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Erin's eyes blazed with determination. "Lyrien, you'll help me whether you want to or not," Erin declared, his voice dripping with malice. "Today marks the beginning of my new era. And you, dear brother, will be the key." Lyrien's gaze narrowed. "What are you talking about, Erin?" Erin's smile grew wider. "After today, I will be the most powerful wolf to ever live." Erin's smile twisted. "Lyrien, I'll give you the antidote to the poison coursing through your veins," Erin offered, his voice was laced with deceit.

“No I haven’t Alpha.” “Everything alright darling,” asks my mother. “I’m not sure, Hunter hasn’t returned.” “I’ll keep things in order here honey. Go find him.” “Okay mom,” I reply as I kiss her cheek and head towards Winter’s Moon. I follow his scent all the way to the falls but notice that it keeps going towards the pack house. Not once did I catch Katerina’s scent. I creep through the forest, avoiding all the warriors when I suddenly hear an agonizing cry of pain and I knew immediately it was Hunter. I run in the direction of the screams just as they subside. I see some warriors ascend some stairs and leave. I get ready to leave the shadows of the trees to head down there when I suddenly

He was here for Elara, the girl he punished twenty four hours ago for accusing his beta. It was nevertheless not Elara why he was overwhelmed but this most famous knight. Harrison Hunter had won countless wars. He was once the commander of Brave Blood Pack, working for his grandfather. He was a one man army. And the soldiers under his hand were as tough as iron itself. He could defeat a clan of hundreds alone. But as they say that no warrior has a life without no pain, he had a bad end too. So did Alan's grandfather— Alpha Corey Ragnar.

Large splatters of blood had covered Rainer’s clothes and parts of his face, yet he was unfazed. Rainer quietly walked to the sword that the minotaur had dropped, he raised it upward with one hand and tossed it behind him. Putting a distance between the beast and the sword. He then proceeded to jump behind the sword, and waited for the beast to stand. The minotaur stood up slowly, it was breathing heavily and it was angry. With the sword between it and Rainer, it believed this was a chance to obtain victory.

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi

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" As he turned his gaze to the lying body, Higgins spoke out against her overreaction. "What's the deal with your stare?" He inquired, seemingly piqued by the tenacity in her imagined grin. "So you're the hunter that Rachel kept telling about. Paul Higgins, the renowned and experienced warrior hunter who became stranded on this continent and incorporated magic into his..." She was led to confess everything she knew about him, at least the scratched surface information that she had been exposed to. "Shut up, little girl." Higgins blurted in a clear-cut manner. As he strutted to the door, he walked over the inquisitor's laying arm, listening for an incoming sound.

Erin~ Shit! Shit! Damn it! Erin cursed silently, his heart pacing. He tore his gaze from those startled eyes and pale face as he turned back down the side street, his feet quietly and hurriedly down the cobbled sidewalk, as he dashed towards the alley. He knew she was scared of the dark and wouldn't dare take a step closer even at gunpoint. Shit! 'Why is she heading this way? The lit street is in the other direction, damn it! Does she have a f***ing death wish?!' His mind was raised with all possible questions as he tried escaping from her…but …

Vee dropped one of her swords. Killian couldn’t wait any longer. He let go of the rope and launched himself towards the ground. As he fell, he shifted, the power rippled up his spine. He landed hard on all four and took off at a sprint just as Vee fell to her knees. The Werecat landed a hard blow to Vee’s head and she collapsed. The cat had its jaws just inches from Vee’s throat when Killian tackled the beast and they went rolling sideways. They were maw to maw as the warriors started raining down above them. The Shifters started to fall back as the warriors began cutting them down in huge swatches.