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Millie, Lilac, and Beta Dillon smelled something fishy about Bella, but they remained silent and let the alpha deal with it. Drake smirked, then suddenly changed his mood. “If you are involved with this, Bella, I swear to all the gods and goddesses, I won’t give you mercy.” He uttered flatly. “If something bad happens to the both of them, mark my words, Bella, I will send you to hell and meet my demon!” he added and turned his back to face Emily. “Millie, keep a close eye on my stray.” He ordered. “I will find those antidotes; I’ll need Beta Dillon.” He mumbled while fixing Emily’s blanket and caressed her face before he planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Ty, now is not the time to be angry. Since it's a spirit-inflicted injury, her body must be stained with ghostly energy too. Moreover, the nurse mentioned that the skin around her wounds is turning black." Tyler suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "So what should we do now?" Axel said, "The doctor might not be able to deal with ghostly energy…" "Uncle Ben is the only person skilled in removing ghostly energy but he is dead!" said Tyler through his clenched teeth. "Uh… I've heard Lia mention someone with abilities similar to Uncle Ben," said Isaac. Tyler and Axel looked at him abruptly. "Who is that?" Isaac said, "It seems her name is Yelena? I believe Liora has her number on her phone."

“Are you sure this is the place, Mrs. Dayton?” Siena could not believe her eyes when Mona said they had arrived at the place where they could meet Madam Belova. Because they were standing right in front of a bar! “Yeah…, Madam Belova is an easy going woman and always enjoys her life. Though she is not a young lady anymore, but she is always young at heart. And she loves to have fun. I think that’s why she hasn’t got married till now,” Mona responded casually.

“Tell them." Marcus shook his head. “Tell them who I am." She beckoned in a commanding tone. “No." Marcus replied again. “Tell them." The observatory seemed to hold its breath and Marcus looked at Elena. Then at the wounded Evelyn. Then at the standing one and finally whispered: "She’s not Evelyn Mercer." Silence. The standing woman smiled. Marcus's next words shattered everything. "She’s the woman who created Helios." Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Then the standing woman slowly began to clap. Once. Twice. Three times. Her eyes never left Elena and then she said the one sentence that made even Victoria look afraid:

“ You need to stop working so many hours for your attractive supervisor. You should enjoy yourself tonight.” Elena laughed, but her stomach flipped. Six months. Six long months of sitting across from him and taking his sharp orders from his deep commanding voice. Her body reacted against her will because he ordered her to perform tasks. She hated it. She hated him. Or at least she tried to. “I’m not thinking about him!” she lied while spinning faster. “I’m free tonight!” The music volume increased. Elena closed her eyes and let her body move. Her body moved in three different ways as her skin shone with sweat. She felt sexy. She felt alive. The beats from the music made her remember Damon.

"He forgot that a Vulture doesn't just fight for territory. We fight for what's ours. And this woman... she didn't just find the data to destroy him. She stood on the front lines when the bullets were flying. She wore the silver while the boardroom was screaming." He turned back to the crowd, his voice dropping to a dangerous, resonant depth. "From this night on, Elena Vance is untouchable. Her word is my word. Her safety is the club’s priority. She is the First Lady of the Iron Vultures. Anyone who has a problem with that... can settle it with me in the pit." A roar of approval went up, louder than the engines, louder than the war. For the first time, Elena didn't feel like an outsider. She

The doors hissed fully open. Through the threshold stepped Elena Vance. The Vanguard assassin was soaking wet, her blonde hair plastered to her skull, her right arm strapped tightly in a tactical sling from the bullet Maya had put in her shoulder on the tower roof. But her left hand held a suppressed submachine gun, and she was flanked by two elite Vanguard Ghosts. "I know you're in here, Maya," Elena's voice echoed in the cavernous room, dripping with venomous grief. "The EMP fried your cameras, but the thermal scan shows you cowering behind the servers."

Viktor “Viktor,” I turn upon hearing my name and I keep a neutral look on my face when Yelena approaches me. There is a soft smile on her face as she walks towards me. She’s wearing a blue dress that stops just above her knee and her straightened brunette hair stops right above her shoulders. There's heavy makeup on her face and I must say, Yelena exudes an aura wherever she goes. She is Vladimir’s daughter.

“You have one hour.” The transmission ended. Seraphina looked at the board. “Who is working with Black Veil?” Nobody moved. Then one woman slowly stood. “I am.” The room erupted. Adrian raised his gun. Lucien grabbed Seraphina’s arm. The woman didn’t run. Instead, she smiled. “My name is Elena Voss.” Nadia stared at her. “You’ve served the Vale Network for twelve years.” “Yes.” “You helped build our security system.” “Yes.” “And you betrayed us?”