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**Warning - This chapter contains dark themes. For those of you who have read the original series, Cole (formally Alexander) Is going to be a lot meaner and a lot darker in this rewrite** Chapter Ten Cole’s Point of View Belle left the room very quickily and soon, it was just me and my new toy. She doesn’t know it yet, but I have big, big plans for her. She’s not going to be just a normal slave, oh no. While I certainly preferred the sexual company of other vampires, male and female, a human offers … warmth that they just can’t provide sometimes.

Raindrops the size of beans pattered down. Barnett walked alone in the rain, drenched. He shifted into a wolf, recklessly running into the forest. Rumbling thunder echoed through the heavens, drowning out Barnett's howls. Tirelessly, he ran forward, realizing that the person he had been searching for was the one he had betrayed—Bella. The person he sought was right in front of him, yet he didn't recognize her and mistakenly chose another woman. This realization set his inner turmoil ablaze, and he roared in near madness.

"Don't bring that name out of your mouth. She was the sole reason everything started. The chain of betrayal started with her only." Amber closed her mouth remembering something. She knew fighting with the Alpha was of no use. She tried for once last time to clarify. "Even if she had her wolf I don't think it is no longer alive. I can bet she hasn't even shifted at all. Not even once. I wish to take your leave Alpha." Bowing down a little Amber left creating another round of confusion for Leonard. Amber left the house and walked towards her car. Settling herself inside the driving seat she started the engine. Once she left the mansion she took out her cell phone and dialed the number.

“Then it starts with eyes. Ears. We find the cracks.” “And then,” Blair whispered, “we burn it down.”

Behind him stood a woman with silver hair and eyes like starlight – clearly another vampire, but one whose presence made the air itself seem to shimmer with ancient power. "This is Elena Blackthorne," Stephan said by way of introduction. "She speaks for the Northwestern Vampire Council." Elena inclined her head gracefully. "Alpha Hawthorne. Miss Vale. The Council has been monitoring the supernatural disturbances across the region with great interest." Kanaq entered next, followed by two other skinwalkers I didn't recognize – a tall man with intricate tattoos covering his arms and a woman whose eyes held the depth of old forests. The spiritual energy they brought with them made my newly awake

My brain is like some kind of machine or some shit. What I got from Andrew is that everything he says makes sense he's just speaking in a different language. It's like some cultures read from right to left. Personally I think for kids like Andrew it's a choice, some people believer that we get to choose who we are before we come here. I don't know why the fuck that shouldn't apply to the autistic too. Maybe Andrew and his posse told the Big guy upstairs that they wanted as little to do with the rest of us humans as possible. Because from what I could see wasn't shit wrong with that kid, he's just a four year old with attitude.

***AUTHORS NOTE*** Thank you all for reading chapter 1 of Buzz! This is book two of the series, The Titan Kings MC. Please make sure to check out book one, Axel, only available on GoodNovel.com.

He bent down to meet Nena’s level, “I’m Maya’s mate.” “You’re Ma’s what??” “Ma?” He was shocked yet again. I stood up and dusted my clothes, “Don’t mind her.” I looked at him. “Isn’t she supposed to be Maya’s little sister?” He asked. “Yes.” I placed my hand on Nena’s head again, “Ma is just Maya shortened.” Nena tugged on my pants and I looked at her. “What’s a mate?” “It’s a thing with werewolves only. A mate is like their life partner, just that they’re fated to be together.”

I sighed ,playing the music loud to keep away any form of thought from my head especially after turning off the flight mood and seeing the most dreadful message any woman could send you. "We need to talk" No sweet words or emoji, this means war. But why is the way the Bar guy leaning over Arnold and whispering into his ears before serving him the drink bothering me instead of how this very act is going to wreck me, I know it but I still choose to play with fire. I choose to play with fire, a certain Australian handsome man with these nerdy glasses that seems to ignite this burning desire. I choose to play Dr Arnold Thomas.

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