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He looked at his son and saw the hurt on his face. Just then, Shadow came beside her and placed his arm around her shoulder and glared at Zack. Alan caught his scent and knew that he was a werewolf. “Lily, who is this young man?” Alan asked her. “This is Shadow Rivera.” she told him. “We’re classmates.” “I’m also her boyfriend.” Shadow told him, continuing glaring at Zack. Alan and Zack looked at her, shocked and for confirmation. She nodded in agreement and looked at him, glaring at Zack. She nudged his stomach gently and shook her head at him when he looked at her to tell him to knock it off.

Shawna Shadow, and Shaid: Shawna looked at him with a sad smile and said, “I love you.” Then she threw herself backwards causing Shaid to lose her balance, Shaid reacted and pulled her hands from Shawna's neck as they both fell to the ground. Shawna's neck was bleeding, she was fighting for air, but couldn't get any air in, she was choking on her own blood. She knew what was happening, she just hope Shadow would get to Storm before Shaid could recover. Shawna heard a bunch of shouting and growls before she closed her eyes and let darkness take her.

But his voice wavers—just a little—and that’s what makes me take one step closer. Before I can respond, I feel the strength of the shadows encasing me. A sharp pain courses through my body, and for a moment, the darkness swallows me whole. But then, Shadow’s hands wrap around me—steady, relentless. His energy flows into mine, merging with it, and for an instant, all I feel is him. His love, his rage, his pain… everything. It’s as if our souls are intertwined so deeply we cannot live without each other. “I told you I didn’t care what happened,” Shadow replies, his eyes blazing with overwhelming intensity. “You won’t tear us apart. You can’t.”

“Shadow, why are you the only one standing when Gary and I are putting our lower bodies on the sofa?” Gary is looking at Joan with admiration at how his old friend remained the same as in the old days, then he speaks to Shadow, “You don’t have to be concerned about me, Shadow. Despite my desire to kill you, the fact that you didn’t know that Selina was my daughter was enough to earn my mercy. So, I ask you to raise your head and follow Joan’s words.” Shadow’s heart has been touched by a sliver of relief, prompting him to be less careful and follow Gary’s command to sit, as elder Joan instructed. Joan, on the other hand, is interested in learning the truth about Selina, who is his close frien

However, when the little girl jumped down and ran to a couple a few feet away, he felt relieved. He turned back to the woman who was staring at him with gorgeous hazel eyes. Gunnar wanted to run to her, but he didn't think that was a good idea after what just happened, so he took slow, steady steps. She was doing the same until everything else just faded away, and they were surrounded by each other's scent. "I… I'm Alpha Gun… Gunnar of The Shadow Howlers," Bianca smirked at him. He stood well over a foot taller than her but stumbled over his words like a lovesick teenager.

"You? You get a gold bar for burying a coffin. If your brother could do the job, wouldn't it be better? "You've laid to rest so many young souls, maybe it's your turn now." Mom's face twisted into something monstrous, her arms and legs jerking towards me like a puppet on strings. I sobbed and stumbled backward, "Mom, it's me, Silvia, what are you doing?" "The Haunts world is here. No one's going to make it out alive. I know how your blood calms the wind. Maybe if we drain it dry, they might spare us."

a voice said from the doorway. Vanadine could smell the fear coming from her as she nervously entered the room, avoiding his gaze. Of course she’s scared, you’re a Dark elf to her. “I assume you’re Marrin?” He asked. “Yes, master,” the girl said with deference. “God, there’s no need to be like that with me,” Vanadine said. “I’m nothing like the rest. In fact I’ve got more reason to hate them than you. I want to thank you for helping my love to escape and if there’s anything you ever need that I can provide, never hesitate to ask. You’ve got nothing but gratitude from me, Marrin.”

“We don’t have the number for that. I can’t risk the lives we do have on a maybe.” “Don’t worry too much. We’ll keep in touch, Gray. You know you’ll always have us as allies, no matter where you are,” Delia tells him, her voice softer now. I start walking again, making sure to walk in the direction of their voices. Their scents. Earth and sweet and spice and sage. As I get closer I hear a snap from underneath my foot, and look up to see Gray’s usual blue eyes flashing yellow. He blinks and shoots me a fake grin.

“It’s me.” A tear slid down his cheek, unhidden, unashamed. “I have waited… forty-three years to see you. To hold you. To tell you that nothing I did was out of malice… only manipulation. The Crimson Shadow forced me out...” The Crimson Shadow…The one who attacks me in my dream. They're very…wicked. If I hadn't encountered them, I would never have understood what he was saying. My knees weakened. Everything inside me collided at once. Grief. Relief. Confusion.

Anika was thrilled until she laid eyes upon the tour guide instead. Damien Laskaris, the fourth strongest warrior in Shadow Pack, did not want to be a warrior, instead he was a storyteller and a tour guide in the small town of Paphos. He wanted nothing out of life until he met his client who took his breath away from the moment they met. Will Damien fight for her love or will he ket her go like anything else in his life? 📌Omega's Onslaught An attack, a rejection, a reclaim