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Instead, her kick flips Geras onto his back, his momentum working against him. Before he can recover, Zanthe dives in, her jaws clamping around his neck. Geras goes still, submitting instantly. She releases him and steps back, panting heavily. Geras mirrors her, breathing hard as he pulls himself upright. “Have you ever seen a wolf fight like that?” Nicholas asks in awe. “No,” James replies, shaking his head. “Never. But then, I’ve also never seen a 14-year-old fight like Zahra either.” Tobias is beaming, his pride and joy practically radiating off him as he watches Zahra. You can almost see the hearts in his eyes.

Alpha. The men rose. Even my father stopped breathing. I did not turn until he passed me, and when my eyes caught sight of him as he looked sideways at me, I knew exactly why they froze. It was Dimitri Volkov. Alpha of the Black Fang Pack. Pakhan of the Volkov Bratva. The monster whispered about by wolves and humans alike. He stopped in front of the table. “Why is there a girl on my floor?” One of the men cleared his throat. “Ivan Morozov brought her as partial payment.”

I had finally found the one for me. The next day, I went to the airport to see my family off. On the way back home, I received a call from Brannon. He was inviting me to Kribi. They were celebrating his girlfriend Xaveria’s birthday there and he planned on proposing to her. Brannon was a serious womaniser and I wasn’t sure he was ready to settle down but it wasn’t my place to judge or question him. He was old enough and knew what he was doing. I just prayed he wasn’t making a big mistake and I hoped he didn’t break her heart. I had met Xaveria once and she was a sweet and lovely girl. How she put up with Brannon and his wild ways, I don’t know. Most people mistook me for a play boy but I did

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Dabria opened her eyes in the morning. Zaric was sleeping peacefully right beside her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked his head. Dabria crawled out of the bed and made her way towards the bathroom. She took a quick shower. Then she wrapped a towel around her body and stepped out of the bathroom. She went straight towards the closet. She gasped loudly as she found Zaric sitting in front of her dresser table. "Why are you here now? Leave. I have to change." Dabria asked Zaric to leave. Blake's eyes widened in surprise as she could swear she saw Zaric smirking mischievously. Instead of listening to Blake, Zaric was daring her to change right in front of him.

Our lips are so close that I can feel his breath on my cheeks; he’s about to kiss me, and I’m going to let him. “Fucking idiot!” I hear behind Stefan, snapping me out of whatever trance he put me under, and we turn to see where the commotion was coming from. Konstantin seems to be in a fistfight with another Beta, the one from a DC biker gang. “You’re dead, Volkov. You and your entire pack.” The biker warns, his eyes glowing silver and his claws drawn.

That's where Rafael's madness started. Moltara Motorworks became part of my life. Wire told me the truth behind the front—it was dirty business with weapons. Mr. Marcus killed people. Rafael killed people all the time. Wire did too. His first kill—he ran to me, lost, crying, calling himself a monster, begging me not to be scared. I comforted him. “It's just a maid,” I told him. “Forget it. Her life is worthless—like losing a spoon. Forget it, baby.”