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"Take him! Take Father to the healer—now! He's bleeding too much!" Ace fell to his knees quickly, his massive arms coming under Artemis's form. The elder Alpha winced in pain as he was lifted up, but his grip on Seraya's wrist did not loosen. "Seraya…" Artemis whispered, his own voice a weak but insistent one. "Don't… don't risk yourself—" She shook her head wildly, her tears flowing hot down her cheeks. "I said go! You'll die if you stay here!" Her Alpha tone, fierce and unyielding, rang with finality. Artemis’s resistance broke, and Ace nodded firmly, his jaw set in determination.

she smiled at him, and holding his hand she followed my father and walked to the centre of the patio next to him. Everyone was there, waiting for my father’s announcement. He called my mother over to him and rubbing Andy’s head, he addressed the crowd. “Two rogues tried to kidnap Andy a few days ago, and they would have achieved their goal if it wasn’t for Aria’s bravery. Despite being an Omega, Aria fought them and saved Andy, risking her life. Luna Sarah and I wish to thank Aria publicly and declare that from today onwards; Aria belongs to our female warrior’s team. I, Alpha Jackson Taylor, grant you, Aria Sims, the warrior’s rank,” His Alpha voice boomed all over the place and everyone lo

Sephora's POV “Sisters! Today we train! We must strengthen our bodies, minds and souls! The power the Goddess gives us must not be wasted!” My sister's voices filled the air, carried by the wind as they reached the furthest ends of the pack. Artemisia stepped forward. I smiled; it had been ages since I had seen her in her gear: Her bronze chest plate, dazzling with bright blue jewels, polished by Lunaria’s waters and blessed by the Goddess herself.

On the night of the full moon, as Grandma Evelyn's tales took on a new significance, Alex felt a strange stirring deep within him, a primal urge that he could not ignore. With Grandma Evelyn's guidance, Alex ventured into the heart of the forest, where he experienced his first transformation under the light of the moon. It was a moment of revelation, of awakening, as Alex embraced the true nature of his being and accepted his place within the ancient lineage of the werewolves.But as the truth of his heritage came to light, Alex found himself faced with a choice: to turn away from his family's legacy or to embrace it fully and carry on their tradition. With the support of Grandma Evelyn and A

Sophia commented, matching the evil grin on Austin's face, "I promised my mother I would be a proper lady after she died, but fuck being a lady, I'm going to go feral on those bastards." "Remind me to never piss you off, Sophia." Austin commented, wanting to lighten the mood. "Let's all calm down. Losing our shit won't solve anything. We need to think smartly," I said, and they all took deep breaths. "I'm sorry for losing my composure, Athena. I'm just so angry that they're trying to paint you as Iiar when you're the victim here," Sophia said, her anger evident in her tone. "I know, but we won't let them get away with it. Trust me, Sophia, we have everything under control," I said as my gaze

"I told you, didn't I? If you're not Demi, I will personally kill you." "No, Ace, please don't kill me..." Mei Grayson pleads incessantly, her tears starting to fall in panic. Is there anyone who can save her? She doesn't want to die, not yet. "Ace?" Arthur sneers, his lips curling, "You dare to call me that name?" His finger slowly caresses Mei Grayson's pale cheek, appearing extremely gentle, but in reality, it's cold and devoid of warmth. Mei Grayson watches him cautiously, her whole body stiff, not daring to move lightly. She is genuinely afraid that this man will lose control in the next second and strangle her without hesitation.

And that's true, every members from Axton's clan have something they are good at, and that's why is rare for them to fail in their missions. Fallon looks at Braxton before heading to the 79th floor. Some of the posion ivies tried to go after Fallon, but Braxton sends them to the afterlife with her gun. Fallon got to the 79th floor and turns on the earbuds she was wearing "Artemis" She said And Artemis sits upright on hearing Fallon's voice "Are you there already?" Artemis asked "Yes, the door is sealed, Can you open it?" Fallon asked as her eyes were fixed on the door that was sealed with a password.

I thought as the last tear wad to fall on my bed while mother was still caressing my head to soothe me. "I shall wait for you to fulfill your promise sis... ********************************************** Jenny's POV I remorse following Lucifer to the Glee club center. My sister walked out on me when I told her it wasn't the right time to see my mother. I thought making my presence known now would even put them in danger because Robertson wouldn't let him be exposed.

What he doesn't understand is why hasn't his analytics team told him about them? "Where is she!" Hunter growls while attacking. "What is going on here?!" Automatically Vanluke backed away without taking a hit. Ara who's in her mocha terno silk pajama shorts ran towards them. He distanced himself from Gunter and Hunter in case they steal a punch. "Ara," her brothers call out her name in sync. She gave them both a hug. "What are you doing here?" As much as he's not interested in the family reunion, he pulled Ara away from the two. He wrapped his arms around her possessively. He glared at them. "Who are they, Ara?"

When other occasions, he wanted Logan to go ahead cut out their organs right on the spot, either way, Logan agreed. Leon smiled, swiping the scalpel toward Logan. “She was a great one.” He said, glancing down at the lifeless woman. Her eyes sealed. A frozen grip of pain registered on her face. Her lips and eyes pulled tight. Leon had tilted her head upward facing the ceiling. Logan nodded and stood. He patted the table below her cold stiff feet, “I’ll be back in a second.” Before he headed toward the door, Leon cleared his throat, waved at Logan again. “Wait,” he said, pointing toward the counter, “Grab that glass jar.”