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No | 2024-11-12 13:31 | active | 1786 | 0 | My arrow skipped across this turkeys head!? | SHOP_NOW | https://accubow.com/collections/accubow-training-b | Matt Busbice | https://www.facebook.com/mattbusbicebusiness/ | 474,999 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | accubow.com | VIDEO | https://accubow.com/collections/accubow-training-bows | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465536106_1066884594929815_4310655951342412248_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KOO2sFUZlQwQ7kNvgHvRRuC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=APpWo1-i7KexnWptF0yGQ3s&oh=00_AYBi2qUAi3gbgKM3kSpa2Zihr67Yv2tHQKQVyw4wpOTfgg&oe=673998CE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Matt Busbice | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 13:33 | active | 1786 | 0 | Smart Wireless Headphone Sunglasses | đś2024 new bluetooth glasses make a grand debut! đWireless Bluetooth connection,,allowing you to enjoy a free and unfettered world of music! Fashionable design, comfortable to wear.⨠| SHOP_NOW | https://appraisalm.com/products/sunglasses-4 | Appraisalm | https://www.facebook.com/100090392443780/ | 208 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | appraisalm.com | VIDEO | https://appraisalm.com/products/sunglasses-4 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/458912088_907327587943097_1770435931492262860_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=esQoWMjw9nsQ7kNvgFokAa9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aan0H3WBBPTFv5_x7LThieU&oh=00_AYC8ZIam1OL4tnGHxM-vs5tDUPw9z8clcKO8h2bUlSKpRw&oe=67397F99 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Appraisalm | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Ravin offers 1 Crossbow per Household after a lawsuit over misleading advertising prices đ Check eligibility đ tinyurl.com/yvb72ude | APPLY_NOW | https://pocketpromo.site/?key=wnouot1fjg4v5q7gpykx | Crossbows For you | https://www.facebook.com/61561662806429/ | 12 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Apply now | 0 | IMAGE | https://pocketpromo.site/?key=wnouot1fjg4v5q7gpykx&asn=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D&pla=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&adn=%7B%7Bad.name%7D%7D&son=%7B%7Bsite_source_name%7D%7D&adi=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&cai=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&asi=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&fbpixel=4018724614932970&t1=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&td=td | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/449067180_1162631364995514_8801512956545277818_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=508-Ewd7JzcQ7kNvgHR37L1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ApWGIy4ns9LKed4CFSk8l7R&oh=00_AYD9m41HnpDKk5Rila7W-IdFGdhoTNNXqAH1goPLAT_ZBQ&oe=673981AD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Crossbows For you | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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â¤ď¸Building block lovers should not miss it! | Step away from modern life and build the Funwhole Medieval Watchtower, taking you back to the Middle Ages. | SHOP_NOW | https://www.funwhole.com/?utm_source=facebook&utm_ | FUNWHOLE | https://www.facebook.com/FUNWHOLE/ | 81,891 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | funwhole.com | CAROUSEL | Step away from modern life and build the Funwhole Medieval Watchtower, taking you back to the Middle Ages. | https://www.funwhole.com/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium={{campaign.name}}&utm_campaign={{adset.name}}&utm_content={{ad.name}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/450849348_357954830444391_3111708813425945294_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gDVsQFrHDlYQ7kNvgGe9gaK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AcCjppxPsrcGCHmzpKN0oNp&oh=00_AYAKdwB802rjiXuaLTfzF11TUpslD7DkmGnRzbVXiXChTQ&oe=67396DB1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | FUNWHOLE | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 13:34 | active | 1786 | 0 | â¤ď¸âđĽ FINAL DAY: 50% OFF! â¤ď¸âđĽ | Unlock the Power of Transformation! From caterpillar to dragon, experience a magical journey with us. â¤ď¸ | LEARN_MORE | https://www.icefacibuy.top/products/czymmms?campai | Dr. Irwin Goldstein | https://www.facebook.com/61561267838270/ | 329 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | www.icefacibuy.top | VIDEO | https://www.icefacibuy.top/products/czymmms?