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Dax asks. “Yeah, this didn’t happen on pack lands, this is human land. And a human victim. So, human cops.” I remind him. “Beta Cayden”, I say in the mind link, “call the local P.D. and tell them we have a deceased human male in the no man’s land between our pack and Alpha Connor’s.” “Oh, shit. Is it…?” He asks as though he doesn’t want to say the word. “Yeah. The guy has two small puncture wounds on his neck.”

“Jailbird is one of our most requested performers. I hope you understand she doesn't come cheap.” “I already paid.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out the folded slip Carter had shoved into my hand at the party. His handwriting was messy, but the stamp on the bottom was unmistakable, the official Fantasy Island mark with today’s date and the performer code underneath. Madam Fantasy took the slip from me. She inspected it under the nearest light, her expression sharpening as she checked each detail. She then smiled. "Jailbird is excellent. Very popular. She'll take good care of you."

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

I punch him in the arm and, being the nice guy that he is, pretends that I actually hurt him. Daniel Jay McCowan's lean body stand about five foot ten; his tendons frequently stretching over his muscles. He was our high school's running back, probably would have gone to college on scholarship had he not injured his shoulder senior year. His dusty brown hair always tends to flop in front of his face when he moves, and his green eyes have always had a glint of mischief in them. All that, combined with Audrey's fiery personality and my willingness to go along with all their schemes, and we were always getting ourselves into trouble.

I kept my voice low as I spoke to Lee, "surely we can figure out a peaceful way of stopping this? Not that they deserve it..." "I don't think they'll give in easily, they're a ruthless group, from what I know of this family, they're akin to the mafia... or are them, something along those lines," Lee replied, keeping quiet as well. "There's too many of them, we should..." he trailed off. The look I was giving him clued him into my dislike for what he was about to say. I didn't need to read his thoughts to know he wanted to flee instead.

Kim pouted slapping her forearm " Don't joke around like that, fine, if you don't want to tell me then I won't pursue the matter anymore. Let's talk about something else- hmm, oh yes, have you heard Cruella is coming back?" " Cruella? Who?" Kim looked at her like she has just gone crazy " you... You don't know who Cruella is? Cruella!! Caroline! Carter and Alex's dear old mum. The one and only, dictator of the pack" Thalia smiled a little at her description " are you sure she is that bad?"

The plan is to call Alayasia’s father to get money from him. I lean back in my chair, my chest feeling tight. I don’t want to make this call because he’s a scary guy. Alpha Geoffroy Bannon of the White Paw pack is a scary guy. He’s ruthless and cold as ice. He’s not one that you want to cross, and I’m not sure how well this conversation will go.

“And who is this… gentleman?” Wan wittingly pushed Akmal to the front while grinning and all. “The man is Akmal, can call him Mal.” “Oh, nice to meet you.” His creased moon became prominent when he was introduced to a handsome man. “The name is Petal.” “Petal?” Akmal asked judgely. “Aw! I mean… nice meeting you. Mal.” He shook his hands. “Of course, that is my codename.” Petal laughed sweetly yet nervously when he was judged like that.

Paloma is a pessimist and crusher. '

Ethan: You’ll do it when I tell you. My breath caught. Heat flooded my cheeks. I stared at the screen, cock twitching in my fist like it had its own mind. I was nineteen. A freshman. Still living under the same roof as my best friend’s big brother. One wrong move and my brother would disown me. My parents would cut me off. The whole campus would know I was some dirty secret pet of the captain.