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Joy flashed across their face for a moment and worry replaced it. "Oh, well..." Michelle began to speak but stopped and drifted into thought. "Why both of us. Isn't there always only one?" Amber quickly asked. "This time it's special in a way. It's crucial they succeed. That's why I'm here before the birth this time." I began as I sat down in the plush chair. "The villain of the last Blue Moon wolf will come after the female wolf. He will not know that the male will also be one because he isn't in tune with his power only the female. So we have a slight advantage." I paused and look over their faces before I finish. "Michelle, you are having a girl. Amber, you are having a boy. Your children

"I’m about to go for the kill," I whispered to myself, sliding behind the wheel of a stunning azure blue sports coupe—one of Sebastian’s many high-performance machines. My own car was still tucked away in Mason's underground garage, but if I was technically still the Luna of the Blackwood lineage, I was going to enjoy the perks.

She didn't look like she was backing off from it anytime soon, so I let it all out. I told her everything. "He knew my bus route?" Blue whispered, her face pale. "Michael gave him my routine?" "Every bit of it," I said, my voice hardening. "Michael was the one directing everything. He's bad, Blue. He used my fear and your safety as a bargaining chip to try to get to Adrian." “Damn!” Blue whispered then was quiet for a long time, her hands shook slightly as she tried to take her wine glass. "I don't even know what's safe anymore," I murmured, and looked at the door Adrian had exited.

said Frank, in a shaky voice. “Blue is too good for that. Oleandro, the Spanish captain, is a very strong and aggressive player. He is often butting with Blue, but she is just as brutal as he is, and she knows how to fool him and his team. She drops low enough so that the defenders won’t pay attention to her, and will pop back up where no one is expecting her. Blue and Lydia are pros at these tricks,” said Hector. “I see what you mean,” said Frank, as he watched her rise back up at high speed like an arrow, and catch the ball thrown by Lydia above everyone’s head, just to send it straight through their opponent’s net.

Chapter 83 Author's POV The heads of the Sea Crocks MC were all in one convoy, everyone had a unique color. Baby's Ferrari was painted in sea green, Jason's BMW M5 driven by Robert was painted in ocean blue color. Jason’s Lamborghini Gallardo was painted in yellow and the other rides had the same black color since they were not formerly black.

The only connection was between Mariah and Yihan as she was tracking him. Yihan rode like the wind on his Yamaha R3 racing bike. He got it on his birthday three years back from his mother which he then customized to suit his preferences, especially the color combination of green and blue. He was determined on the mission yet was worried because Queen Chang did not have the knowledge of him setting out all alone for something best known to him.

He was the most secretive being I’ve ever known. I walked out of my skyscraping building and got into the back seat of my 2022 Chevrolet Bolt EUV, while Dario sat in the passenger seat beside Jake, my gamma, who happened to be the one driving. “Your Highness,” he greeted me and I nodded my head at him in response before resting my head backward and closing my eyes. When they saw the position that I was in, they both kept quiet knowing fully well I needed the quietness to reign in my Lycan.

He silently whispered to them. "How ugly." He triumphantly walked up to the launchpad, bumping into whatever and whoever, not necessarily caring. His eyebrow raised upon skimming through the board, smirking as he took notice of the Battle Royale. There were an array of teams joining, all in teams of six; apart from one. A lone player, with stats higher than anyone could imagine, though Uriel reckoned he could beat those 'weak numbers' in a few days. They go by the name of 'Blue', which already had Uriel convinced that that person was a twelve year old.

“There you are, sleepyhead. Finally awake, are we? You almost slept the whole way. We’ll be there within the hour.” We were driving in our old blue Toyota four runner, towing a small U-haul behind us. Besides the big furniture we had sent in a POD a few days prior, everything we owned was in that small U-haul. We weren’t poor growing up but weren’t wealthy by any means. We kept a modest living, my mom as an ER nurse at a hospital on the outskirts of LA, and I had a job as a vet assistant, mostly so I could be around animals all day.