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Just yesterday he didn’t want me and today, he stared at me with a hunger in his eyes that I couldn’t dismiss. He was unpredictable and dangerous. And hate is as much as I did, I couldn’t deny the one truth. He owned me. Just like he owned everything in this castle. So he could do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. And what could I do? ‘Escape’ the word filtered through my head. That was the only way. That man… Finn had offered me a quick way out. And it was starting to look like the only way I could truly be free from the king, was to steal from the king.

Behind him, more men stood up straight, their faces tough and serious. “We have orders.” he said firmly. His voice was commanding, but I stayed calm. “Move out of the way. We're checking every house in the pack by order of the Alpha King.” I crossed my arms, looking up at them boldly. “Search my house? What for?” “There's a runaway person.” he said directly. “The Alpha King's orders.” He motioned quickly, and two soldiers stepped past me to start looking. I stepped aside, but not before giving the man a dirty look. “The king must have better things to do than send his soldiers to bother harmless people in the middle of the night!”

Jake was expressionless but Sandra could tell that he was angry. “My elders, my thanks for considering me for the position. I know it must have taken time and a lot of consideration for you to finally come to this decision but am afraid I will have to refuse. I have a pack that I love and would like to continue running. I have no knowledge of running a kingdom, so please choose someone else, one that will be more suitable for the position, and look at alpha Regan, he runs the biggest packs in the Northern region, he treats his people well and he is a fair man. I think he will make a good king.”

He stood strong and mighty in the middle of the field and everyone knew, it was the end. A golden trail of markings on his body, one similar to the stories of a wolf that ran mad once upon a time. The rogue King. The Rogue King’s eyes snapped open and the darkness in them caused chaos. “Run!!!!!” Elixir yelled and everyone scampered for dear life as the Rogue King lunged for them.

It made no sense. But none of it mattered now. I had to run. For her. So I turned and ran after Da’ana, pushing my legs to move faster. The dock was ending and the forest was getting closer and closer by the second. I stole a glance behind me. The two strange wolves were down, struggling to stand. Reigh was trying his best to distract the King, but he was losing. Fast. And the King took advantage of his desperation, avoiding a desperate bite before ducking under Reigh’s next strike. Spinning on his knees, sharp and fast like lightning, he changed direction and ran, straight at me.

The King said to his men. “A force that is capable of driving out the impossibilities in mankind, never a weak one because great men like me were not made weak and never to become one. The heart of men is full of fear and wihtout fear men could achieve all posibilities even still all thaings that are impossible. In my dreams I ruled over millions of people over the land and men kneel before me and worship me for my bravery. My clan the Funni clan is the bravest among that men are now afraid to come closer, we are the wise ones that should rule until if there is an end in this planet. I am embarking on a journey, a wild and dangerous one and shall carry with me three hundred of my best men wh

But the man shrank back, hiding like a turtle in its shell. Nikki didn't let up. Her relentless pressure, combined with mounting scandals about the company's president, triggered mass withdrawals from investors. Gaius's company's stocks fell like stones dropped from a cliff. Inside the company, chaos reigned. People panicked. In recent years, the company had been preparing for transformation, relying heavily on investor funds. Yet investors, willing to break contracts, pulled out en masse, leaving the company's cash flow on the verge of collapse. I only learned about all this after two months of rest abroad.

---------- In the bustling city somewhere in America, Phoebe is seated inside the Starbucks quietly enjoying her coffee. "Have you heard? The Beischel's Heiress is actually the reason why the well known Nikholas Fairbourne suddenly disappeared." Phoebe was about to take a sip in her cappuccino when a woman's voice from the table behind her stopped her midway. With the mention of that familiar name, her heart actually beat erratically. "What do you mean?" another woman's voice. "Well, can you believe it? He was actually engaged with the young Beischel, but the heiress suddenly ran away. He must've been so heartbroken and humiliated that he hid from public." the first one once again gossiped.

ATTICUS POV Our body twitches and flexes as we watch our mate board the train. How she convinced us to let her go is still baffling us. We gave the agent accompanying her strict orders but something could still happen to her. She is going to a place of conflict. Conflict in Outcast. We can't believe it. Every book we have read says Outcast has never had any issues. It's design has always served it's purpose well. But now they are having issues. Now that we are King it is having problems.

She did not yet understand that every step she took lit a trail only I could see. “Run,” I thought, not unkindly. It will make the reunion sweeter. A presence stirred at the edge of my awareness now; another power, sharp and controlled, cutting through villages and ruins with intent rather than instinct. Not Ava. Something else. I smiled wider. “So,” I murmured to the wasteland, “the west sharpens its knives.” Revna. The King’s discarded blood. Cold, clever, and ambitious in a way that had nothing to do with prophecy and everything to do with hunger. I had felt her movements too— quiet disruptions in loyalty, murmurs turning into discipline.