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But this afternoon is an important meeting with James Preston that I have to prepare for. Mr. Preston owns a medium sized business that Mr. Storm wishes to buy out. His company may not be a large one but they have some sought after clients that would increase profit for Storm Inc by at least seven percent. I have no idea how much that would be, but certainly a whole lot of zeroes. I make sure all the right documents are printed and layed out on the table in conference room one. There are fresh flowers on a side table in the corner and I check the equipment to make sure everything works.

Didn’t dress too trashy and she had these bright blue eyes that well, you guys know how I am with blue eyes. But anyway, are you guys still coming through next week? _____________________________________________________________________ RESPONSE TO FROM: The.Chris.Matthew@Ravenwood.com Hey Chief Firstly, congrats on the score. Secondly, you’re an idiot. Human girl. Like why? You deserve the puke. Yeah, we coming through on Sunday. You can show us what was so appealing about these “blue eyed” beauties. Can get Mason some? Chris _________________________________________________________________________ Hailstorm’s POV

“If you can put a halter on him before four, he’s yours. No charge. If not, the vet proceeds.” Taren reached for my arm, his grip tight. “Think about this.” I pulled away and asked for the waiver. When the tablet was handed to me, I signed without hesitation. The gate slid open. The moment I stepped inside, I felt him. Onyx stood at the far end of the pen, dark fur rough and uneven, his body tense like a coiled wire. His eyes locked onto mine. He charged. I barely had time to react, throwing myself sideways as his claws slammed into the sand where I had been standing.

'We’ll take what you have ready and scout other territories for the rest. Mike raised a brow. 'Is that the Alpha’s command?' The procurement manager leaned over to Job and whispered, 'Job, please. The Alpha was very clear. He only wants the Parker Storm-series.' Job took a long pull from his water glass. 'If you insist on the full five thousand,' Mike continued, 'we’ll have to pull stock from our overseas depots. But that changes the cost. The nineteen thousand price point is for local trade only. We’ll need to hike the rate.'

More comments pouring in, most of them positive, asking about sizes and prices and when items would ship. "Julian," I breathed. "People actually like it." "I told you they would," he said, but I could hear the satisfaction in his voice. My phone buzzed with an email notification. I opened it, my heart pounding. New Order Received: The Coat - Size M - Pre-Order I stared at the screen, unable to process what I was seeing. "Someone bought something," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Let me see," Julian said. I showed him the order confirmation. "First sale," he said, and there was genuine pride in his voice. "How does it feel?"

No matter ehat they knew, they were never prepared for a life of constant fighting between life and death. 'Yes, you were, but this time hiding just won't solve it' Onyx says in his mind. 'What?' He ask Onyx annoyed. When he came vack he was more quiet. Stewing in the back of Landon's mind, and in a time like this when he need someone to understand, Onyx will come forward and agitate him more. Talk about true friends.

The pressure felt like a weight on my chest, making my hands shake. Every single ticket in the building was sold out. The regular season was starting tonight against our rivals, the Ironclaw Titans. "Virek. Face me," a deep voice said. I turned around. Orion was standing behind me in the tunnel. He was wearing his home jersey with heavy shoulder armor and a giant silver captain's "C" on his chest. His body frame looked huge. His dark hair was already damp with sweat. His icy blue eyes looked terrifyingly focused.

Zeidan Bran eyed the heavy metal door with locks before him. He hadn't wanted to involve the Onyx in the war but as bloody as this is getting, it's high time he does. Or maybe keep it in a safe place. A safe place like South Park. But can he trust Styx enough to give him all the Onyx? What if he refuses to return it? He touched the knob and thought of how his father had given him access to the room and treasure.

Romeo revealed. "Well, things between you and Storm must be great because she has never been this happy before, and now that happiness is more valuable, since I know the kind of issues you've been dealing with," He stood up to pour another set of drinks. Once he passed me the second one, he sat down. "Alright, let's see the list of Alphas who will attend the meeting, and let's start with them for the pitch of your products..." He said and nodded. We worked around for a while, and once we landed a nice selling strategy that pleased him, we went back to meet with the others. I knew he would step up and protect Stormee if I could not, which calmed the turmoil in my mind and heart.

Taylon did not hesitate. He threw open the heavy wooden door of the conservatory and sprinted into the corridor, his body blurring as he gave himself over to the shift. By the time his boots left the stone floor, he had transformed into the massive, midnight-black Alpha of the Onyxclaw line. Stay close, Taylon commanded through the mind-link, his mental voice vibrating with lethal intent.