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/448883048_496986036019694_8947378588746271325_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fR8-PR-S8gYQ7kNvgEGBaiq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ApWGIy4ns9LKed4CFSk8l7R&oh=00_AYCblt6qQVn0qoWFvy5ie_MpW4uD9N8gxD1RGNOZsGuFgw&oe=67397CF3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Dr. Irwin Goldstein | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 13:34 | active | 1786 | 0 | Big guy has shot.đŞ | LEARN_MORE | https://shapesence.com/products/bluevibejj?campaig | Luck Girl | https://www.facebook.com/61560383290603/ | 8 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | shapesence.com | VIDEO | https://shapesence.com/products/bluevibejj?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/448474657_1400240017340790_2287102649331397785_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0tfl34zbO7sQ7kNvgEvVbDN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ApWGIy4ns9LKed4CFSk8l7R&oh=00_AYA-iko2u-YXQIN-M7ZBzbUGV5h_Avx6L4JDO_Yf3h7jZQ&oe=67397F73 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Luck Girl | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Lighted Nock Selector | Don't know what size nock you need? Head over to the nock selector & find the EXACT nock for your arrow. | LEARN_MORE | https://lumenok.com/pages/nock-selector?utm_source | Lumenok | https://www.facebook.com/Lumenok/ | 166,156 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | lumenok.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://lumenok.com/pages/nock-selector?utm_source=Social&utm_medium=Facebook_Insta_Nock+Selector&utm_campaign=Nock_Selector_Social_Ad | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393501653_1971134739939628_5368681016984060141_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FBd8kqnE5I4Q7kNvgF1Wtny&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ApWGIy4ns9LKed4CFSk8l7R&oh=00_AYDRAPn6gK1ZgGH_uC6xEq0-ASpyl1PvJkCPwtMUmn1_XA&oe=67398A22 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Lumenok | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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đĽ Coming Soon on Kickstarter â 60% OFF! đ | đ°ď¸ Throughout history, there was a secret Lodge that invented everything! đ°ď¸ They were the Masters⌠and their legacy is captured in The Codex. In this book, their timeless inventions come to lifeâfrom the Wheel and Compass to the Printing Press, the Steam Engine, and beyond. Each page dives into the ingenuity that built our world.The Codex is an illustrated encyclopedia đ of inventions, mechanisms, and concepts that transformed humanity. This book unveils how the world works with 300 vintage-inspired pages filled with intricate illustrations and stories. âď¸ Leonardo Da Vinciâs intricate machines and designs 𩺠Avicennaâs revolutionary approach to healing âď¸ Ancient weapons, armor, and battle tactics đ Submarines, pirate navigation, and caravels on the high seas Arranged chronologically across Early Stages, Ancient Period, Middle Ages, Industrial Revolution, Modernity, and The Future, this book connects us with the minds that built the modern world. đ Preorder now on Kickstarter to get a special early bird discount and a free gift from Rebel Thinkers! đ âĄď¸ https://subscribepage.io/rebel-thinkers | SIGN_UP | https://subscribepage.io/rebel-thinkers | The Codex. Inventions of the Human Mind | https://www.facebook.com/61567353086751/ | 3,696 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sign Up | 0 | subscribepage.io | DCO | https://subscribepage.io/rebel-thinkers | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465650719_8600261123361121_5066668382304327918_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ogyZRIJdEJEQ7kNvgEerH5A&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APpWo1-i7KexnWptF0yGQ3s&oh=00_AYC17yfrOA-vr9jqWzrVKHV4T62INpnHIlDjE5fzxbHvRA&oe=673992B6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | The Codex. Inventions of the Human Mind | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 13:34 | active | 1786 | 0 | â¤ď¸âđĽ FINAL DAY: 50% OFF! â¤ď¸âđĽ | Unlock the Power of Transformation! From caterpillar to dragon, experience a magical journey with us. â¤ď¸ | LEARN_MORE | https://www.icefacibuy.top/products/czymmms?campai | Dr. Ira Sharlip | https://www.facebook.com/61561535936393/ | 13 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | www.icefacibuy.top | VIDEO | https://www.icefacibuy.top/products/czymmms?