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He also said I needed a holiday with all the drama we have both been through. We arrived in Rome a few days ago, and they have been one of the best days of my life. Ethan has been taking me all around the city, exploring all the beautiful wonders this great city has to offer, and Rome is such a beautiful city. I can imagine myself coming back here a lot.

“Who told you to speak up? Emilio Garcia slapped the worker aside before walking forward with a cold smile. “Isn’t Country H the world’s strongest country? “Your country also has the world’s largest economy judging from how fast you’re developing… “If anything, you have the most money. “So what if we take fifteen billion dollars from you? “This is nothing. Emilio extended his hands toward Harvey York’s face. “Enough haggling, Harvey. If you even say a single word, I’ll make your life a living Hell!” Slap! Harvey casually swung the back of his palm across Emilio’s face. “Country H has outstanding people, land with abundant resources, and money that grows on trees, but what does it have to do

Nala licks her dry lips and breathes deeply as she knows the scent is fading slowly. Nala pulls out her conversation when she finds out Raymond doesn't like it. "I was wondering, did you come indeed to look after me?" Raymond shifts his body to face Nala. Stare right into Nala's bead without blinking. "That's right, Nala. You have me. Although this is a consequence of Ray having half-human blood. But Ray's happy because it's Nala," he said. Ray groped his chest, then continued. "Here is a sign of ownership that already existed when Ray was born. Since Ray is half-human, Ray's owner can have Ray and do whatever he wants but Ray can't have one."

I remain deadpanned in my expression as I wait for him to explain further. "Seriously? Mārs? Have neither of you heard of it?" Zavian gasps as he looks between his father and me. I share a look with Colt to see if perhaps he knows who this person is, only to see the same confused expression mirrored back at me. "Where have you two been living? Mārs is only the biggest corporation in the World." Zavian huffs, crossing his arms over his chest as he sits down, acting as though Colt and I have been living under a rock. And well, I guess he isn't that far off as I've been so focused on our pack that I've tuned out anything to do with the outside world. So I guess, in a way, both Colt and I have b

Everyone knows fuckers full the states, especially New York. “Is Russia better than us?” I ask curtly but I bite my tongue for asking that question. Akim will not respond. However, he surprised me with his pieced English. “Russia’s basically filled with thugs and mobsters not fucked up civilians like that dude over there.” Wow… I think the relationship between us is gradually improving. I’m so stunned he responded to me. I smile but the profundity of it all makes the smile break into a large grin. “What’s funny?”

Any supernatural being caught without registration papers is detained indefinitely. Through the connection, I felt Seraphina's cold fury. How many have been captured? Hundreds. Maybe thousands. It's hard to get accurate numbers. They're not exactly publishing statistics. I paused. But there's something else. Something you need to know. Tell me. Humanity is fracturing. The nuclear strike on US soil has caused international outrage. Russia, China, the EU, they're all condemning it. Calling it an act of domestic terrorism against American citizens. Human rights groups are protesting. Not everyone agrees that we should be exterminated.

They couldn't believe the daughter they were so proud of would do something so… filthy and immoral. George was shaking in rage. He stepped ahead, trying to confront Zack, but he shoved George into the shoe cabinet. "Ms. Sampson's villa doesn't let homeless people in. I can't believe you're her father-in-law. Look at you. Even a homeless guy wears better than you." Zack scoffed. Mockery was oozing from his tone. George was groaning in pain, and color was draining from his face. I held him and called the maid to help us out. This was an emergency.

The new land provided everything Ricard and I had hoped for. Untold miles of forest and hills to explore, isolated farms, small towns and villages, and a few growing cities for when we felt the need to prowl the streets of a more urban setting. We fed where and when we wished, making no distinction between the dark-skinned native peoples and the newly arrived immigrants from our former homeland. As Ricard had predicted, America was for the most part a savage land. Only in the cities did we bother to hide our kills. Otherwise, we let the deaths be chalked up to the warring tribes and wild animals that filled the sparsely populated sections that made up most of the country.

“You can come next week for the rest.” Hunter grabbed the man by his shirt and pulled him. He lifted him up and gave him the devil’s stare. The man had known he was facing death in its eyes. “Please Hunter.” “Give me one reason I shouldn’t break your bones now.” “Please, I have a family.” “Is that a reason?” “I know something you might be interested in.” “What could that be?” “I know you escaped from Zambia.” “So?” “There’s a rumor circling around that there is manuscript about the Hamuumbu’s.”

Ruby Ever since that human bitch came into our family, she has been tearing it apart. Human fucking scum. They believed she was some goddess? She will be the end of us. Our ruin. She has everyone wrapped around her finger, including my Damien. I had to get her away from my family, even if that meant doing something that went against everything I ever knew. If the enemy pack of Ryders wanted her, then they would fucking get her. The farther away from our family, the fucking better. I put in a call to a contact of mine in Tallahassee that resided in Ryder's pack.