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An astonished scream came out of her throat, and her eyes were still wide open. "J-just level 1?"

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

The scene is a silly sight to behold although the girl is crying her eyes out. [Ahahahahahaha] Cheng claps in thrill! He never assumed that the system would upgrades 2 levels from the original game... [Wow, your luck is really bad! The first world that you get is a C-class world which means that the level of this world is among 60 to 69 per cent!] Well...its fine cause he can obtain more interesting hot drama and the entertainment would not be too tasteless... "I know that you are always an evil doll but this is too much...!" Ava complaint but the doll barely hear anything that she says. He is too busy laughing and twirling presenting a Chinese fan dance “shànziwǔ” to express his joy...

Lucan was getting blue in the face and his struggles were dying down, not that they were much of anything in the first place. Where were the other members of the pack? Where were the other people attending the summit? Why had no one come out with the commotion Alpha Horell was making over the existence of men in our pack? I couldn’t physically do anything, I wasn’t even up to Selene’s level of physical strength, and so I shed a mental tear for Lucan in advance, the most I could do to assist him was heal him after alpha Horell was done with him. He always did say he missed having someone to spar with, the only problem was that this was less of a spar than a onesided beatdown.

Back at the dorm, I made a quick bowl of instant noodles and sat down at my desk to start today's training. It wasn't until my eyes began to sting from the strain that I reluctantly closed my laptop. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a new notification. I unlocked it and saw that Hugo had posted something on his social media. [It's so great having you. Thanks for making me hangover soup when I drink too much.] The photo showed Luna in an apron, busy in the kitchen, bathed in soft lighting that gave it a warm, cozy feel.

“No. I let you go.” Silence. Diego’s hands clenched. “What’s your game? And who are you?” The sorcerer turned toward him, those dark eyes gleaming. “My name is Saren Valis, and this is no game, Alpha.” The title dripped with meaning, with something too knowing. “You must know…” he continued, turning back to the rebel leader. “That Bor Khulan is watching. That the rebellion is already shifting. And that your ‘mission’ will determine where the tides fall.”

It had a chequered front strap, double diamond grips, stainless steel and engraved frame, polished gold finish of the Wilson Combat Classic Super grade handgun. Eden had seen it in Malakai's hands multiple times and absolutely loved it. In all honesty, she was just taking it now to piss Malakai off, and trust me, it worked. Malakai was fuming, Eden was going to be a lot to handle, he could already tell. He knew she would not be easy to control, and that was an understatement. Eden had become one of his best too. By the time Malakai reached his office, Eden was long gone.

A soft glow drifted into his peripheral vision, steady and familiar, and Riley turned slightly as Lumi floated closer, circling him once before settling at his side as if it had been waiting there the entire time. “You’ve just been hovering here, yeah?” he said, a faint smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. Lumi bobbed once in response, its light pulsing gently. Riley let out a quiet breath, the moment grounding him more than anything else had so far, before shifting his focus inward and pulling up his interface. The screen appeared cleanly in front of him. Nightwalker — Level 4 Race: Human Class: Luna Druid Free Stat Points: 8 Eight points wasn’t a lot, but it was enough to make a diffe