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I’m also hoping that I’m not going to have a big issue with Jade accepting the idea of this rejecting without too much of a fight. ‘Brad, can you please come to my office. I need to talk to you about something and I will also need you to get the phone to the Black Blood pack.’ ‘No problem Alpha Damian, I’ll be there in a few minutes with the info that you’ll need.’ ‘Brad, why are you using Alpha with my name when we been together since birth and grew up like brothers.’ ‘I’ll be there in a few minutes Damian.’ ‘Alright Brad.’ It didn’t take Brad to long to get to my office and hand over to me the book with all the packs in America, so I’ll be able to the Black Blood packs number.

Alright — let’s carry the momentum straight into Chapter 2 of Shadow Heir, The journey began before dawn, the keep still cloaked in darkness when Eolan stepped into the courtyard. A thin mist hung low, curling around the hooves of the waiting horses like it feared to drift too far from stone walls. The air smelled of wet earth and pine, fresh from the night’s rain.

📌Omega's Onslaught An attack, a rejection, a reclaim After surviving the rogue's attack near Paphos, Cyprus, Zack Adamos realized that he has an older brother that was the Gamma of Shadow Pack. He was instantly accepted for his place in the pack as their Omega for his skills with herbs until he was trusted to be an acting Beta. What's worse, it would seem that his true mate, Sam, was rejecting him as well that made Zack went into hiding.

One wasn’t—just like Ronan had whispered in my ear earlier, giving me dirty instructions that left me soaked. He leaned against the sagging doorframe of the open shack, arms crossed over his powerful chest. His black t-shirt clung to every ridge of muscle. Moonlight sharpened the hard lines of his stubbled jaw and turned his eyes into dark pools of hunger. That slow, predatory smile curved his lips and made my cunt clench hard. “You’re late,” he rumbled, voice low and dangerous. I stopped in front of him, breathless. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

Adyatma's steps are not far from the same path. Shandy was annoyed and chose to go home because his monitoring had been half-hearted, yielding no results. Arriving at his residence, he ate lunch and took a shower to refresh his brain. If his brain is fresh, he is sure he can come up with brilliant ideas to lure Meily out of her hiding place. "Where have you been? Are you busy all day?" Shannon asked as her father was just getting out of the shower. "Did daddy cut his hair? Dad looks handsome!" praised the girl who saw her father's new look with a close-cropped haircut.

“Storm, didn’t I tell you? Your dad is busy with important work—” Storm clung to Shadrach with all his strength, his little hands clutching at his shirt as if letting go would mean losing him forever. “Mommy, I know he’s busy because he’s a superhero. But superheroes have families too, and they spend time with them!” Shadrach's chest swelled with pride. He could hardly believe that Wynter had spoken about him with such admiration, despite everything. She had told Storm he was his dad—a superhero, no less. It was more than he deserved. But in his heart, Shadrach knew no one could dispute this bond. Blood or not, Storm was his son.

Sabastian said, pointing at the hallway furthest from them. Shadow nodded his head, length his claws, and started pulling the hearts out of every monster in his path. He didn’t say anything because he felt like it wasn’t real but he was feeling the mates bond getting stronger. He couldn’t mind link in here so he could only go by the pull he felt. He just hoped that the connection leads him to Shawna and his boys. He had never felt the mates bond with her but he is hoping that the feeling he is having is his boys calling to him. “Papa's coming boys.” Shadow said, as he and Sabastian made their way down a hallway leaving the doc and his men fighting the monsters that were still coming in from

I dip my voice a bit, not wanting him to know my real voice. He grins, brow twitching. He leans in, raises his hand to my lips. His fingers sensually, slowly brush over my lips. The matte black lipstick staining his fingers. “It’s daddy to you, little flame,” I puff hard breaths, his hands sweeping over my chest. “Daddy,” I taste the word on my lips and swallow. It tastes rich and sounds dominant like him. “Good. Now…” Shark reclines over the sofa, hands on the headrest. His hips shift forward, legs spread, trapping me in them.

"I’m completing us." Leo reached out and grabbed the Shadow's hand. He didn't pull it toward him; he invited it in. He showed the Shadow the beauty of the Unwanted. He showed it the taste of the cold stream, the sound of Meilin’s laughter when it wasn't bought, and the absolute, terrifying freedom of having nothing to lose. "You don't have to be the King, Leo," the "Actual" Leo whispered to his shadow. "You can just be the father." The Shadow's flint-like eyes softened. For a split second, the Chapter 1 billionaire looked like a man who had finally found the light at the end of a very long, very dark hallway.

She couldn't complain to anyone else either, it was not only about her job but also her responsibility and dedication towards the Thompson's dynasty. Sylendra was just an orphan when great master Thompson adopted her, she was brought up by Thompson's dynasty like a daughter. Now she wanted to pay back everything with her loyalty towards Thompson's, by serving her entire life to the same. Scrubbing her body slowly, Sylendra breathed out in relief, feeling the warm water calming her senses. Her hands very slowly rubbed her curves washing them with elegance while her joy was ended. Out of nowhere the power of her bathroom went off making her flinch strongly.