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CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

Javier growls roughly. * * Lyrien snarls when he sees the blurs of warriors in front of him. He cannot even call them that. More like scrawny Betas and omegas who look as though they have caught some deadly disease. But they are quite abundant in numbers, their weapons are poised, directed at him, currently blocking his path...To his mate. The warriors he has taken with him are still quite behind, but that means nothing to Lyrien. His vision becomes cloudy with rage as he throws himself off his horse, tackling the first warrior who dives at him.

Their Alpha had run, his Beta was dead and he had been hunted down by the woman he’d tried to own, and now he knelt bleeding in Volkov territory with nowhere left to go. “Bring them closer,” I said. “He deserves to have witnesses see what happens when they betray their Alpha and when they choose to side against the right thing.” One of my warriors blinked. “Alpha?” “Everyone,” I repeated, louder. My voice carried through the trees. “If they followed him here, they’re going to watch how this ends.” Asher let out a weak laugh. “You need an audience?” he rasped. I stepped into his line of sight. “No,” I said. “You do. I think that this is going to be a good show.”

Just let them dream on. After that person said that, quite a few warriors from second-grade worlds agreed. A warrior from the Sacred Water Continent said, "They're just being loud right now because they don't know anything. Once the slaughter game ends, they'll be stunned when they see who survives."

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice. Everyone burst into laughter at his sarcastic comment except for the redheaded girl. “Well full disclosure, she is indeed the legendary mate-less warrior.” Everyone gasped at her statement. “That’s ridiculous! We were never told that the mate-less one existed and I can assure you that I’m a straight A student in history!” The fat boy bragged otherwise. “Yeah, how could that be?” The cute voice spoke up again and everyone did the same. They had never been told about the existence of the mate-less one, not even their parents.

Laughing and drinking with his sisters as they shared stories about their beloved brother. "Anyways," Dimitri cleared his throat and the image of three brown-eyed beauties faded from my imagination. "When they saw some of the Viking warriors styling their hair in braids, they told me I should do the same to help them see us as more than just allies in combat," Dimitri tilted his head to the side and scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "I learned at a very young age that arguing with them was useless, but in the end they were right."

“Even if it’s five billion and fifty billion, I will not make a move against him.” What! This person was his lifesaver. Forget five hundred million, even fifty billion wouldn’t hurt him? All the people present were stunned. Everyone looked at him in disbelief. They all looked at Yang Xiao. They truly did not dare to believe it. How could Yang Xiao know Abritt, the retired God of War? It should be noted that Abritt was a retired God of War. The European military world had once stood at the peak. He had joined the army all his life and experienced hundreds of undefeated battles.

I say and I hear the worry in my own voice. The training field was a place where the bravest of our warriors honed their skills, their blades cutting through the air with precision and grace. It was a symbol of our resilience, a reminder that even in the face of adversity and grief, the spirit of Bravata endured. However, as I gazed out at the warriors in training, the weight of recent revelations hung heavy in my heart.

(Liam hemsworth) My hands started uncontrollably shaking as the mention of my father came came up. Jack smirked before placing his hand as the small of my back leading me towards a door to the building. He nodded at the man guarding the door referring him to open it. I analyzed the guard, seeing as he had a bulletproof vest on his chest and an Ak-47 strapped to him. I quickly looked away as I continued walking forward. The inside was absolutely beautiful, mesmerizing even but I knew I had to stay focused and remember my way in if I had any chance on getting out.