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Liam blushed even more, he pretends to be a possessive and hard guy, but he appears to be the softest man in the world. "I like hot water!" Max, Liam's most mischievous wolf form, exclaimed excitedly. Each of his wolf forms has something that triggers them. As for Max, it’s hot water. Max loves hot water a lot, and whenever Liam comes in contact with a hot bath or something related, he will appear. Max had dominated over Rage, and now he is in control.

MAX I was watching Raven from a distance. I am trying my best not to look like a creep, but my eyes were glued to her every move. She’s impressive, I have never seen multitasking skills take good, well except for my mom. I swallow back the lump that’s forming in my throat. She is efficient and fast when she is cleaning and dressing some of the warriors’ wounds, but at the same time, she seems warm and comforting. Like a bonfire on a cold night. The warriors that leave her station seem to walk away a little lighter than when they walk in. Some of the male warriors even half-smile at her. Maddox doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like the idea of any male smiling at her or being too close to her. He

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Max took out his phone and called his assistant who reminded him, “Mr. D’Cruz, are you sure you want to do this? If Charmine finds out, she might actually publish your clip to the world…” Max was hit with the memory right then and there, and he wanted to facepalm. How could he forget that? Charmine was an evil woman, and she had threatened him to do this. If he took the risk, he could not take the consequences. “Forget it! Don’t do anything. I’ll think of something else!” Max hung up. He looked through his contacts before his eyes landed on one particular person: [Mckenzie Houston]. In the laboratory... McKenzie was working on an app design when her phone beeped with a notification.

“Understood, Don.” “Now, onto the real reason I called you here,” Maverick says, flipping open a new folder on his desk, his expression turning incredibly dark before settling his gaze on Ilya again. “A troubling piece of information has reached my desk; it appears we have a rat. Specifically, an omega hiding inside our security ranks.” This time, Ilya's brow twitches, and the blood almost completely drains from his face while the air in his lungs suddenly feels trapped. He slowly clenches his fists on top of his lap to keep himself from giving away too many reactions.

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“You wish.” Xander laughs then, a small, dry sound, as he brings Sage’s face closer to his, then takes a drag of his cigar and blows it right on the omega’s face. “Wish? No. I will take,” he finally lets go of his neck with a rough push, and the omega falls to the ground again. Xander rises to his feet.

MARINETTE “Hey, Marinette! You've got new arrivals!” Josh stops his old bike in front of the bookstore, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. Small strands of his dirty blonde hair peep from his blue face cap. He points at the new books, warm blue orbs locked on mine. “What do you think?” Pushing back the keys of the bookstore into the pocket of my wide leg pants, I hurry to pick up the books. “I never thought I'd get them so early!” I laugh, picking up the one that catches my attention. ‘Mated to the Biker Alpha Twins’

They rampaged through stuff in a different room. Max wanted to find the book that showed every supernatural in town. It was easy for him to convince all the followers behind him to follow him because he could have proof of them living in town. Over a matter of days, Max had gained several people in town, all following his orders

“Liar.” He surged forward, sweeping my leg and pinning me to the mat. His weight pressed down—not crushing, but firm enough that I could feel his breath against my neck. “Yield,” he said quietly. The suppressant had started to fade. My body burned and my pulse raced. I could smell him, and worse, he could smell me. “I said yield, Hale.” I turned my head just enough to meet his eyes. “Get off.” Then it happened. The faintest crack in the mask. My scent slipped which felt sweet, warm, unmistakably Omega.