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As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

He cracked his knuckles, a subtle but chilling sound that echoed in the confined space. “Three against one? I guest i’m that strong for you to come to me all at once.” he said, his voice low and steady, laced with a confidence that sent shivers down my spine. “But mind you, You’ll regret this,” The first rogue lunged, claws bared and teeth gnashing. Zero sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing the rogue by the wrist and twisting it with a sickening snap. The rogue howled in pain, but Zero didn’t stop. He yanked the rogue forward, slamming his knee into the attacker’s gut before tossing him into a pile of trash bags like he weighed nothing.

I am just processing everything. 'Thank you, but to answer your question. Yes Aaron is a Lycan and he is your Beta. His Lycan, Thanatos, has always been my second hand man. So I am glad Queen Nadea kept him by my side. Oh and don't ask about that right now. I will explain that after this run.'

Ten minutes later Natalie came across Roger's latest I*******m post: "I don't know why, but supporting my sister has been misconstrued as a romantic relationship between siblings." The words carried a humor that didn't quite match his usual demeanor. Only Roger himself could taste the self-irony within them. Netizens were shocked: "Natalie is your sister?" Roger didn't want to respond, but upon seeing Natalie's name, he patiently explained, "Yes." Replying was the ultimate display of patience that Roger had towards unrelated people. Netizens wrote: "So, Roger is actually Natalie's fan and has nothing to do with the Watson family?" "I like Natalie's looks, as long as she's not a mistress, I'd

"This is what you're going to end up looking like after I'm done with you." "No!" Natasha screams behind me, and suddenly, I sense her trembling hands on my skin. I shudder at her touch. "Don't kill him!" The man struggles to talk since I'm choking him. "Natasha?" I glance down at the woman. "Give me one reason not to finish him—the guy fucking shot me!" "He is my stepdad," Natasha says, meeting my eyes despite her inner fear. She looks brave, but I hate that I'm the reason her lower lip is trembling. It breaks me further. "You're hurting Mr. Roger."

“You are as much a victim in this as I am. You don’t have to live in Bradley’s shadow for the rest of your life.” “And what do you suggest I do?” Ethan asked him and Steve smirked. “You could join me, join the rogues and climb unto greatness Ethan.” Steve urged and my heart dropped as I noticed Ethan actually contemplating the idea. “And as for you Bradley, I want to take everything away from you. Your power, your dignity…and your mate.” Steve provocatively bent his head and caressed the side of Mercedes’ neck with his nose. Mercedes tried to pull away but he tightened his hold on her and she whimpered.

But there was also a part of me that craved a resolution, a chance to expose the truth and perhaps free Roger's son from Natalia's grip. Taking a deep breath, I met Roger's gaze with newfound determination. "Alright, I'll do it. I'll play the role of Natalia, but remember, our arrangement is temporary, and there must be limits to what I'm willing to sacrifice." Roger nodded, his expression a mix of relief and gratitude. "Thank you, Sydney. I understand the risks involved, and I promise I will do everything in my power to protect you and your family as long as you fulfill your end of the bargain."

Rogue. “Ed Anderson’s nothing but a two-timing son of a bitch,” the voice said. “I’ve got access. Make me an offer.” I retracted my body away slowly, a sadistic smile growing on my face. That was one less threat if Natasha had gone down. Or one more opportunity. But Valenticia remained on the loose. And now she had fire in her hands. Because I, for the first time in a very long time … I felt the cold hand of uncertainty.

Connor chuckles but quickly regains his composure. "Damon because of Yana, Roger because of the hotel deal and Natasha because I'm not taking her back." Connor chortles loudly, "Really bro? While I understand Damon and Roger, you really think Natasha wants you dead?" I groan, "Were you not there when she said 'If I can't have you no one else can.' He guffaws at my nasal sing song tone, as I mimic how Natasha sounds sometimes. "You really know how to pick your women." He retorts.

Pretending like he didn't hear his bodyguard's words, Rome looked at Natasha and said, "You fear him. But that's not the only feeling you have for him. You also hate him." A look of hesitation clouded Natasha's expression for a moment. Then she let out a soft breath and said, "I do fear Rookie, an…" "I'm not talking about Rookie, but James, James Earl." "Why won't you let this go." "Because I hate him too, and I want to take him down before he hurts anyone else again." A bitter laugh escaped Natasha's lips as a drop of tear rolled from the corner of her eye, and then she frowned at Rome and said, "Take him down?! Don't you know how powerful Earl is, or are you trying to play reckless with yo