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This is so frustrating. None of them talked, so I plowed on. “I get your point, Kat. I know that you are only doing it for me. And I get you, too, Lu. I know you are only looking out for me, too. See? You both have the same good intentions. But the problem is that you both are clashing. How about you guys let me decide on this one, hmm? Since this is about me, let this be my call, okay? And when I need help and cannot decide by myself anymore, then that is when I call you both, and hear you two out. Sounds great?” They both nodded their approval, much like lost puppies.

We stood in a rough diamond, anchored around the directives we’d just stolen from a god. No one said anything. We didn’t have to. The code‑storm rose around us, howling. A mission card flickered into existence in midair—flat, garish UI overlaid on raw script, like the system couldn’t help but couch even this in familiar terms. > [FINAL ROUND UNLOCKED: REWRITE OR DIE] > [PLAYERS: WILLA ROANE, CORVIN THORNE, SELECTED ALLIES] > [PRIZE: SYSTEM REBIRTH OR TOTAL ERASURE]

It was a calculated insult, specifically designed to wound his Alpha pride and create the opening I desperately needed to escape. His hand closed around my wrist like an iron shackle before I could take two steps. "We are not done talking, Seraphine." The moment his bare skin touched mine, the entire world exploded around us. Lightning raced up my arm, setting absolutely every nerve ending on fire. The mate bond slammed into place with the devastating force of a freight train, stealing my breath completely and short-circuiting my brain. My wolf, who had been dormant and quiet for hours, suddenly howled inside my mind with recognition and desperate, overwhelming want.

she asked, looking at him suspicious. He flashed his breathtaking smile “Would I lie to you?” he asked with his husky voice, looking at her eyes before opening her hand and placing her cheque on it. She swallowed, accepting it back. Her heart started to race, he was too close to her. “I sense some sexual tension, do you two need a room?“ Blaze asked mischievously. “We are just friends, kissing friends but just friends” Amaya snapped at him. “Kissing friends, you say?” Blaze asked, amused.

When the upload finally completed, I rushed to check Adrian’s latest data. My gut dropped. His robot had changed into a spider model exactly like mine. Every parameter matched, down to the last decimal. His upload time? One minute before mine. "Too many humanoid bots in the competition this year," his post read. "I’ve decided to use this spider bot instead. If you guys like it, I’ll even send you model kits…" I swept everything off my desk with a violent crash. "How? Why?!" My eyes burned, my control hanging by a thread.

She smiled softly, her hands stayed to her side. He leaned in. "You should have tried. I don't care who you've promised." The touch of his lips tightened her stomach, She was overwhelmed by the rush of emotions. She knew it was too late to back off. She started liking him. This hate-love game was more confusing than anything in this world right now. Her hands slid on his constructed stomach. He tightened his hold, deepening the kiss. She opened up for him as he bit on her lower lip softly. His tongue was teasing. It felt incredible. She kissed him back and that made him growl.

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.

Poor Marcel is doing his best to comfort Vivienne, and in a funny turn of events I’m glad Alec isn’t here to see this. “Our final two competitors have overcome exceptional odds, and have made it to the final round. When the timer starts, our competitors will have one hour to execute, pun intended,” Hexton smirks, as the crowd laughs, “The final blow to their opponent. Only one can leave the arena alive. Should both competitors still be going when the timer reaches zero, they will both be forced to forfeit their wins and their lives. Everything hinges on this final fight. Whiro vs Blackheart, just who will win?!” He shouts, once again working the crowd up. I sway and have to steady myself as

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Charli install a bomb inside the hotel, within 2 hours I need to finish my mission because if I failed, I would explode into pieces along with those people who stayed here in the Hotel. When those Indian boys disappeared in my sight, my face automatically turned into dark and serious aura when I also realized that I am in front of my guest’s Room, which is Mr. Chen, a Chinese Businessman, and my target. I continued walking towards the door when someone blocked my way that made me stopped. It is his Bodyguards.