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I said, my voice dangerously low. The man scoffed. "Lady, I don't owe you shit.." Liam drove his fist into his stomach. The man choked on his next breath, folding over as he groaned in pain. Liam leaned in close, voice low, dangerous. "Wrong answer." He coughed, clutching his stomach. "You won't find him," he muttered. "Why?" I asked, my patience wearing thin. "Because he's gone," he spat. "That bastard scammed me. The diamond was worth way more than what he told me. I basically handed him a fortune on a silver platter."

He spoke, his voice low, clear, totally without feeling. “You thought you were smart,” Hades said to the first man, his voice like a death bell. “You thought you could cross me. You thought you could take from my empire, from my family. You were wrong.” He reached out, his hand wrapping around the man’s throat, not squeezing, but a silent, scary warning. “This isn’t just about money. It’s about loyalty. And loyalty, my friend, is a cross you carry for life. Or, in your case, until death.” The cold pun made Claudine shiver.

Like this was always meant to be. “Silas?” she asked. “Still breathing. Niko’s watching him.” She crossed to me and curled up on the edge of the couch. “He said something last night.” I looked over. “What?” “That it wasn’t over. That there was one more card in play.” My heart stilled. “Did he name anyone?” She shook her head. “Just said... ‘blood always pays its debt.’” I stood. That wasn’t a threat. It was a vow.

Terminate all business dealings with the Sterling family immediately. "Withdraw every investment. Principal and interest. Leave nothing behind. "And every single cent they owe us…" I paused, my voice turning ice cold. "Collect it all."

Reaching the wall that leads outside the palace, he used one finger to start climbing the wall, he didn't see the iron net above him and before he knew it,he was flat on the ground, the sack flying a few feets away from him and soon, he was surrounded more than before. "Well, well, I finally got to meet my famous thief and he is a werewolf." Daniel's voice was heard as the guard made way for him until he was standing in front of the thief. "Remove the net from him quickly." he ordered and four guards lifted off the iron net from the thief's body, he helped the thief to his feet which surprised the guards around him. "Perhaps you are wondering why I am being gentle with you?" at the thief nod

He tilts his head with concern when I look back at him. “Just promise me.” I wipe the tears from my face. “Please.” “Okay, I promise won’t get mad.” He shakes his head, not understanding why he would need to promise that. I take the dragon scale gloves from Pan and carefully unwrap the leather strings holding the bag closed. I reach inside and grab the massive book by the spine. I wait a moment to prepare myself before I slide it out onto the crystal stand. I take a sharp breath when it comes into view. It’s just as beautiful as I remember. The cursed black leather cover has a sheen of iridescent purple when it hits the light. Instead of a leather binding on the edge, I sowed it with golden

“Our mate doesn’t.” “We haven’t even given him the opportunity to know us.” Theia argues. “We haven’t even been around him. Allowed to bond and be close. To mark one another.” “The book.” The thought strikes me like lightning. I pull the book out of my hiding space. Small gold lettering appears on the cover. “The Covenant of the Coven.” I read aloud. I open the book to the cover page and read. “Forsake your selfish endeavors! The covenant shall be made to the Coven, not to oneself!

The pillar of fire over the roof writhed like a serpent, and from its coils a thousand whispers started to chant in unison, guttural and ancient, in a language that should not have lived. Vosvak Spade Il'Sharak fell to his knees, his clawed palms buried in the fractured stone flooring, eyes wide, pupils stretched like bottomless pits. His voice was gruff but distinct as he spoke the Oath of Reclamation—the last pledge that would seal his unholy resurrection: "O shadow below shadows, hear me. I give you flesh unmarked, I give you blood unwilling, I give you the breath of the innocent and the scream of the faithful.". I rip the gate not to be opened.

Our world was filled with all sorts of filth; from liars to thieves. And as they said, there is no honor among thieves. I spun on my heel and walked towards the door, then stopped and turned to face the two men. “It was lovely seeing you, Lucky Gambino. You may continue whatever it was you were doing.” And with that, I walked out with my men following closely behind me. The bloodlust had cooled down, the thief who stole from me and destroyed my property was dead, and I had gotten my shipment back. Although it was not all of it.