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In this sick game of chess we call life, I am the most powerful piece. ~MICHEAL’S POV~ I smashed my lips against hers. Vivian grinds against my body as I stick my tongue into her mouth and thug a chunk of her red hair. She moaned into my mouth and ground herself against me. The pain I inflicted on her drove her to please me more, and that's another reason why I'd pick this red-haired bimbo over my mate, the queen of war. Regina is too stiff to let me handle her the way I hold my women. Like, plplaythingsesigned by the gods in the sky to keep men like us from getting bored.

3rd person’s POV The moon was red that night. The kind of red that stained the pines, the stones, even the eyes of wolves who dared to look too long. Kaelor stood first in the clearing. Tall, scarred across the jaw, his silver cloak brushing the earth as he waited. He was always the first. Always patient. Always steady. His men said he carried the weight of three packs on his shoulders, but in truth he carried something heavier the ghost of a woman’s scent, still fresh in his mind after so many years.

“Not you, of course.” “I know. I’m aware Hunter hasn’t been easy to deal with,” Trig says. “That’s an understatement.” “Hunter? This is Hunter?” The man asks as he stares at me with daggers in his eyes. “Yes, this is him,” Max says, and from the scowl on his face, I can see Max has passed on her distaste for me to him. “Hunter Abercrombie,” I say, introducing myself. I reach out to shake his hands; he eyes it before finally taking it.

"The Third Sovereign spreads destruction." The room became noticeably quieter. Even Garrick appeared unsettled. The ancient woman continued. "The First Sovereign conquers minds." "The Second Sovereign conquers emotions." "The Third Sovereign conquers everything else." Those words remained hanging in the air long after she finished speaking. The implications required no explanation. If all three Sovereigns awakened fully and united their strength, the world would face a catastrophe greater than anything seen since the First Age. Aria studied the map. Dozens of pack territories.

“Like I said before, it went too fast. I couldn’t see. All I saw was her face and the battle raging behind her. Neither Devin nor Xander were there.” All three of our heartbeats pick up, fear for our friends permeating the air. Meredith continues. “The Goddess spoke to me, as well. She called it a ‘war of threes.’ There will be three deaths, three victories, three different trios, and three losses. We will be betrayed and experience great sorrow and joy. She insisted that I warn everyone. That we be prepared.” She looks a little pale. I quickly get up and get her a Coke.

Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated. Um, Covey? Is that true? Maaaaybe. What do you mean by “maybe”? Are we or are we not somehow a reincarnation of the Goddess of water? Um, I plead the fifth and tell you to take it up with the Moon Goddess. Coventina then quickly shuts me out, completely blocking my access to her. “Were you talking to your wolf?” Euan asks, bringing me out of my daze. “Yes.” “And?” “She pled the fifth and told me to take it up with the Moon Goddess.”

I always felt a dark aura around her; she was bad news. "Look forward and stop turning back," the third man said sternly. I glared at him, causing him to give me a dry smile. I just hoped Master Yung would arrive on time. It would be difficult for me to fight alone, and the thought made me feel sad. Beelzebub sat on a throne outside his kingdom, surrounded by fire. People all around praised and worshiped him, treating him like a god. He was their god in this place. But this time, I would bring him down, and they would learn who their true master was, I thought determinedly.

Adam's eyes glinted with enthusiasm Man the bugger didn't know just when to fuck off, if only just if only "My mother" Luciano's reply came through gritted teeth "to be assisted by Jordan" Without waiting to hear his further complaints, he'd stormed off, looking to placate his future mate. ***** Glossary Avian- Winged Shifter species Lupine- Land based shifter species mainly Wolvish in nature

“You lay even a finger on him, and I’ll break you!” “Oh really? I’d love to see you—“ “I don’t even care if you are my goddamn cousin. I will show no mercy until someone physically pry’s my body off of your lifeless one. Sure, you’ve won everything and you took everything I owned away from me, but you won’t take away Singto because if you even try, I will kill you.” Randell raised an eyebrow feeling shocked to hear Krist fight back like this. Normally, all their arguments were one-sided since Krist just ignored everything he had to say without trying to fight back. He saw this different, stronger side of Krist, whwich he didn’t like.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male