g from afar. He had elegance and sharpness etched in his poise, a clash of crudity and refinement, yet it blended so well. His saber-like brows rose in strictness, the type that made his men revere h

aining perfectly fine, you don't have to come up the mountain your

hummed, still looking far a

ded piece of art of a man-wolf who had been sitting and still on a dam

die with the flick of a hand in real battle circumstances; the female next to him, she leaves too ma

Lucian had picked, but how was that even possible? Up to fifty people practiced

e field and substitute his lessons for war strategy

um

irection. Lucian's eyes sharpened, and his

empty rock, and a sharp rush of wind blew

es what he feels like.' Blake

ay the mountain could have been intruded on; a force field co

y to see a girl lying in the dirt, face flat.

d the person on the floor. She had just fa

he could say for sure that she was a beauty. Her clothes were of

. He heard the girl mutter, 'Alexandros,' but before he could qu

d into pieces was more reason to be wary. On a closer look, unlike anything h

rc

, any of whom he couldn't afford to mingle with; he would have to eliminate her. She had found his sec

icked up the unconscio

**

s and met with a cal

range places with body pain all over?

ushing her into some magic vortex, and Garvin almost dragging her out.

was lucky for her unusual body constitution; if not, she was sure

ad worked, and she had safely landed a

o to her? She understood that Garvin, in his right senses, wouldn't hurt the Beta's daughter, but She also

her friend was safe or

ciousness in a week." A voice spoke, making Freya jerk off the bed and into a defensive mode. She looked around the room, now

eek? Goddamit! Even she wou

back a scream; her body h

had a very tall structure for a woman, yet her body

y to the opinion, the Werewolves were uncouth and

For a moment, Freya was thoroughly entranced, but then her life was on the line here.

forehead. Her internal injuries must have been too dreadful from the rejection. S

ell Luc," The Lady

? Was she at the wrong place? Goddess no! If there were any

ady stuff," the lady shook her head. Welco

l day, Freya would have swooned, but then, Cintra! She had

she had landed a