Kyra rolls her eyes and sighs heavily.

"Look, you are the one making this difficult at every step if the way, Hayes. Not me." She groans, her level of annoyance at an all-time high.

"You make it seem like it is intentional." I grunt and she growls, yanking at her hair.

"Hayes, you are impossible to work with now. You used to "

"Be a pushover?" I ask, shrugging. "Or perhaps you are looking for the word diplomatic?"

"Diplomatic seems more fitting, I guess," she mutters.

"I am no longer the beta. I don't have to worry about being diplomatic anymore. Not to mention we are in a fucking war where there are no rules." I shout at her, my voice rising. "Lover's quarrels are so strange." Teiran muses to himself as I cut him a glare.

"Is this how mates always talk?" Flora asks, amused.

"Make for better make up later." Teiran explains to her and I scoff, taking a stumble back. Is this whole fucking thing a joke? Just some charade to laugh at? We have been hunting for this bastard for years. He has caused so much destruction and proven he doesn't give up. How long had he been playing Merikh and the others?

"If we take him alive, he will get away." I tell them all, looking around. "That is not a worst-case scenario. It is the ONLY scenario, and then we are back to tracking the asshole down all over again."

"You always underestimate everyone." Kyra snaps, reaching up for Flora to help her up.

conversation is done." I grit out, stalking over to the ball of roots. My hand transforms into a claw as

want with Ezrah? Is it to say goodbye to someone he regarded highly as a friend? Or perhaps he has gone

species, he is betrothed to his word and his occupation. He doesn't care who wins this fucking war, he only cares

quickly as they are replaced. They all talk behind me, no doubt trying to discuss what to do next, but if they think

My lycan wants to respond, but I push aside the bond that connects us, or at least I

have in my heart for the asshole who allowed all of this

child, but the truth is he did it because it's the closest

four large steps to

She says, her hand reaching up and pressing to my chest. The shocks make me shiver and I see her skin prickle. "Killing Ezrah

figure out, but it makes my mouth dry as I press my lips together in disappointment. How can she think this is about bringing anyone back? This isn't about

a bastard who is allowing a species to be wiped out. Yeah, it took me a while to realize that, but once I did, I realized, Ezrah

me on edge. I may have no desire to live,

bring them back," I whisper and she shakes her

all

for anyone who wants

to say something, ask me something. But I can't give her the answer she wants yet. I'm not worthy yet, not available in my heart for her, for anything that

falls onto the ground groaning out in pain, her hands gingerly holding her thigh as she tries to breathe through her teeth, spit flying out while tears spring free. I look up, flames of shock and anger scorching

tries to escape as Teiran flies higher and higher. I then watch as Flora uses her power to cling on, leaving Kyra and

much as she can as she

bones compacting as I use the pain to distract the murderous rage growing

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