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-BLAYNE’S POV – “Thank you, Blayne.” Sianna took the Regant file from me and the cyan face towel fell from her hand. The folder contained the list of the thirty-one children who were to be placed into our education system. “I’ll complete these later.” The swearing-in ceremony for the Regant Rogues was conducted four days ago and now Cleo has some peace. My protective arms encircled Cleo as she nestled up against my chest. I removed her tangled hair from her face. She moaned and tossed her right leg over mine, rousing my cock. She habitually did that which customarily led to intense early-morning sex. I kept my gaze fixed on her for almost an hour, savoring her warmth and her seductive aroma. I've been doing it every day before I pry myself away from bed. I left her sleeping this morning. She was a tired mess. Unfortunately, the children were behind in their education and would require a special program to get them on par with the kids in our pack. Sianna did not attend the ceremon
-CLEO’S POV- How could I be so stupid? I walked right into a fucking trap. When I called Aunt Sora on the number that she gave me, she pretended to be extremely thrilled and specially requested to see her long-lost niece in Albus City in Washington. I was aware that Blayne would prohibit me from leaving the territory by myself. I didn't want him to be overbearing and smothering which led me to venture alone. Blayne had missions coming up and since we were meeting in a city that was neutral territory, I took the risk under the mistaken impression that these were people who cared about me. Forest Gladiators Pack owned forty percent of Washington and Venomane Krymes possessed thirty percent. Located in the center of the state, Albus City was unclaimed and so anyone could enter. Therefore, I thought that I would meet and greet them and then be back in Dark Wolverson before Blayne returned from his missions. “I warned you, but you never listen to me,” My wolf scowled. “Stop making me
-CLEO’S POV- Run! Cleo, run! Fangrymes Survivor had begun. The gates closed. I sprinted down the dark passageway of the tunnel. Staying ahead of my rivals was vital since I was the number one target. There was a tangible black veil of gloom. A reminder of our date with death. The horrifying sound of ripping flesh resounded through the underground corridor. One, two, three, four different utter shrills and pained howls announced their departure from the land of the living. Speed, strategy, and perseverance. Footsteps were a mere mile away. Their thirst and tenacity for blood clung to the air that surrounded us, coupled with the chilling wails of despair. Musty air, grey brick walls, and dusty rock flooring sharply cut my bare feet. I tried to shift but could not. Wolfsbane mist must have been pumped into the PVC pipes in order for it to percolate into the tunnel from the utilidor to affect us. Luckily, I had a disadvantage over the Omegas. After being marked by the Royal Gamma
-CLEO’S POV- As the tunnel ground quivered from the explosion, hysterical screams filled the air. The omegas panicked and hugged each other. My body swayed like a surfer trying to keep from tumbling over. A gas line had obviously cracked and permeated the tunnel. Dirt particles rained down on us, creating clouds of dust. Only a few grey bricks fell out of place. Were they going to fry us like chicken tenders? The gas odor was so strong that the slightest spark could bake the entire underground channels. Cough! The shaking ceased. Every head turned to look at me. "Check the person next to you and ensure that they are okay. Let me know if anyone is hurt." I ordered. We had to leave the tunnels and at the same time plan for battle. I helped the young blonde to stand on her feet. The bleeding on her forehead halted, slowly healing. I scanned the open space. "We need to move out. There's a gas leak and we don't know what they're planning." My wolf sat on her rear, wagging her ta
-CLEO’S POV- Alpha Vance redirected his lethal glare to Alpha Richard Krymes. Blayne and I stood in an embrace watching the scene. Clinging to his touch was my attempt to placate my nerves. His wolf was on edge because he didn't want me out of his sight or away from him. The Omega participants from Fangrymes huddled in proximity. Other members of the pack, both clothed and naked, drew close to watch the conviction. Anxiety seeped through their pores. It was Krymes' turn to bow to someone, namely, the towering Alpha King. Duke stood tall and broad with a permanent scowl on his otherwise handsome face as he kept a watchful eye on the surrounding wolves. Unclad, Wade ran up to us and bowed his head to deliver the report. “Alpha, all our men are unharmed. Venomane lost three hundred warriors. We got the people out of the underground bunker. Everyone is accounted for and the borders are secure, sir.” “Contain the dead and let their families take care of them. They may hold proper bur
