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I've never seen anything like it in real life even after years of living with a syndicate. And I don't know anything about this. I have zero survival instinct! "Whatever happens, don't go out of the car," he strictly ordered. I nodded eagerly as I wrapped my arms around me. How are we going to survive this? "I need to go out to join the crossfire," Matias said all of a sudden. I don't know why he's informing me. I'm not his boss. I wanted to stop him but his job required him to. Why does he have to go out? Can't he stay here where we are at least safer from the bullets?

“Unlikely, but if I do… I hope Frans dies with me so we can be together in the afterlife.” That is such a cold way of looking at it, but I guess it’s pragmatic under the circumstances. I don’t mind dying tonight, but I don’t want Mara to die. The only reason I’m still fighting is for her and Gregory. It’s as good a reason as any other. A man who doesn’t have a reason to fight is a useless soldier. He’ll give up as soon as things get too difficult. “Why are you even fighting?” I ask Kahn. “If you’d rather be dead?”

Matto laughed as he took the dishes into the kitchen. We spent the day watching scary movies and talking. He really was an interesting person and I loved hearing his stories. He told me more about his mother and his father. His mother had passed away when he was sixteen of cancer. He told me that for a few months after he lost his mother he had contemplated leaving the tribe and becoming rouge. Then one day he was out hunting and came across a hiker who had lost his way. The hiker was being chased by a bear and was about to be attacked when Matto shifted and fought off the bear. After the bear had run off, he had looked back at the hiker and could see the gratitude in his eyes. It was then t

"You are lucky that we can't put an end to your useless life at the moment because you also have to give an explanation to the Gregorys, but after your moment with them, we will make sure that every one of our bullets makes contact through your every core, body, and soul and puts an end to your precious time on earth." He will be given to the Gregorys. That was all Matt got from Kyle's last statement. Matt's heartbeat leaped when Kyle made him aware that he would be handed to the Gregorys. He may have only heard one bit of good news ever since he was captured. Well, aside from the fact that Elliot is dead. And this bit of information will be enough to endure whatever pain Elliot's men will b

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“I remember everything. I remember you lying to me the whole time. And I remember… that you don’t love me at all.” I closed my eyes for a moment, suppressing the sting rising behind them. Then, I lifted my head and met her gaze directly, calm and resolute. “That’s right. I have never loved you. I saved you, coaxed you, and called you my wife… all because you’re strong and could keep me alive. In this cannibalistic apocalypse, emotions are the most useless thing. Only self-interest keeps us alive. Now that you remember everything, do whatever you want with me. Kill me if you like.”

“I might send someone in undercover. Just for recon. If I do... it’ll be Matt.” My eyes snapped to his. “Is that safe?” He met my gaze. “It’s Matt. He’s the only one reckless enough to try it and smart enough to survive. He did this a few times for my dad before he passed. Matt was his beta too.” Mandy and Sebrina lingered, lingering by the map with hands tucked behind their backs like schoolgirls. I expected them to leave quietly, but instead, Mandy nudged Sebrina. "You know, you’ve got to stop interrupting my mapwork."

He answered. “We’ll send him to Hell, even if I have to drag him there myself.” Matty said to us. “Tiffany, do you want to get out of here with Garrett for now?” Matty turned to me and asked. “Matty, you died, everything you had is gone. I also sold my house; we don’t have anything of our own.” I reminded him. I still didn’t know how we would explain his resurrection to anyone. It was impossible and I didn’t want to think about it right now.

"I have chosen to defend myself. I would never admit to a crime I didn't commit but that doesn't mean I'm not ready to die." "And why is that?" I didn't see a hint of mockery or spite in his eyes, if anything he looked curious. "I have lost my reasons to live." He looked at me with a cocked eyebrow and before he could ask, I explained further. "I had three reasons to live up until now…" "The first is the only family I had who must have worried herself to death by now. The second is a mate standing before me with hatred in his eyes." And the third was the child that used to grow in my belly.

Matt looked up making sure there was no one watching from the walls or surrounding builds. “Ok we're good, there’s only four. I can’t see past the openings but we should be fine.” Matt said with a shrug. “Plan?” Sarah asked, looking past him trying to see what he saw. “Fuck it?” Matt smirked. “Seriously?” Sarah half laughed. “I mean we should keep one alive so we can question them but eh…” Matt shrugged. “I guess its, Fuck it.” Sarah laughed and then stepped out into the light. “Fuck, I wasn’t ready.” Matt mumbled as he too stepped out.