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“Oh… that's not…” "You know a lot about them?" Valerie asked her. She looked Khloe up and down with her eyes, trying her best not to look judgmental as she did. Khloe was extremely stunning for an older woman. Her hair with not a single grey hair in her dark chocolate hair and tight coils. Her eyes a soft amber eyes. "But that doesn't mean it could stop anything!" Her wolf tried to reason. “You were just wrong mere seconds ago! Listen, she has clearly known them since they were BABIES! That would just be straight wrong!” Valerie sighed.

She better get used to it—with Kaia, Zoe, Summer, and Zoe’s warriors, the she-wolf energy in this group could power a nation. While Mom and Mist start sketching a strategy, Gondul turns to another Valkyrie. “Find Selene, Thor, and Hecate. We need them now. Go!” The Valkyrie doesn’t respond. She just whistles, and one of those stunning white horses bursts from the trees. She swings onto its back, kicks her heels, and is airborne—lightning cracking in her wake.

Delta team now had females, witches, and vampires amongst their ranks. The Valkyries had evolved over the years. They were more like warrior monks and nuns than soldiers. Since they didn’t sleep, they spent most of the nights meditating and connecting to Life. The rest of their time they spent serving their queen, Thea. Being highly attuned to her, they often anticipated her needs. Early on, they took all of Delta team’s training and earnestly practiced martial arts. Then they developed a unique hierarchy. Varied needs arose, and individuals stepped up to specialize. Then they got their own version of a Delta Team.

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

It's a step up from a mailroom clerk. I reach a hand out, ready to shake his, but am only met with disappointment. Mr. Valiant, a head of dark brown hair cut short to his scalp, half glances in my direction before his attention falls back to the oversized phone as he taps on the surface. The phone and tilt of his head hide his face from my position, but I don't need to see it to visualize his looks. His pure blue eyes soften the powerful jaw and nose that also adorn his face. The man has eyelashes for days. It's impossible to miss his hotness factor.

Folkor says and Valory stare at him with her mouth agape and Folkor continues. "Enya, Love, this is Valory, she used to be my lead warriors, but her mate is the Beta of Jarek's pack, so she joined him." He says and Enya greet her with a shy smile and nod, but Valory who recovered from her initial shock look at her with narrowed eyes. " You are jot a dragon, wolf or anything I know" She says and look around sniffing in te air. "I don't know what any of these people are" She says suspiciously.

It didn’t even matter if they were shot down on their way - they simply kept on going with resolute grit and determination. Among the various skirmish vessels, Freya and her Valkyrie squadron led the way. All 48 of them were in their usual Varulv mecha, but updated with the best equipment possible. Or, at least, best at combating Imperial armaments. — Squadron: Valkyrie Squad Leader: Freya Loadout: - Hrothgar Tyr “Varulv” Light Assault Suit [A] - Myrmidon Technology “Gungnir” CoilSpear [A]

A second later, his eyes nearly budged out of their sockets. Written neatly beneath White Viper was a single name that caused the gears in his mind to spin. Valkyrie.

And then, as Valkyrie emerged fully into the light—everything stilled. The warriors gaped at her, their exhaustion momentarily forgotten. Even Gamma Dwayne—usually unreadable, always composed—seemed momentarily at a loss for words. “What in the gods’ name…” someone whispered. Valkyrie’s appearance had changed. Before, she had been a fierce yet unassuming warrior—strong, determined, but blending among us. Now, she was something else.