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“What the fuck? No, I won’t. Don’t even talk like that. I’m not letting you go alone. Don’t be stupid.” “You will, because I’m still alpha and that’s an order.” Arron and Wolfe rushed in while I turned my back to them. “What’s going on?” Wolfe questioned looking around confused. “Listen, I don’t have a lot of time, and apparently communication isn’t my strong suit, so I’m just going to say the shit, and I expect you to hold the questions for now. Onyx is a vampire and wolf hybrid. She didn’t know. I found out a little while back and just told her maybe two hours ago. She fucking left like the hard headed asshole she is without even giving me a chance to explain. But I love her and I’m not ac

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

Onyx panicked, her struggles getting stronger Oswald's eyes were vague and his grip lengthened on Ruel's neck. "I'm been nice enough, it's time I put my threats into good use..." His smirk darkened. "... staring with my Beta here," "No!" Onyx shrieked. "I swear to the goddess I will kill you, Oswald. Don't you dare touch him!!" Oswald stared deep into Ruel's grimy eyes. "What do you say, Ruel? Join me to greatness or meet your demise?"

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**Rowan:** “Swarm signatures confirmed. Lead wave ETA thirty seconds. Hold until fleets form up.” My crown spins faster, heat blooming in my chest like a furnace igniting. **Crown of the Storm Queen** active—violet lightning crawling along my arms, crackling hungry. *Skill Ready: Sanguine Eclipse (Cooldown Complete)* *Ultimate Ready: Abyssal Canticle – Planetary Scale* The swarm arrives. A wall of black carapace and hunger blotting the stars—millions of void-beasts pouring through the tear like ink flooding water.