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"I can't." "Then give me five minutes before you raise the alarm." Zack stripped out of his sleep pants, tossing them aside. He pulled on heavy denim and laced up combat boots. He reached into his bedside drawer, grabbing a jagged switchblade and tucking it into his boot. "You never saw me, Marcus. Understand?" Zack leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, hypnotic rasp. "You. Never. Saw. Me." Marcus’s eyes glazed over, his jaw dropping open. "I... I never saw you."

I turn around to answer Tom when the front door opens and in walks Zack. "Hey, I thought you were working the bar with Callum tonight? He takes off his boots and jacket and then starts heading for the kitchen. "It's quiet so I came back for an hour to order some stock online, the stupid computer is being an ass again!" That fucking computer! I've had the dam thing fixed more times than I care to remember. Maybe I just need to admit defeat and order a new one. "Leave it with me, I'll get a new one. I refuse to pay out for it to be fixed again when it'll just break down in a few weeks." He nods agreeing as he pulls out his laptop. "I've sent what I need to my email so I can get that done for n

“Why don't you just give up Zack, the wolfsbane is deep into your system and you look like you're dying.” “Hum, you are mommy's boy, I guess you believed that your dad’s death was accidental,” Zack said, resting on a black SUV with blood coming out from his ear.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

Then he would be appointed as the chairman in the future. Sean took a glance at his own son, but he said nothing. If his own son could really help to resolve that great issue, then his family would be favored more by Senior Zimmer. Seeing that the others looked at him apprehensively, Zack smiled happily and took out his phone to make the call. He even put it on speaker mood. “Hello!” The person sounded rather anxious at the other end of the phone, but the voice was quite pleasant. Zack did not notice anything. He then said loudly, “Miss Sorrell, I’m Zack from the Zimmers.”

Zack said. “

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Why did I sense he had a deep, dark secret involving me? My gaze swept over him as I processed his plea. There had to be something significant he wanted to discuss with me. But what was it? Why had he gone out of his way to assist me? Why had he been so kind to me? I needed answers before I vanished—I had a nagging feeling that Zack would pursue me relentlessly if I didn’t surrender now. “Promise me,” I said, raising my gaze to meet his. “Give me your word.” Zack nodded and replied, “I, Beta Zackary Jackson from the Royal Pack, give you my word.”

He quickly walked over all smiles, and stretched his hand, explaining her preposterous question. “You wouldn't know this, but Cool is a brother of mine from another father and mother, he has helped me a lot, and I am indebted to him, I am Zack, what is your name?” he said with a flirtatious smile on his face. Mora flinched, Manager Zack was expecting a slender fair arm, like jade, but to his dismay. A wrinkled arm took his outstretched arm for a handshake. “Um…” he mused, his face changing drastically the very moment he saw the owner's wrinkled face.

Can't you tell I haven't slept very well since the last time that we spoke? "Woah, wait!" Zack's baritone voice echoed inside the room. He looked baffled as he turned to his silver watch. He ran from the field which made his breathing unstable as he spoke, "Wow, you're early, Zeekie!"