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He knew he do not follow all that they taught him, but still, what he did absorb kept him sane. He also knew that the Chief of Warriors of Mauraye was not going to be happy about this. He was on a retreat and would be on his way back now. He had not let him know because he didn't want the man to get hurt. But he knew if the chief warrior had anything to say about it, he will be here, with the wrath of a god. ----------- A fortnight later, the war began. It was brutal. Eloy was in the middle of it. The Kings themselves were just watching and observing.

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Valeria’s POV The world blurred back into focus around me. I was standing on solid rock, my swords in my hands, but the rest of the warriors had disappeared from my side, along with the trees of the forest. Despite finding myself in a completely different location, I could still hear the sounds of battle raging nearby. I turned towards the source of the sound, trying to determine what was happening. As I did, a fully-shifted werecat flew at me, seemingly out of nowhere. Quickly, I raised my swords and slashed at their chest. As soon as the blades made contact, the werecat vanished.

He snapped. I walked forward standing directly face to face with him. "I want you to challenge me one more time. Would you bet your life on your next words?" I asked narrowing my eyes. "Why should we follow an absent queen." He seethed. In an instant I shoved my hand in to his chest, grabbing on to his heart and ripping it from his body. His eyes widened before he fell lifeless to the ground. I walked back to the stage with his heart still in my hand. "Anyone else have anything to say?" I asked looking around. A few of them took a step back while the others shook their heads. "I am not normally that fast to kill anyone, however disrespect is another subject. Have I been absent yes. Want to k

I’d finished my studies for the day, and I was putting away the books grandmother had me reading. The tome drew my attention with its silver glow. It seemed to call to me, and I couldn’t help but reach out and take it from the shelf. The tome was ancient; that much was obvious. It was bound in leather and had the most intricate design. But what mesmerised me was the wolf on the front cover. Its eyes seemed to look right through me, and I swear that I saw it wink. I heard a voice all around me, telling me to read what was inside. My stomach was churning; I felt as though I was doing something wrong. However, just like every other teenager in existence, doing the wrong thing was always thrilli

Alpha Rasmore clapped his hands, an indication that his men should all be prepared. "I don't see the point of what we are fighting, Alpha Rasmore. Can you please take us into deeper details about this war?" Damien, the newly appointed spy, asked confusedly. Packs do fight because of misunderstandings and to show the world which pack is stronger than the other. They sometimes fought for entertainment purposes, where the best fighters from different packs would meet for a fight to entertain their members, but whatever they were about to fight for was something he couldn't understand at all.

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he stopped doing a neck slit motion with his hand " or much worse insane." "Shut the fuck up!" I growled. " I haven't given up hope yet" "Oh, well, I wish you luck. Be careful though, they say Malcolm is deadly. The reincarnate of the devil. Even your first order witch girlfriend is no match for him." First order? What did he mean by that? Mollie was still a second order. " First order? Mollie? " "Ohh, you haven't heard." "No. And Mollie is not my girlfriend."

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

Battles broke out periodically as the Order sought to prevent them from returning above ground and scheme to seize control of the planet. Earth was divided into sections, with a representative of the New World Order dictating each one. Our dictator, Bartholomew Muse, was younger than most and eager to prove himself by showing his strength and power over the people. He put a new meaning to the word tyrant. This resulted in rebellion. Many turned their support toward the remnants of the Brotherhood of Man.