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Logan said and with his force ability, he hurled him against the wall, and immediately he slipped down after acquiring a sufficient injury from the throw which left him unconscious. Shock was evident on the face of the remaining alphas, then when they saw how strong he still was despite the poison. They decided to overthrow him together, because they knew that if he found his way out of the place alive, that would be the end of them and their packs. They were willing to do everything in their power to stop him. The alphas beside Alberto earlier threw themselves at him at the same time, and during their attack, alpha Dickson seized the opportunity to swipe his claw across his ribs.

his devilish laughter filled my ear drums. A lone tear dropped. “I guess that’s why it is advisable to read a contract properly before signing it. But, it’s not as if you would have chosen not to sign it if you had read the contract.” Another tear dropped. He was right and I hated it. I was ready to give up my entire life just so my sister could have the future that she deserved but never did I think I would be reduced to one of my biggest fears…a baby factory! “You are evil. I hope you rot in hell.” I told him.

“He probably wants another round. I could go over and punch him.” “Or he’s obsessed, with his hatred ” Oliver said, smirking. “You sure he’s not planning evil?” Austin rolled his eyes. “Can we talk about something else?” Meanwhile, at the other end of the hall, Brian’s own friends were watching. Matteo sat opposite them while James sat beside Brian. James leaned in. “Well well two enemies working together” Brian snickered “You are one to talk, weren’t you paired with Benjamin?” James laughed “Come on buddy, I am not enemies with Austin’s friends”

Dripping wet and shaking with rage, I lunged forward, ready to hit him—but the others pinned me down again, forcing me to my knees. Elliot's grin twisted into something vile. His pudgy face was gleaming with malice as he crouched down once more. "You want me to let you go? Fine. Bark for me. Say it loud—'I, Chase Levine, am Elliot Reid's dog.' Do that, and maybe I'll let you walk out of here." "Dream on." I spat at him, pure hatred burning in my eyes. Every nerve in my body screamed to tear him apart.

“That’s what we’ve unleashed, Luna. Doom for them. Doom for us. Doom for everyone.” I stared at her, my chest tight, bile rising at the back of my throat. For the first time, I wasn’t sure if I’d just condemned my enemies… or delivered us all into something far worse.

The blade sank into his shoulder, and he let out a guttural roar of pain as he slammed the attacker against the wall. ​The last thing I saw before the elevator descended was Dante sinking to one knee, three more Moretti soldiers emerging from the haze, their guns leveled at his chest. ​"Papa!" Leo screamed, the word echoing in the tiny elevator. ​The floor dropped, leaving us in total darkness.

My heartbeat echoed like it was underwater. I struggled to keep my eyes open. I struggled to breathe and I struggled to scream. But everything was dissolving, warping, fading away. "Fuck, he’s stronger than he looks!" "You idiot, hold him—" "He kicked me, dammit!" "Hurry up, I think someone’s coming—" Their voices intertwined like distant echoes and then they vanished altogether, in the blink of an eye. And everything turned black.

The voice echoed once more: “Balance must be erased.” My silver wings flickered uncertainly. Theodore stepped beside me, golden aura blazing. “What now?” he asked quietly. I stared into the rising darkness, instinct screaming danger. “I think…” I whispered, “…we just woke up the real enemy.” ************************************

Greatness is no misfit. The bible says what you need not to self every repeat. Come celebrate the fight. Ditch the enemy even if upright. To fight the wrong is life. Is life. Is life. Amen. Do not resemble pain. Do not capture like insane. You build safe, but kill the enemy in any state. That’s your life which no one should ever take away. Kill the enemy around any way. Amen. If enemy is sound. If enemy is proud. You still announce your victory be loudly pronounced.

I stood in that spot until he walked over to the table. I was curious to hear what he had to say. But Sebastian didn’t say anything when he walked to the table. He just took my hands and led me to a table at the end of the restaurant. He didn’t hide the fact that he was angry. “What were you doing with him?” Sebastian questioned as we settled down on our table. I narrowed my eyes on him. “What?” He scoffed. “You know he is the enemy, you shouldn’t be talking to him,” Sebastian replied, his voice firm.