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Ahmed was drinking whiskey and hearing this the liquid squirted from his mouth and nose and the whole group erupted in laughter. Waniya looked at him with adoring eyes. "We haven't planned things that far, Seher. Don't scare off, Ahmed." Waniya laughed and made fun of Ahmed. "All of you shut up. No one is knocking up my little sister." Kabir added when he came to stand by them, he gave a pat to Waniya's head which she slapped off. "No one is going to come to you asking for permission," Ahmed taunted Kabir and swiftly wrapped both of his arms around Waniya; put his head on her shoulder and looked at a glaring Kabir.

A subtle knock was on my door and when the door opened, Dante appeared with his new beta, of which he was told to wait outside. "Good morning your majesty," he greeted me as I nodded. "So Dante, you said you wanted to see me," I asked, going straight to the point. "Yes sir, there was another attack and they left a letter,"'he replied, handing me a rough sheet with blood stained. "They want to break their allegiance sir, which means another war will break out," Dante informed. I can't have another war, I haven't even settled the Kai issue, it makes trusting Kai with my kingdom really hard.

"Yeah, I know. There are other werelions out there, but should we wait for them to come to us, before we take 'em down. Nah, y'all should know better. But since, you lots do not know anything, I'll generously take the burden of educating you over and over again." "Shit!" I exclaimed. "I have tried everything in my power to educate you, but it seems nothing ever sticks in your sloppy brains. So, I'll spell this out, loud and clear – The warriors are not coming back home anytime soon until they capture Zora. And they will conquer him. No matter how long it takes, they will keep fighting and until they capture that beast, they won't stop."

He gestured for Raphael to sit down and speak slowly. Although the martial arts sects and the mystic sects rarely interacted, Warriors who were close to perfecting their art would always end up moving toward practicing the Way of Wisdom. Although Warriors had terrifying martial arts powers as well as extraordinary dispositions, their lifespan was no different from that of ordinary people. They would only get to be around 100 years old at most.

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

Hiyojin empowered the warriors who let fear engulfed them. Many warriors were motivated while others are shaking on their ground. A quick second pass and the ground started to calmed. The warriors strengthen their stand. Suddenly, a tentacles pierced most of the warriors body. This attacked was a surprise one, for no one really noticed it except the three high ranked warriors. "Evade it!" Galatrina shouted through her lungs. The remaining group of warriors avoided the second attack. But it's not over. Suddenly, a hordes of arrow but much bigger rained down. This was another surprise attack from the enemy. Even Galatrina didn't expect this one.

She would always take the stance that she was a warrior first and would lead her people from the front lines. When the alarm sounded, Antony would go to Fort Knox and lead our warriors from his cameras. He would be our eyes from every post around the compound. The Demon faction would close all the shops and take up positions around the compound. The coven’s warriors had all been divided up and would all move to their own sectors and defend their posts. The gates would lock down and magically seal, only allowing selected people out, but no one was permitted entrance until the threat was defeated and the sirens were turned off. The warriors that roamed the outer perimeter would continue to kee

"I understand everything." "You understand emotions. You do not understand people." The words hit harder than any attack. The boy looked away. For a brief second, he truly looked like a wounded child. Then the darkness around him trembled. "People created wars." His voice lost its innocence. "They betrayed each other." The white world began shaking. "They killed their own children." The shadows became larger. "They destroyed worlds in the name of justice and called themselves heroes." Evelyn remained standing. Because he was not entirely wrong.

Her hands were always like this, dry, split, aching. No one cared. Behind her, the main doors slid open. A shift in the room followed instantly, voices lowering just slightly, posture straightening without thought. Warriors. They moved in groups, their uniforms marked in gold along the sleeves and collar. Some of them were barely older than her, but it didn’t matter. Rank settled early. Strength decided everything. “Move.” A shoulder knocked into her as one passed. The tray slipped in her grip, clattering loudly against the counter.

*** RED MOON PACK (Home Of The Warriors) ***ALPHA RYKER*** I sipped my coffee as I flipped through the papers. A picture of White Moon Pack appeared with a little story about how they healed a woman with a damaged bone. I closed the newspaper and tossed it away. I needed something different. Something that wasn't about Blue Moon and White Moon, all the time. There was a gentle knock at my door and my ears perked up. “Come in,” I ordered. The door opened and my beta, Miles, entered. He bowed before me as a way of greeting me before blessing me with the details of what we had successfully won this time.