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he said. “Yes, Alpha?” His gaze hardened. “Are you fighting for them because you’re a bond slave?” he asked bluntly. The question struck harder than I expected. Memories tried to surface, long days of punishment, Vanya’s cruel voice, the constant humiliation. But I forced those thoughts down. “No, Alpha,” His brow lifted. “I’m doing this because it’s my duty. I swore an oath during the Luna ceremony,” I continued. “To serve the pack and protect its interests. If slaves and omegas are suffering, then it becomes a matter for the Luna.”

He wiped the frown on his face and replaced it with a cocky smile. “So Bitch, what do you want? Money huh! You know you have always been hungry …like a slave” Volk said drawing out the last word. Before Volk knew it, Trix was right in front of him. “No! Don’t you say that again!” she threatened. Her eyes wild. “are you not a slave?” Volk Said and in a minute Trix charged in front of Volk with a small knife. Volk merely snorted.

The seer fired back making everyone laugh. “Trolls are not violent dear seer, they are the same as your kind, they are not violent, but it doesn’t mean that there won’t be any rotten potatoes in a sack. Like you.” The troll elder fired back as well but before the seer could say anything else Tia chanted a spell and sealed his mouth. “You should have done that a long time ago.” The troll elder said to Tia.

Xavier and I chorused, and exchanged glances at each other. "Stone? What do you mean by she's not just a mere slave to you? If she's not a slave to you, what then is she?" Xavier whispered, and I turned my gaze away. "Why is this slave important to you both? It's understandable that this stupid Xavier has feelings for her, but what about you, Stone? Are you also in love with her?" Lord Xeus asked, and I rolled my eyes at him. "With all due respect Xeus, give the slave back to me. She's my slave, and I don't think you have any right to kidnap her without my permission. You dare not!" I growled at him, and he snorted.

’ The clear voice in my mind mumbles to me. I break out of the trance and light appears back, the darkness disappearing from around me. I don’t stumble back in shock this time. I hold my ground even if I realise what I had done. “ No one — No one can enslave me anymore. But if I want… ” I hiss, my eyes still burning up with the electric blue colour. “ I can make YOU my slave. ” My voice drops down a few octaves. Viktor blinks his eyes, a frown settling between his eyebrows. He sighs and hangs his head low before storming out of the room.

I stuttered, this made his lips twitch up with a smile. “Then you don’t know how to fight, the Voltraks can’t not be defeated with fangs and claws alone, they are strong and their skins are tough to rip out.” He said, making me take mental note of what he is saying. But it made me wonder, each creature have their weaknesses, like Werewolves are affected by silver, Umbravores are affected by natural water and so on. “What can possibly kill a voltrak?.” “There are many things that can but two are most deadly— Soulbind Arrow—An enchanted arrow tipped with silver and cursed runes.When it pierces the Voltrak, it binds their soul to the realm of shadows, destroying them.” He murmured, pulling out

Hilarion invited with eager eyes. Snow White looked at each of them. The seven Titans were so different. Vanguard was decisive and commanding. Grimm was fierce. Hilarion was bright. Storm wore glasses and had an elegant air—Vanguard mentioned he was a doctor. Slake always looked sleepy but was their best hunter. Bane looked terrifying with his tattoos but had a kind smile. And the youngest, Draven, was the quietest. They were all massive, muscular, and ready to protect her. "Princess..."

Heavy plasma fire, kinetic slugs, and brutal melee weapons wove a deafening, chaotic net of destruction across the sanctuary. But the absolute center of the bloodbath belonged to one man. "Get out of my way!" Sebastian Sterling let out a guttural, terrifying roar that sounded less human and more like an ancient apex predator. He had completely unleashed the restraints on his mutated Titan cells. His bespoke tactical shirt had been shredded to ribbons, revealing the heavily scarred, rock-hard musculature of his torso. The dark violet and burning gold blood in his veins was boiling like magma, violently surfacing across his skin.

"In my world, he is a Shadow Knight. He bound his soul to mine." "Mine is an Enforcer," Mafia Vespera said. "Takes a bullet without blinking." "Mine is a Cyborg," Cyberpunk Vespera added. "Titanium chassis. Heavy artillery." They all looked at Cyprian. "It seems," Modern Vespera said, raising her glass, "that in every universe, we have excellent taste." "To the Wolf," Vesper toasted. "To the Wolf," they echoed. Cyprian hid his face in his hands. "I need more scotch."

BOOOOM! The five hundred year old pure Chi energy shield shattered into smithereens in three seconds under the onslaught of Chloe Vanguard's trillion dollar capitalist capital. Hundreds of Obsidian Fang hybrids, now fully funded by Vanguard, barged in with thousands of elite troops of pure European wolves led directly by pure Alexander Sterling!