FlameheartThe Elite Alliance are just pawns in a game of chess. I doubt if they even know how vile their leaders or backers are. If they had even an ounce of the information, they certainly would shit their pants. But why should I care? They made their decision and they would never heed my warning anyway. Even if I were to tell them what I just experienced, they would certainly classify me as eccentric and downright mad. No one, not even my mate would believe me. The only people I know would believe me are Gunther and Arthur. They know me well and they know I would never cook up such a story. This world is surely full of surprises! Grabbing my jacket, I turn towards Dawson and ask, "Are you sure that I am free to go?""Yes, yes, Mr. Flameheart. The ladies called and said that they made a mistake. They have finally found the guy and you two look quite alike. He has agreed to take responsibility. They also extended their regret and they asked for your forgiveness." Dawson clarifies.
Flameheart The chief's two distinct eyes, grow a size bigger when I tell him of the impending chaos. He is bewildered because nothing makes sense to him. This also confirms that he truly had nothing to do with all this. I am happy that I did not misjudge him from the beginning. "Can I get you anything to drink, chief...?" "Fletcher. Donald Fletcher." "Well, nice to meet you, Donald. You already know my name. Can I get you a scotch, then?" "Sure, thanks!" Donald nods as he readily agrees. I cannot blame him. Even I am stupefied by everything that happened. I need a strong drink to calm my nerves as well as my rage. I cannot risk my alpha aura seeping out and affecting innocent people. I am mad at myself for falling prey to those idiots. Because of that, I missed spending time with my kids. Even if I were to rush home now, it is past bedtime already. I missed the first six years of their life and I vowed to make it up to them. Now, some idiots took away that precious opportunity
Flameheart"Chief Fletcher, I guess you now know the kind of deranged criminals you are dealing with. Since you already believe in magic, I suggest you call someone to fortify the precinct. Else, every one of your subordinates will fall prey to these cunning idiots."I watch Donald closely as the wheels turn in his head. After a while, he blows a deep breath and shrugs. He is a wise man and it will not surprise me if he is somehow gifted. The mere fact that he managed to understand that whatever happened earlier on, could have been sorcery, makes him the wisest human I have ever met. "Chairman Flameheart, thank you so much for acting quickly, with my subordinates. However, will the medical intervention alone be enough to save them? From the way I saw it, Dawson collapsed when he wanted to speak. Which means a curse must have been placed on all of them. How are we to help them if that's the case?""That is why I suggested that the doctor gives some sort of medication that will erase t
GuntherI walk into the study and almost halt by the door when I feel the forbidding aura emanating from alpha Flameheart. He is brooding and his aura is too much for me to handle. I may be his beta, but when he unleashes his true alpha king aura, even I cannot withstand it. Seeing that he is so engrossed in his thoughts that he does not notice me, I slump to the floor and let out a pained groan. No one can withstand Flameheart's aura. I Would not dare try to resist it as well. Otherwise, I would be hospitalized for severe internal injuries. Of course, being the supreme beta, I would heal faster. But let's face it. Pain is pain after all. For that short while, it would still hurt.I guess my groan pulls him out of his reverie and he instantly curbs his aura. When he turns towards the door, he springs up and rushes to help me up. "Gunther! Goddess! What have I done? I am so sorry, buddy. Please hang in there." Alpha sounds frantic and I smile ruefully. Only when he wipes my mouth do
UnknownWhilst Gunther rushed to Sussexville to gather the agents, Athena was not sitting idly by. She had decided that she had been sitting idle for too long. Her perpetrators had since forgotten about the pain and humiliation they caused her. To make matters worse, they decided to humiliate her man! Athena was enraged. Although she gives off a gentle and demure facade, deep within lay a decisive and daring woman. She has bottled plenty of emotions since she was young. All the injustices surged forward and roused the deep-seated rage and hatred she has been trying to suppress for years. All this was because she knew that the same people who destroyed her seven years back, were the same people targeting Flameheart this time around. They say that when the sky is angry, storms besieged the earth, and when a person is angry, disaster ensues. This is the very situation that Athen is in. She has put up with a lot of nonsense from her family and their friends as well as colleagues. She can
FlameheartIt has been three days since my subordinates began attacking the Elite Alliance. Yet the latter had countermeasures. Their shares would drop significantly and in the next three hours or so, rise back again. As frustrating as it is for the Genius Agency lot, it is no big deal for me. After truly thinking long and hard about it, I do not want to give them such an easy way out. These frustrations are just a marinade. The real deal is what's coming after. It was my idea after all. I am the one who told my subordinates to go easy on them but not without considerable damage. All businesses linked to the Elite Alliance have to suffer considerable losses. I do not want them to be wiped off anymore. My ploy is to lure those operating in the dark behind the alliance out in the open. Hence I instructed my people to not go all out. If they are to truly struggle with such an easy task, then they certainly would not have been worthy of being part of the Flameheart Genius Agency. Just
Flameheart"Whatever you do, you must not reveal your true identity to this vampire, Aiden." Uncle Arthur warns me through mindlink. I know that he is worried but even the demons that abducted me died without knowing my true identity. Emberwing is way stronger than I ever gave him credit for. These people do not know that it is easier for me to conceal my aura that even one with a discerning eye, can miss it. Instead of worrying about me, Uncle Arthur should worry about himself. After all, the two of them are old acquaintances. The vampire is bound to recognize him. Once that happens, I am quite certain that he will ignore me and focus on Uncle Arthur, instead. However, just to make him feel at ease, I retract my elongated claws and steady m bubbling rage. Then I look at him and give a slight nod. Afterwards, I unbuckle my seatbelt and turn to look at the vampire king before feigning ignorance. I am to infuriate this deranged old vampire. "What's up with you, pal? Did you somehow
Vampire KingEven in their death, those white witches still pose a huge threat to my existence. It infuriates me to know that even though I orchestrated the annihilation of their entire race, they still have the power to suppress me from beyond the grave.Ha! I am so ashamed to proclaim that I have roamed the earth for over a thousand years. When I am still haunted by those long-dead. As a vampire, nothing fazes me anymore, yet the existence of the white witches managed to put me in my place. Especially that hybrid Seraphim. She made my life so miserable when she was alive. Not only was she born from a powerful witch, but her father was also the greatest warrior known in werewolf history. Her mother was the queen of witches. The fact that the witches had a rapport with the werewolves made her union with the alpha prince feasible.Everyone in their respective realms was exhilarated when it was announced that she was mated to the alpha prince. For a while, they were really invincible.