'Shifts.' No more 'Cycles.' We’re the 'Engine' now, Audrey. We’re the 'Tick' in the clock."