-BLAYNE’S POV- Cleo disappeared into the pack house to request that the Omegas prepare rooming and board for us. All the Krymes spawns were apprehended and placed in the cell. Vance’s order was to eradicate the entire bloodline to ensure that not one of them could create further tyranny or war in the future. The sight of their quivering forms was like fuel to the gorging fire or reprisal that burned within me. The acrid scent of their fear distastefully hung in the air. My judgment was extended to them for allowing one of their own to hurt my Cleo. My wolf wanted their blood, especially since we did not get the opportunity to kill Richard Krymes. My beast was overpowering me now. Ready for a killing spree, here, in their underground rooms. Their gut-wrenching screams reverberated through the underground facility like a horrendous contagion effect. Standing shirtless and in black gym shorts, I looked around the torture room at the bodies before me. Blood flooded the floor, washing
-KEISHA’S POV- My foot pressed the throttle pedal to accelerate on the state highway with the scenic Cascade Mountains in the distance. I was in a hurry. This was an emergency. It was now or never. My pulse quickened from the anxiety. Ten minutes away from Tara’s café. I’m tapping my index fingers on the steering wheel and whistling to the tune of ‘You and I’ by Lady Gaga. Glancing at the time, it was around one o’clock now. The phone screen lit up on the dashboard, chiming ridiculously non-stop. I took it out of the holder. It was Andrew, Duke’s father. Oh, goddess. My breath hitched. Letting it go to voicemail was a better option. I’ll call him back soon. I managed to lose the warriors who were assigned to be my bodyguard. Even knowing how worried they were because I was not at the pack house would not deter me from my goal. I had to be quick about it before going home. Therefore, I drove adequately fast. This was a secret that solely Tara would know and I just might get away
-SIANNA’S POV-“Ugh! I cannot support this!” I argued with cracks between my brows. Contorting a perfectly glamorous face. “Why do you force me?”“Firecat,” My mate extended a hand and helped me from the silver-grey limousine in front of the grandiose hotel at RoseWater Prowlers Pack. “This is no different from when a werewolf rejects his fated mate to be with another who he might choose.”Lightly, I bit my bottom lip because I wanted to be angry at this man. However, the gorgeous sight of his chiseled jaw and nose, lush soft lips, and piercing green eyes that gleamed in delight of my outfit, made it impossible to hold a grudge.He’s been raking his lustful eyes over me since I got dressed for the event. I wore a baby pink floor-length one-shoulder sequin mermaid dress with frills and crystal embellishments that zips up the back and has a long split up to the hip on the left.You’d think that I was naked because of the way he licked his lips a thousand times, with eyes narrowing and n
-VANCE’S POV-Looking up from the laptop with concern, I found Sianna sultrily shimmying out of her dress. My lips parted to the slightest bit and my cock hardened. Our wanton eyes clashed. She raised a brow at me and sashayed her sexy body towards me.The conference was still going on and I couldn’t let them see her in that incredibly salacious lingerie, but I couldn’t take my heated eyes off her.“I came to join the meeting.” She teased in such a sexy way that made a growl slip from me.The soft lines of her hips and thighs had my cock stiffening in my pants. Her hips swayed in that sheer lingerie set in black lace with a crotchless G-string. The rosy nipples of her round breasts peeked through the matching bralette and a choker adorned her neck.The culmination of all my impulses was the need to latch onto those nipples with my lips, suck on them, and bite them down until she released that startled, demanding moan. My cock desired mainly one thing.Her.My addiction. I need to touc
-SIANNA’S POV-“Can we go home now,” Venus hoarsely pleaded with harlequin eyes, sitting up in the hospital bed of the bright sun-filled room. “I could eat some burgers, fries, and a coke.” Her gaze flickered from me to her Dad. “I’m starving.”Miriam, Marlena, Vance, Hailey, Mom, and I laughed as she said that. A sigh of relief left me as I looked at my daughter who was back to her old self after receiving the antidote. A lot of love flowed through the room.It’s been two weeks since she has been comatose. Can you imagine how thrilled I was when my mate told me about the antidote to get all of the kripling’s blood out of her system? We arranged everything for the next day.Just the sight of my daughter was enough to clog my throat with tears. Mom’s slender hand was warmly in mine as Marlena and Miriam helped Venus awaken from her coma. Vance held my shoulders, standing behind me. Hailey chewed her nails, ruining her manicured fingers.“We’re almost done, princess,” Vance stated, nonc
-VANCE’S POV-A thin smile curled my lips to see him being the usual hot-blooded Gamma that he was. Instead of thinking of himself, Blayne was coercing me into another battle. Contrarily, I preferred to fix the rift between me and my Luna. There was no anger or burning sensation in the link of the mate bond, but it did not mean that she was not still upset with me.“No.” I finally answered him. “We killed their king and generals. The Supernatural Triad Council’s gatekeepers are searching for Squiggles.” I deciphered. “The werelions will be humbled by their loss and the drastic reduction in their population. It will take years before they wage war against us. It is at that time that my generation will eliminate them.”“All planned out, huh?” Blayne scowled with disappointment. Even with his limp, he managed to keep up with me.“Yep.” I dictated as we made it to the top and sniffed the air. My eyes narrowed slightly as my face wrinkled up. “You smell cheesy, Blayne. Take a few days off.
