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"Not him!" I groaned. "Stop doubting the guy Haruto. I'm telling you that he has truly changed. In fact, he's helping me look for the person who started all this" Haruto huffed. "Helping you? You really think Toshiro will help you? It's like you've forgotten he's one of the major reasons we're in this graveyard. He raped Sakura for fucks sake! He also made her abort the baby. To this very day, that girl doesn't even know he did it and you trust someone like him? A person who keeps sextapes of most of the girls he fucked? Don't tell me you've forgotten that he's the one who uploaded Aera's video on numerous p**n sites. He's the reason she was known as a 'local prostitute'. He even shared her

They, too, mourned in their silence, not just for their dead, but for the dead. Amidst all these, there was the hint of a feeling Sethlzaar couldn't reconcile with the savages the realm had forever taught them to be: Respect. Whether it was simply for the dead or only those lost in battle, he couldn't say. But one thing he could say for certain was savages didn't show respect to their enemies, be they dead or alive. So what did that make them? If not savages, what are they? "What troubles you, brother?"

Blood and screams painted the night, forever changing lives, just as well as it ended them. Savannah's parents weren't spared. She watched in horror as her mother was ripped right in half by a rogue the size of two men stacked atop one another. She couldn't move as her father's head was torn right from his body, and chewed like an oversized apple by one of his attackers. Only after then, did her limbs again strength to carry her deep into the forests, because deep down, she knew that if she remained as still as a statue before them, she would end up sharing the same fate as her deceased parents.

The word help is spelled out using rocks that have been pieced together to make the letters. Savannah is the one who brought the makeup spear along. She gives off the impression that she is an Amazonian warrior getting ready to do battle, but in reality, she is going to spear some fish for them to eat. "I really like this stuff." She mumbled something while she held the spear. She slowed down her pace so that she could prepare for the reaction that her heart would have, but that was not the issue at this point. When Savannah observed the man lying on the rock and appearing to be in pain, her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide.

"People are talking about the way you handled Rydan. They’re saying you didn't just kill him, you ended a whole era with total brutality. They saw the way you stood between two Alphas and told them both to back off. They think you're a force of nature, Lyra." I sat there in silence, the words echoing in my head. I wanted to be respected, and I wanted to be seen as a warrior. But Savage Luna? It sounded so wild. I looked down at my hands, the same hands that had cut Rydan’s throat without blinking. I was short of words. I wanted to argue, or maybe say it was too much, but I couldn't.

He could hear her laugh as she made small talk with her colleagues and he could feel the professional atmosphere of the other government workers around her. "It must be different from here right?" He asked himself. "It has to be" he nodded, answering his own question. Humans found some joy in their jobs because they had underlying principles for their actions. Like how killing was murder and it didn't matter the authority of the one who did it. In fact, just for that alone, they could smile at each other and make jokes even if they were insincere. It was different for Als though, as Chieftess Jelena Savage could kill anyone who defiled her and all she had to do was provide a good reason for

He felt so embarrassed. He explained, “It’s a misunderstanding. She’s Charlie.” What? Hugh and Phil jolted, unable to comprehend the news Guy told them. She was Charlie? How could that be? How would Charmine, a woman, know about ancient technology? Why would she fight against Safford agents? How would she even have the courage to enter Safford's territory? At that moment, Charmine walked up to them and handed them the box. “I managed to retrieve the sword. I hope Mr. Cherny can keep your promise and give me the red wolf bones.”

Savannah questioned, trying to open those shackles which Nathan had intentionally made for himself. “Stop,” he screamed and curled with another stroke of breaking bones. “Get away,” “Call the driver. He is outside.” Nathan instructed. Savannah dropped her bag and left the house immediately to look for the respected man who could help Nathan. But as she looked around, the ground shifted underneath her feet, and two wolves killed the man she had come to look for. Her screams came out, and her body started shivering, watching them kill the driver brutally. She caught their focus as the growling, hungry jaw cocked in her direction. Could they be the same as she saw in that shop? Are they followi

"Are you telling me that this woman is a savage wolf?" "No, she is not." Jasper replied firmly. Hilda knew that her husband, Jasper had grown up as an orphan in a wild forest near the Iron Crest pack where the savage wolves lived. It was a miracle that he didn't turn out to become one when her father had brought him into the pack when he returned from a hunt. Despite his extensive knowledge about them, Jasper abhorred the savage wolves and killed them on sight without any mercy because he later found out that one of them killed his mother when he was little. If Giselle really was a savage wolf, she was sure that he wouldn't have let her walk away so easily.