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My fur was unique as it was a silver color and I had a black strand on my head. I attacked the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack immediately and gave him a bad bite on his neck. He was bleeding profusely. I was also getting tired at that moment. They've been after us for weeks. They are the only pack that has taken me so much time to kill ever since I became a protector. I continued killing the other wolves as they were omegas and rogues, it was very easy for me to kill. I changed back to my human form immediately and I was naked. I didn't care. Alpha Jareth must not die. I went to Alpha Jareth. I grabbed his wrist and he was hot.

Levi’s presence lingered here like a stain that wouldn’t wash out, even though he’d been locked away for months. Gavin’s hand rested firmly at my lower back, steady and protective. He hadn’t said much on the drive here, and I knew it was because he was worried about me. “Stay by my side,” he had told me as we got out of the car. The guard led us down a narrow corridor and stepped outside a reinforced room. Thick glass separated us from the inside. Levi sat at the table, wrists shackled, his dark hair longer than I remembered, his face gaunt… but his eyes were the same.

“You will be dead within days. The Conti’s already sent Gina to threaten you, they won’t give up.” “How do you know about Gina?” She asked surprised. “It dosen’t matter. Now do you want this deal or not?” “You promise to let me go after six months?” She asked carefully. “Yes. Think of it like a business deal.” “Fine I accept.” “Good. That means no running away and doing what you are told. Agreed?” “I agree.” “And I promise to protect you.” He stretched out his hand, she took it reluctantly, knowing she was making a deal with the devil.

“ Name.” Levy knew that he was asking for the name of the person he was searching for and then answered, “ Ginevra Watson.” Regal looked up at her but he did not say anything. He simply closed his eyes and started to chant. Levy watched as black markings appeared on his skin and soon he was covered in ancient relics which made her gasped. She turned to look at Logan who looked back at her and nodded, “ He has a bit of guardian blood in his veins but only one of them which means he is still weaker than you.”

Chapter 19 Levi exchanged a quick glance with Fester, their eyes mirroring the fear and determination that coursed through their veins. The injured man's message ignited a fierce resolve within them. They knew they had to act swiftly and decisively to protect their pack from the impending danger that loomed over them. The fallen man lay sprawled on the floor, his breaths coming in shallow gasps. Blood trickled from wounds that marred his once vibrant form. Levi's hands trembled as he gently cradled the man's head, his eyes scanning for any signs of life.

I spent my time training the new Protector Corps, wolves who had volunteered to defend the assembly from existential threats. Teaching them combat was easy. Teaching them restraint was harder. “A Protector’s job is not to win every fight,” I told my current class of twenty recruits. “It is to end threats while causing minimum harm. We are not warriors conquering enemies. We are guardians protecting something precious.” “What if the threat cannot be ended without killing?” a young female wolf named Serra asked. “Then you kill. But only as a last resort. Only when every other option has been exhausted. The moment you start choosing violence first, you become the threat we are supposed to prote

"It's us, brothers!" "Gareon," Keron acknowledged. "What are you--are you the Patrol Team sent by Forward Post-131 earlier?" "Yeah," Gareon replied as Keron and his team slowly neared. Behind Gareon, three more tended on a sitting Protectorate with an abdominal wound. "His regeneration tank was busted." He approached the bloodied brother with Keron following closely. "What the hell happened?" Keron asked as he watched the wounded Protectorate hovered his hand over the horizontal laceration of his stomach. He watched as a faint glow escaped from the palm of the Protectorate, who attempted to seal it up with little progress.

"If we don't reach the outflow in ninety seconds, we drown in the dark." They ran through the maze of concrete and steel, their footsteps echoing like heartbeats. As they reached the massive circular outflow that led to the Singapore Strait, a figure was waiting for them. It was The Protector. He stood in the shadows, his heavy ballistic armor dripping with water. He held a small, glowing device in his hand—the Syndicate Black-Box. "The boy is safe, Ma'am," the Protector said, his voice a gravelly rumble. Elena stopped, her heart leaping. "Where is he? Where is Leo?"

I send, beckoning my friends to follow me. "Hell yeah, they've been sitting getting dusty, I'll load them up." He sounds more than a little excited, which I'm gradually learning is typical of Levi. We always thought he was a bit of an idiot, but it's becoming apparent that although he seems to be making everything a joke, he's actually a damn good Gamma and I can see why Abaddon kept him around. "Ok, you can come, but you don't leave the car and you'll have weapons, you shoot anyone who even snarls your way." I tell them and they nod, following me down to the garages where it seems like hundreds of warriors are gathering.

For a long time, Levi held me in his strong, protecting arms, as if to protect me from the storm that was brewing outside and the one that was tearing at my insides. Considering what I had concealed from him, I didn't deserve his consolation. I didn't push him away, though. I allowed myself to lean into him for the first time in days, finding strength in the one person who appeared to be able to withstand all that was collapsing around us. I'm not sure how long we stood there before Levi eventually drew away and looked into my eyes. Softly but firmly, he pointed to the ledger that was still in my grip and said, "Let me see it." I reluctantly gave it to them. He turned the pages over, his jaw