-VANCE’S POV-Approximately one hundred of our warriors lined the gray plateau at the summit of the cliff, southwest of the territory. Awe-inspiring scenery can be seen here thanks to the panoramic view of the horizon and the thundering waterfall to the right which plummets directly into the ocean.Given its natural beauty and the absence of unpleasant recollections of bloodshed, it would be a pity to tarnish the region's unblemished history today.It was the Black Ops Patrol Station at the end of Beacanview Forest that alerted Raj of our visitors. Undoubtedly, he must have gotten the word to Blayne, or maybe Blayne beat it out of him. Either way, he was not supposed to be working.“Oh damn!” I inspected my battered Gamma up and down before we went down the granite cliffside trail. “You look worse than Freddy Krueger.”My heart went out to him and, oh boy, I was thrilled that he was alive. Although, he was disobeying my orders.Blayne was in black gym shorts with his blistered top shi
-THIRD PERSON’S POV-Venus and Vaheed sat around the breakfast nook. Vaheed was busy on his phone while Venus was reading the Brew'n Herald Newspaper. The paper was previously brought in by Zuzu and she flew away to have her morning flight in the forest.“The investigation update was posted on the front page. Turns out that the kriplings only attacked us. The vampires and witches were not attacked.” Venus highlighted with her harlequin-green eyes fastened to the paper.“Who cares? Dad’s dealing with it.” Vaheed shrugged, finding his phone more entertaining.Venus was disturbed by his uncaring attitude. “Those things were pretty powerful and they hurt me. How can you say that?”Understanding that his words hurt his twin sister’s feelings, Vaheed put his phone on the table and patted her on the shoulder. “Vee, you are safe now. Dad will make sure that they don’t hurt us again.”Venus sighed, gulped down her dose of halo-moon serum from the vial on the table, and went back to flipping th
-SIANNA’S POV-“I wanted to know what my punishment is.” Valen petulantly said as he continued descending the stairs, freshly showered.“Not a good time, Valen,” Vance told him without looking behind. I turned around and picked up a magazine from the center table, blindly flipping over pages.“Well, aren’t you going to give it to me tonight?” Valen pressed with hands in his jeans pockets.“Why are you so eager?” I continued scrolling the page with brewing agitation. “Do you think we’ll go easy on you?”“It’s not that, Mom.” Valen approached the couch, sheepishly. “I just wanted to start it right now.”“Why?” I flipped my head around and turned my body on the couch to scrutinize his face properly.“My punishment will end on Friday and there’s a party at Benji’s house on Saturday,” Valen dared to mention, battling an inner monologue.I glared at him. “You have the gall to tell me that you intend to go to a party when your father has just brought you back from an unapproved outing.”“Go
-SIANNA’S POV-“I’m sorry, Mom.” Valen expressed his regret as he entered the foyer of our home with Vance. He did not let me lash out at him for his recklessness.Automatically, I placed my hand over my heart. My entire body slumped in relief as I exhaled heavily. Still, he was going to get the hot seat.I sat in the living room on the long U-shape black leather couch with my head turned in his direction. “Valen, I can’t accept that apology until you explain to me what the hell was going through your head.”Vance stood by the Faux Marble White console table with a gold base, allowing me to handle our son's latest escapade. He would also feel the scourge of my tongue later.It was a little before sunset that Vance and the team went back to the aircraft carrier ship. The journey to Dark Wolverson was long from Oscianever Loch of the Pacific Ocean and so it was the next day in the afternoon when they arrived home. I fretted the entire sleepless night, watching the hours and praying that
-VANCE’S POV-My razor-sharp teeth flashed through the cold smile that I sent to Assad when Raj kneed Tygart into his crotch. Tygart’s eyes went as round as saucers as he dropped his knife, protectively clutched both hands before his family jewels, and fell to his knees. He was as vulnerable as a newly hatched chick coming out of its shell.In a rapid dash, Raj picked up the weapon and slit his neck. Tygart fell on his side and clutched his blood-leaking throat as his life slipped away right before his king and brother.Assad wrestled like crazy to be freed from my grip to no avail. He was powerless and helpless. The defeat eliminated any spark in his orange eyes. “We surrender,” his voice was a hoarse croak.“It doesn’t work like that, trog.” I gritted to Assad as fury rose, burning through my veins.In the meantime, muscles bulged in Kodjo's pallid neck as he ground his teeth in frustration, refusing to relent. As the tenuous seconds ticked by, his breathing labored during the kickb
-VANCE'S POV-Nyx returned in an ethereal white glow and spat out a dead fizzing repulsive form of a kripling and laid it down on the deck of the only ship left intact. He shook his large white head, flashing out his tongue at the distaste of the creature.Nyx set afire the dead kripling that burns into cinders. One down. Two to go. Next, Zuzu, materialized on the deck with the necromancer in one claw and a flailing Assad in the other."Tell her to take them to the shoreline of the first island," I told Valen, and he directed his guardians to do so.With that, all the jets altered their destination to Holmeva Ferney Islands. We found a clearing and managed to land.Alongside five elite warriors, Duke, Raj, Marlena, Valen, Devin and I trotted through a scanty area of bayberry and beach plum trees to the beach. My elites stood behind the criminals with their artillery leveled at them while we stood in front of them.The sea air arrived with a lofty nostalgic draft as blood, death, and s