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“So, what do we need to know about Domlur?” Quinn asked while we are eating our breakfast at Rendall’s house. Last night, we decided to plan everything so that we can pull off this mission. It was supposed to be my mission but they used the word “our” and I can’t help but be thankful that I have them. “Well, Domlur is where werewolves live.” Quinn and I scowled at what Rendall said. That is common knowledge for god’s sake.

“I will grant it as long as you don’t ask me to release you.” “No, I don’t ask you to release me. Please, let Mimi go back to our pack.” “Mimi?” Bill looked around and saw Mimi. “Ah, there you are. What are you doing here?” Mimi bowed her body and her head to Bill. “Alpha Bill, I’m Psi Mimi from the Wild Wolves Pack. I came here with Luna Lisa. I’m … well, I serve her.” “Oh? I see. But why didn’t you follow her?” Bill asked.

We couldn’t know what he was saying because only pack members could talk to each other this way in wolf form, unless they had a witch to help them, and since they hated witches, they didn’t have the advantage we did. “Done!” Murdina yelled as she jumped off the cliff without hesitation. Una and I looked at each other, nodded, and jumped. We fell into a spiderweb of vines and plants that slowed our fall and broke, so we’d fall into the next web of vines, the previous one disappearing after we’d fallen through. We got to the forest floor without injury and continued towards our pack border. It wouldn’t take long for Ronan and his wolves to catch up with us. The faster we got to Darian and our

My arms itched to pull her to me but my beast and I understood that she needed girls' time. The burial was long over, people had retreated back to their places and yet I remained behind, giving my mate the space to grieve. Yes she was safe in my mother's arms but I wasn't about to risk anything. Mimi had been murdered with a lethal dose of a silver dart, in my pack, a pack full of trained warriors.

He looked like a Spirit wolf. The Gamma launched at him, but Damien successfully dodged. The Gamma attacked again, and Damien dodged. They were at it for a while with Damien dodging every attack. It was clear Alex didn't want to hurt him. Getting frustrated he turned to mist to attack, but Damien did something no spirit wolf had ever done before. He stood on his hind legs, grabbed the head of the mist and pinned it down. A golden light began to emit from him. The rest of the pack backed away, afraid of being touched by the light. The Gamma became whole again under Damien's paws, and Alex spoke in what seemed like a roar.

"Hungry?" I shook my head. "No, I'm fine." He nodded. "Well, we'll eat at Club Moroii." A crease formed between my eyes, tilting my head to the side. "Club Moroii?" He smirked. "It's the most prestigious club for the supernatural in Las Vegas. It's above Lance's casino." I raised an eyebrow. "And the humans don't know?" He shook his head. "No. No humans are allowed entrance. Lance has bodyguards at the top of the stairs and when people get off the elevator. Admittance is by invitation only."