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Camilla said, her tone steady and cold. We stepped back to avoid a group of newly turned rogues, and through a gap in the fight, I saw it happen. Julian and Damian attacked Zarek at the same time, one going for his legs, the other for his throat. In a flash, Zarek’s head was cut off. But something about his death felt wrong. A king that terrifying shouldn’t have died like any other rogue. ‘No, this was too easy. He barely even fought back. Something is wrong,’ my wolf warned.

He shifts into a wolf in the blink of an eye, head-butting me. His wolf is nothing compared to mine, and I know I can take him, but he runs away before I can get over the sensation in my head. When I look around, the crowd has dispersed, and it is just Zane, slowly dying, Ariana cowering in a corner, the godfather, and Rufus with the rest of the guards. I slowly shift back, rushing towards Zane. “You can kill me now, and I will gladly pass away in peace,” he says. I ignore him, touching his neck to see that his veins are still active.

The horse kicked the air with its front hooves, hating to be cornered with predators. Our little intruder hissed and swiped at Ozias, trying to keep him away. Hackles raised. Jaw snapping. The one Maverick had downed before we interfered was already spurting blood, Dargan's mouth dripping blood. Calming the rage slightly, I trotted to where Ozias trapped the wolf. My eyes met Alvara's. Free swirled inside her. Trembles danced down her spine. She was utterly afraid to go back. To meet Eugene head-on once more in a confined space. We would all lay down our lives before they could take her again. 'Leave him alive. We need information.' I said to Ozias through our link. The golden wolf nodded hi

I needed to believe she was alive. The wolf, I now recognized as Paul, tried to run. He was a coward. He would not escape. Then, he stopped. He looked at me. He charged. He was hurt. He was tired. This fight would have been fun if he was strong. Now, it was easy. I pushed him to the ground. I was about to rip out his throat. "Don't kill him," Zara said. Her voice was soft, and low.

Silas, Rowan, Mara, and Nadia Clarke flanked him, their presence a silent reminder that the Wolfe pack was both a shield and a weapon. Zaria perched at the far side of the table, her silver eyes calm but alert, reading not only the faces of the humans around them but the subtle cues they emitted—the pulse, the faint tremor of hesitation, the scent of deceit. Her wolf Caelus whispered beneath her ribs, alert, patient, waiting for a trigger.

I paid her and I left and I walked back through the outer settlement with the vial in my closed fist and my wolf running low and quiet and my mind already three moves ahead of where my feet were. Zara thought she was dangerous. Zara sitting in her confinement or wherever she had gotten to now with her fake pregnancy plan and her contacts and her witchcraft ideas thought she was the most dangerous woman in this situation and she was wrong. Zara was dangerous in the way that loud things were dangerous, obviously, visibly, in ways that people could see coming and move away from.

Most of the players did as allowed; rarely were there people like Zayn who went solo. Zayn was dropped in a deeper part of the jungle. Just as he hopped off the helicopter, he met a pack of hunting wolves. When they spotted him, they pounced. Without looking at them, he landed two kicks on the head of two wolves that charged at him first, flinging them away and killing them. When the other wolves saw that, they howled in terror and fled.

He nervously chuckles, pretending it means nothing to him, when in reality he crumbles. I nod towards Zain and we both start to assault at them at the same time. Neither of them sure where to look first. At the same time, I focus the pictures in my head onto the Alpha. All the Awful disgusting ones I seen of him. Killing people, frightened Wolves, young wolves shuddering as he killed their Alpha’s. The Bloodshed he has created. Zain now attacks Rose in diversion as I slide through the Alpha’s legs. Jumping off Zain’s back on top of Faron, who is still looking down not knowing where I have gone.

"I’ve been watching you‚ Sharon Bliss. You are no ordinary werewolf. You’ve awakened a power that hasn’t been seen in centuries a power that ‚ if unchecked‚ will destroy not only you‚ but everyone you love.." A chill slid through Sharon’s veins. "I didn’t ask for this.. I don’t even know how to control it.". "That’s why I’m here ‚" Zara said calmly. "To train you before it consumes you. Killian and Mirabel are pawns in a much greater game. The real danger is already watching.. waiting for its moment to strike." Jake’s glare sharpened. "If you know so much ‚ then tell us who or what this ‘danger’ is."

Several wolves, about 5 or 6 were lying dead on the ground , some who were still standing were heavily injured. But that’s not what had steam coming out of my ears. A stupid rogue was pinning Zoe to the ground, she had been stripped naked and she looked weak. From the strong scent of her arousal in the air, I knew she was on heat. The man was about to shove his dick into her pussy, my heart flipped and I lost it.