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Ace wanted to slap himself for forgetting. Without a word, he placed his hand around her waist and picked her up, bridal style. She gasped in shock as she looked at him while her hands wrapped around his neck because that was where they were made to be. “What—you don’t have—please put me down.” She looked so worried that it made him frown deeply. “Why?” “I—I don’t want to tire you.” Her body was stiff. Am I making her uncomfortable? Thought Ace with a deeper frown. “And why do you think you would?”

Anyone who dares to disturb Ace's calm will end badly. "No one is allowed to hurt those close to me," Ace muttered still with sharp fangs in his teeth, his eyes blue with a gaze as sharp as a sword. Her hooves are as long as a wolf's, that's the combination of Ace and Smith's strengths. "I have to see where Theresia is now."

Tears streamed down my face as I fell on my knees to the floor with my eyes closed. “Please leave,” Keith said from somewhere so far away. “Look at what you are doing to him, it took me weeks to finally get him to come out of his room. I don’t know what you did, but whatever it is, it really messed him up and I can’t stand and watch my friend suffer because of some rich punk who can’t take no for an answer.” I felt the familiar arms of Keith wrap around me but the movies were not calming down, they continued to rage a war inside my head. “Please just stop,” I said as tears continued to roll down my face. “I can’t take it anymore. Just let me die.”

Half shifting so that only his claws would come out, Ace slashed at the throats of those coming in his way, uncaring if they were the undead or shifters. As Ace marched deep into the millions of fighting soldiers, he saw the odd foot soldiers using spikes and battle axes. Finally, he had reached his goal and leapt into the air, ready to attack Luna Crystal who continued to stand still and stare at him. Just before his claws would have slashed across her face, however, a loud sound echoed raising a large storm of sand.

Gunnar mumbled, rolling his eyes while pouring a measure of whiskey for himself. Ace situated himself behind me, cupping my chin and forcing me to tip my head back to meet his gaze as he stared down at me, "Fix?" He mused, the tip of his tongue tracing the seam of his bottom lip and I felt goosebumps litter my flesh, "you're right, I can't fix shit," Ace agreed, making certain his hazel eyes bored into my blue ones, "but I can break things. I break beds, backs, and even sweet pus—" "You have three seconds to let me go before I elbow you in the nutsack," I interjected with a scowl.

"But know one thing before you do anything, Emerald. I don't play my cards without keeping an Ace in my hands." "What do you mean?" A smirk tugged at the side of his lips. "You tell him, and I'll destroy him. Now Achilles's Rosebud won't do anything to break him to pieces, will she?" A shiver ran down my spine. Destroy him? "You can't. You don't have that power. Ace isn't an ordinary man you can just…"

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

They wanted me alive, but they didn't care if I was broken. Leo and Ace didn't wait for my command. They moved like a single organism. Leo channeled the resonance of the ship, making the floor beneath the guards ripple like water. As they stumbled, Ace lunged, his small body hitting with the force of a full-grown wolf. He didn't use claws; he used his Kinetic Burst, a power he had inherited from the Silver Line, to knock the weapons from their hands. It was a "face-slap" to the Southern tradition. These men had trained for decades to fight Alphas, but they had no defense against the raw, unpredictable power of the Triplets.

Hiraya Celeste Point Of View "Where's are the Wilson's Clan? Did they arrive?" I asked dean. He immediately nodded and started to arrange the weapons we have. We only have guns, shotguns, bombs, samurai and crossbows. But the more bombs many of us have. It is because Ace made it in rush and atleast we have advantage on it. After they arranged everything we needed we immediately put it in the car. I can see the nervousness on their faces and can't paint their faces because maybe they're not ready to fight the ace of spades. But there are also some of them who are happy and excited because they want to overthrow the most treacherous organization in all of Asia.