's room, guards approach, marching with focused attention, their noses catching our scent. Once we step away from the doorpo

gestures convey, "Is that

elp. Just a warrior is with me." He sighs and wi

t into his room."

see you, and they'll ask me who you are." I i

es. "You can only see me b

t of you too

see me clearly, and my connection to th

complex story. We can delve into it later. O

The truth is, this blackout doesn't impede warriors he

ight, am I righ

re. But why

PM already." He gestures with his elbow, and h

denly asks as we stand at the doorpost,

know...um..." I chuc

" He questions again, making it clear he ca

please. And, don't leave until I return." Smith

ll him back. "Where are

You can't just enter

uring this scorching heat, yet you need approval from my fath

." I tell him, but he stares blankly.

om moving away. He can't see me but senses someone beside you. He's returning wit

ing and gasping, leaning my bent back on t

ned if Dad discovers Alex is here. I don't want to ruin this pack; we only need to eliminate t

dow. I hesitantly rise to my feet, peeping through the window to see Dad moving around, greeting his

aughter intensifies as I see Alex also amused, c

im here so we can eliminate him?" I ask,

thirty-five minutes to 12 am, and

ess." I say, my hands rushing t

gether, and blood spurts out. He licks the blood, smirking. "This is

t him, raising my left

opened the gate."

you creep me out to the core." I pretend to aim

e you can see me, and I can see you, we should kee

s, sitting on my bed. "Very

I could get mates in this p

rld. Only a ghost that returns to the world can you choose from." He inform

wouldn't want to do that." I say

s now twenty-five minutes to twelve. Do

be, someday

what about Thompson? Will he be alive? Can I be an Alpha in this ghost world, an

t's easy for me to let you murde

il. He's a tyran

sense, Alex. You have

why the hell you think the answer to my

ou're just a friend, and you'r

have resiste

t does th

and we will rule packs. It's uncalled for, to

d arguing. Do you think this can work?" Dad sudd

l out of my room." I tell him. "Before I open

is." Alex taps my shoulders

e's so near and since his paranormal being is dormant. So, now, tr

move up to the door and draw the next slide. Just touch the t

. At once, Dad's memories return to normalcy as he stru

ms vibrate as my eyes focus on it,

ake the sword shorter, like a dagger, with his other hand, he hesitates, wary of potentially freeing Thompson. Tho

m my nostrils. I twist my hand, and the sword sparkles as it r

Alex, and he nods, still processing

Dad's neck with

ronger. We have just ten m

winces in pain, his neck faltering