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They were her strength and she needed them now more than ever. Tessa's head snapped to the tree line when growls filled the air. She stood inhaling the pungent stench of rotting flesh that only Rogues possessed. "They're close! Everyone shift and fall in," she ordered, taking her spot in the front with Cadence as the warriors prepared for battle.

Thinking his name had no effect on me at that moment, which clarified everything. My eyes rolled into my skull when Orlando plunged in without warning, claiming my body, this time without a barrier. He hoisted me onto the counter. With each thrust, his kiss deepened, consuming not just my body but my soul. I knew I had fallen for this man more deeply than I ever had for Brian.

“I’m not just a vampire…I’m part warlock.” “Oh shit!” Kat muttered. That was a very dangerous combination, no wonder he was an Overlord in the city. The power he would have at his disposal was more than a match for hers. She bit her lip and looked out the window. He raised the hand from her thigh and grabbed her chin turning her face back towards him. “Don’t fear me.” He said in a deep seductive tone. “I don’t.” Kat said as she met his eyes calm and unafraid.

In addition to this, the fear and being obedient to his sister was also embedded in his mind, just like a installed program. "Well you see sister, it's not what you think. I have just met her...." Eduard briefly explained his encountered on the forest with Roxy. He didn't tell the part that he was the one who killed the Mercenary, he just explained that he commanded his knights to kill them. After, he was done explaining, Estrella got a gist of the situation and calmed down his anger. "Okay , I understand now. Then aside from that, let's talk about my worries because you enter a dangerous Forest."

“I’m glad you understand this Oliver. His too close presence vanished just as quick as it had become close. He was at a corner now, his jaw hardened and his gaze at a plain wall. “You both will grow into love, just as your mother and I did. Our both packs will merge, strengthening our armies, multiplying our resources, leaving us more than prepared against rogue attacks.” He stopped to take a breath and added, “There has been reports on something strange. Most said it's the rogues growing more powerful and had somehow placed their hands on some…magic.”

I said, voice cold and clear, “and I have killed every man who dared to speak my name with venom in his mouth.” No one spoke. They dared not. They could see it. I was different. I didn't follow rules anymore. “I have buried the Vipers. Burned the Alessandros end their allies. Taken Pablo’s head from his shoulders. If any man here still believes I’m not worthy to rule, then stand. Speak.” Silence. Even the wind dared not move. I nodded once. “Then from this day forward, I claim the title none of you could hold. I am the Overlord. The chain ends here. The war ends here. There will be peace, my peace. And any man who threatens it will be erased. Family or not.”

Five seconds ago, I was whining about the sweltering heat in the RV, begging Hudson to use his extremely precious powers just to make me a damn popsicle. Then the memories flooded in. I was nothing but a piece of arm candy in a sweet romance novel, clinging to others to survive. Hudson was the overpowered male lead. Before the world ended, I had chased him relentlessly until he caved. After the apocalypse, I hadn't changed a bit—I was a total brat.

He seemed unsure how to proceed, the desire to move closer to Judencia evident on his face. “Pyotr!” I snapped, losing my patience. “You said Hannah has caused some kind of trouble. Are you going to fill us in on what you know or just ogle Judencia all day?” He turned his head to look at me, a sheepish grin playing across his face, and began to speak. Hannah had managed to kill the King and his Luna. She was ruling the kingdom now, an empty seat beside her that she claimed held her mate. She had declared war on all of the supernaturals. Pyotr said it had started with the witches before rapidly evolving to include anyone else that she felt had caused her harm. Hannah had well and truly lost h

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

She hoped they remembered the sound of their own laughter, the laughter they thought she was too broken to hear. Because when that day arrived, Rebel would no longer be the trembling Omega in the corner of a dining hall. She would be the storm they never saw coming. She would be the rising tide that ignored their walls and their titles. And when the water began to rise, she would make sure they were the ones who drowned in it.