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"I can do this, Mom. I just need to do it quickly before my strength runs out." The second Prime was easier. A woman named Nyx—the same one who had come with Cassandra to Ironfang months ago. She put up more of a fight than Marcus had. Actually tried to counter-command Elena. It did not work. Elena's command was stronger. Faster. More precise. Nyx left without finishing the confrontation. Retreated rather than continue fighting a battle she was losing. Two down. Ten remaining. The third engagement was harder. The Prime we targeted—one of the hidden six named Sienna—did not come alone. She had positioned guards who attacked the moment Elena tried to engage.

She said and began to run away. Liza signalled at Amber that she should leave too and Amber sprinted, grabbed Aria and sprinted far away from the school. Immediately they left, some people from the Golden Pack counsel walked in and exchanged greetings with everyone. "We got a signal here that the Female Alpha is here, who is she?" A middle aged woman asked as she ran her eyes through the crowd. "Well, nobody possess such powers here. We are all normal wolves and I am the head of this school" Miss Peyton tried to keep her voice firm.

What kind of person could drive people of the Human Clan so insane? Many of the top masters of the Demon Clan in the Northern Region were also gazing at the golden arena at the same time. Their expressions varied and their eyes were complex, giving no clue of what they were thinking about. In the Demon God Palace's camp in the distance, Princess Primordial, who had returned from the battle, was standing quietly in the main hall. She watched the golden arena from afar with strange lights danced in her eyes and whispered, "Is that Ding Hao?" A cold voice sounded behind. "What? My beloved proud sister has fallen in love with a master of the Human Clan?"

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

, I said and paused again. I was trying to study them properly and pick out anyone I do not find worthy to partake in the war, I didn't want anyone to mess things up for me. I looked all over the girls and they were good to go, they all had this fierce look on their faces and they were all ready to fight and win, but not to fight to the death. I tried to concentrate on their heartbeats, it was all stable and I was okay with my female warriors. I sighed deeply.

Jace, Emily, Mark, Alice. As we walked in, all eyes turned towards us. "She's the Alpha." James said as I walked towards him. "Alpha, Katherine the hunter." James said, looking at me. The woman eyed me, from top to bottom, she looked unsatisfied, like she wanted to see someone else. "She's the Alpha?" She questioned James. "Any doubt?" I asked her, my eyes glowing red. "Uh- I was just, it's just from what I have heard Alpha's aren't that young, and specially not female, so-" she started but I cut her off.

Now, I can really confirm that something’s fishy about this teo but i can’t also deny the fact that he kinda look familiar to me, I mean, maybe we bump into each other before or maybe I just saw him somewhere. With that thought, the image of the strange guy that I saw in the mall came back to me. I secretly scan this guy’s body structure. Now that I think about it, they have the same built but that’s impossible. Well, now that I am the “Campus Beauty” he might have known me, maybe one of my fans? or something? Forget about it. I rather think about vampires, werewolves, mermaids, priestess— Priestess It’s the second time that i heard this word today. What’s the meaning of this? Is this some k

“You hit me in the back by surprise!” Rex yelled, jumping to his feet to face his attacker. “In a fight, you never want to be surprised, pay attention, typical male response!” yelled the woman that faced him. Her name was Marcia, she was another of the great generals under the emperor’s command, she was head of the Azure army, this army consisted of all females that rode on the backs of great birds called Skylarks that each woman had to tame herself, with Marcia as their leader, no man had ever been accepted by a Skylark as its master in over 500 years, so no males ever tried to tame one anymore.

"Has his dominant scent been present within the central sector during this rotation?" Nyelle hesitated, her tail dropping into the shadows. "The Sovereign's tracks are rare here..." "The variable tracks perfectly. Ensure your own core rests tonight, Nyelle," I commanded, projecting a flat, masculine indifference I did not possess. Of course the Alpha-Prime’s boots avoided this domestic hearth. His primary coordinates were anchored to Mireya Duskrell’s warm, academic quarters—a victorious, high-born sanctuary. Why would a warlord return to an unranked wolf's cold ledge?

"She thought that by fusing us with the resonance of the stars, we could outrun death. She was the first surgeon, Elara. The 'Prime' in her name wasn't a rank. It was the version number." ​The realization hit me harder than the gravity of the binary stars. Every piece of advice she had given me, every "accidental" discovery of the silver engine, every nudge toward the High Archive—it hadn't been a rebellion. It had been a controlled experiment. She had been refining the Ninth Core from the shadows, waiting for someone to finally reach the nursery and complete the circuit. ​"I am the final graft," I whispered, the liquid-iron in my blood beginning to fuse with the primordial amber.