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You're a stupid girl, but why? Ivaan was perplexed by the sudden shift in her mood swings. "Oh! So the password for your watch is STUPID GIRL." She dialled the password on his wrist armour, which covered his half hand and palm and had a watch embedded in it in the middle. The wrist armour spread opened with a squeak noise. "What do you need this right now?" This wrist armour was the most latest in the market; don't break it otherwise, I'll break yours when we get home.

He didn’t yet know who the enemy was—or how close they had come—but the warning was clear and sharp. Back inside, Rashel’s fingers hovered above the keyboard as a chill ran down her spine. The door to her workspace creaked open with a whisper, and a shadow slipped inside, silent as smoke. The Wraith. The figure moved as fluidly as wind, footsteps muffled by leather soles and practiced grace. His mask was featureless, the shape of a wolf’s muzzle rendered in matte black, and his expression unreadable. In his gloved hands, a blade gleamed cold under the faint light.

It was simple, but it fit her perfectly. “Are you sure about this, Alpha?” she whispered, adjusting his collar to cover the edge of the gauze. “It feels... dangerous. To be out in the open.” “We cannot hide,” Oreon murmured, looking at her reflection. “If we hide, the pack smells fear. If we hide, Abram wins.” He turned around. He reached onto his desk and picked up two objects. Masks. One was a black wolf, carved from ebony with accents of silver. The Alpha’s mask.

After several tense minutes, the noise faded as the intruders reluctantly left. Sarah exhaled slowly. The masked man shifted toward the window. “You can go now,” Sarah said, her tone firm but her gaze sharp. He hesitated, then turned toward the window. His skin was pale beneath the mask. He paused and glanced back at her, his dark eyes unreadable. “Thanks,” he said softly. He pulled the curtain aside and slipped out. As Sarah stepped forward to lock the window behind him, something beneath her shoe crunched. She looked down. A watch.

He reaches up to them and hugs Dory’s leg. “Aw, I wondered where you were,” Dory says as she hugs him back, and Drake ruffles his hair. “I was making gifts for you two,” Ezra pulls out two watches, and I squint my eyes. I look at Dad, who is also surprised. Those are the toy watches Ezra bought when we went to a store last year. “Oh, thanks. That’s cute,” Dory says as she ties the watch on her wrist. Drake does the same, and suddenly the round black screen on the watches lights up. Something pops up on the screen, one that looks like a map and a pointer on it, showing their locations.

"Last warning." The masked man slowly spread his empty hands. "Your employer pays you to assess risk." His head turned toward the guard. "So assess it." Silence. Then, without warning, the stranger pressed a small device clipped to his wrist. A shrill electronic pulse swept across the quarry. Every security officer wearing an electronic earpiece cried out. Night-vision goggles flickered. Thermal scopes died. Two drones hovering overhead spiraled out of the sky. The stranger smiled beneath the mask. "I dislike technology that isn't mine."

They were wearing Sovereign Battle-Jerseys. But they weren't moving. They were standing like statues, their eyes glowing with a faint, dying violet. "The 2.0s," Kael gasped, his hand going to his flint. "The Mother sent them here to guard the Vein before she died." But as the wolf let out a sharp, commanding bark, one of the 2.0s turned. It wasn't a machine. It was a man, his face half-covered in a digital mask that was sparking and failing.

The man led us through an emergency exit and into the underground parking garage. A black van waited with its engine running. Its side door slid open. Another masked man stood beside it. "Get in." Nobody moved. The gun shifted toward Alex again. "I said..." "Get in." Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Alex moving his thumb against the side of his watch. At first I didn't understand. Then I remembered. Our watches. Amber had given every one of us smart watches. They weren't just watches. They had emergency communicators.

I wore the jacket and face cap and finally drove the car out and into the street. Martins was waiting outside when I drove in. He saluted when I stepped out. "Welcome boss" I smiled. "Where is Arden?" "He's getting everyone ready" I sighed. "Ok. So, where is my mask?" Martins stretched a mask to me. "Here is it, boss" I took it from him and wore it. "Good. Let's go in" We entered the warehouse. Arden and some warriors were in practice. Arden walked closer to me. "It's good to see you, boss"

Frank muttered. “Doesn’t seem like a repeat offender, and this is gangster get up. Double holsters, an ammo belt and even body armor.” A faint rumble echoed, the two both saw the sensory spike in their HUDs. Wasting no time, they both approach the door, guns at the ready. A war visor could see behind walls from at least ten yards and as they neared the door the images of five men were in sight.