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My wolf started to growl, lowering Mason down to my side. "You thought you can sneak up on us you bastard?" Biorn's taut voice echoed in my ear as my wolf started to feel anxious. "Stay!" I said steadily to Mason still looking straight into my enemies' eyes growling strongly. Here is the link to my facebook fan page https://www.facebook.com/rishanovel/

“Not quite.” Wolf managed a quick grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’d be more of a canary down a coal mine.” “Not making me feel any better,” Cain muttered. “The canaries died, Wolf.” “Better me than all of you. Or the women. Or the kids.” Wolf stared around the room. “I offer myself up to Viper and work with him in exchange for everyone’s safety. I act like I’ve come down to heel, and the whole time, I’m workin’ with Denton and King to finish The Hellions once and for all.”

It is listening. Behind us, branches snap. One of the werewolves, Dax, and the female mercenary, Liora, are arguing about direction. Therin’s voice joins in, smooth and mocking. Elyra glides ahead, muttering something that might be a spell. The she-wolf, Renna, keeps close to the witch’s shadow, and the older wolf, Corran, trails her protectively. The rest scatter into fog. “Just a tip,” the Herald’s voice booms from nowhere. “The forest feeds on loneliness!”

"Too bad my crystal doesn't possess a single bar of cell signal up here. The moment we return to a territory tower, I will. I guess that picture will serve as my official blood announcement to the entire werewolf world?" "It definitely can be." "Wait, does the Supreme Pack Director actually possess personal social media?" he asks, highly amused. "What elder millennial wolf doesn't?" He snickers softly. "Are you currently following my feed?" My grin doesn't falter for a single second. "I only follow the corporate Dominion account, Ryker, and Soraya. However, my wolf will rectify that mistake right now." I pull my own crystal device from my leather pocket. "No service on mine either. Damn." I

Leon and Dom where stood in together with their bloodied hands touching. “Kill them all.” I heard Hunter scream as he seemed to writhe on the ground in pain. I watched at the rogues across the small field all shifted at once and charged towards us. Seconds later, Leon's men shifted and moved like a finely tuned unit. My view sudden was obscured and I looked to see a beautiful golden wolf standing in front of me, growling. “Shannon?” I whispered, and the wolf turned and gave a small bow of her head. Her wolf was enchanting and the way her fur moved reminded me of swirling liquid gold.

However, it was obvious that we were concerned about the difference. I wondered what he meant. Then he typed again. Wolf: “If you feel unhappy now, killing in the game is helpful to vent your anger.” The game system said in the next second: “Wolf has gone mad and started killing mode.” Wolf killed Snow so easily, just in two moves. Snow seemed could not believe it. “How could you kill me?” Wolf: “So What? Bring her back to life, Lucifer.” I was stunned at the situation. I had thought that Wolf would help Snow to kill me> Unexpectedly, now he kills Snow directly, who was hiding behind him just now.

Felixe’s POV “They’ve found us!” I gasped breathlessly, watching the wolf escape. He would surely warn them of our presence if he reached his pack. Carl picked up his weapon to shoot it, but before he could do so, a bullet pierced the wolf’s body and it fell to the ground. It was so sudden, we were left dumbfounded. I glanced at Carl since he hadn’t shot the enemy. Then who did? “The snipers!” said Leandros, gesturing towards the forest. “They’re all over the place. I’ve engaged them to cover me. They’re using special silver and anthrax-infused pycrete bullets. It’s a sure shot way to kill the Flame Hounds instantly.”

Contemplating the idea of confronting those who had wronged me, I simultaneously experienced fear and hope, two emotions that seemed to battle inside me for dominance. Before I could even think about taking revenge, I knew I had to buy a weapon - not just any weapon, but a powerful one that would make sure my revenge would be swift and decisive. The only option that came to mind was a sniper rifle. I consider myself fortunate because I had a contact who could assist me with this task. And I was also fortunate Sean taught me how to handle a sniper rifle. I already talked with a man, Mikael Svenssen, who was known in both Sweden and Russia for his involvement in the smuggled gun market.

This time, the new smoke hoops looked deadlier than the last puff. “Shit!” The sniper cussed as the enraged boss monster enveloped the area in a white smokescreen. It was a sniper’s worst nightmare. With her only ally incapacitated, Sasha wished they didn’t split up with the Death Princess. Loading her gun but unable to find her target, Sasha fired shots in every direction.

I growled sourly and he pouted. “Poohy,” he responded and took a big swallow from the bottle. Removing his jeans without incident I instructed him to roll over so I could see the entrance of the bullet. Kirill obliged and groaned painfully. “It's hitting a nerve and my wolf can't heal me with the metal inside of me,” he hissed. “That's why I'm going to remove it,” I stated firmly and he nodded. Examining the seeping wound I bite my lip at the hole. “Did it hit your femur,” I asked him curiously.