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/449601722_998505708081688_1395781613132559972_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=O59ZsmOwdyUQ7kNvgGmEjdu&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AfRqmc5-bvtovIAXtzKtPSW&oh=00_AYCN5T7cw7L_l-iZpD4o41U6zeBoKmna_RLyj0064PdjrQ&oe=67398598 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Dr. Ira Sharlip | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 13:34 | active | 1786 | 0 | đś2024 new bluetooth glasses make a grand debut! đWireless Bluetooth connection,you can wear it to listen to music, talk, navigateplay games, watch TV, take online classes, Home office, outdoor mountaineering and other occasions.𼳠Let glasses become your life, work smart little assistant.⨠| SHOP_NOW | https://www.eneralizek.com/products/sunglasses-2 | Eneralizek/ | https://www.facebook.com/61556243093100/ | 115 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | www.eneralizek.com | VIDEO | https://www.eneralizek.com/products/sunglasses-2 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/451955009_762810005796069_3690330595625997767_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BQFWM4qQJG0Q7kNvgF-7gyR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A7ZLPAG0GwUrpDfY0CLKijS&oh=00_AYDLp_8G8G0V0xmtsjGVOUmk6IxQxifBi3oyvvS5pNbXhQ&oe=673975CE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Eneralizek/ | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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đĽ Coming Soon on Kickstarter â 60% OFF! đ | ⨠Launching Soon on Kickstarter ⨠From Da Vinciâs machines to Teslaâs marvels, The Codex covers it all!đ Join now for 47% OFF and be a part of history. đ https://subscribepage.io/rebel-thinkers | SIGN_UP | https://subscribepage.io/rebel-thinkers | The Codex. Inventions of the Human Mind | https://www.facebook.com/61567353086751/ | 3,696 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sign Up | 0 | subscribepage.io | DCO | https://subscribepage.io/rebel-thinkers | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465677675_554159453916726_4731001010959523508_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NhpFJXwpDaMQ7kNvgHwy5uY&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A45uGMfgYiRRzIJqyUnzRJ8&oh=00_AYBsL3VZjoxlLRAuOgmM0IZ5GVomu9LQcrmJVdjtRTnkrg&oe=67397759 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | The Codex. Inventions of the Human Mind | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-12 13:36 | active | 1786 | 0 | Play for FREE! | That Game Everyone's Playing! Join Now! | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id1084930849 | Frost & FlameďźKing of Avalon | https://www.facebook.com/koadw/ | 1,215,003 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Install now | 0 | itunes.apple.com | VIDEO | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id1084930849 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/433465642_441333268235000_1045342548688800526_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yPqm6g1yHfYQ7kNvgEsNuZR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXP7PM5HbiZ9Zhzk3oDvl7W&oh=00_AYCA1tvwJBcrx25Pgm4V9FGSntNY75BntkpsB6Q6NveMQg&oe=67397B72 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Frost & FlameďźKing of Avalon | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Dynamic Game Play | LEARN_MORE | https://dice-heads.com/monthly-bundle/ | Dice Heads | https://www.facebook.com/diceheads/ | 2,225 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | dice-heads.com | CAROUSEL | https://dice-heads.com/monthly-bundle/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441025634_427601459972226_2244058738067871556_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WJxJkrMyv9gQ7kNvgFDmMrP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZAlzEIBYQ1Fv5Rex1vz-JX&oh=00_AYDOuTTYq-tf_9qpFQk6LJmmkHz_SrevSQmTqIkARvB_bw&oe=67398109 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Dice Heads | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-11-12 13:34 | active | 1786 | 0 | đĽHot Sale - Smart Wireless Headphone Sunglasses | đThese bluetooth sunglasses are so cool! đśYou can listen to music and answer phone calls without wearing earbuds! đTheres no visual speaker on it. | SHOP_NOW | https://www.secretaryi.com/products/sunglasses-3 | Secretaryiunderwear | https://www.facebook.com/61552707142822/ | 402 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | www.secretaryi.com | VIDEO | https://www.secretaryi.com/products/sunglasses-3 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/451432214_510195858199726_8911546573756536612_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QhziRtU_K3sQ7kNvgEFxHTO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A2w2EBSCutaB20JY_WVRUGg&oh=00_AYAombgvj1Q5kEIIxn94txWX7LN0EDoEfPwfODaqNfEbMA&oe=673972CF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Secretaryiunderwear | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Cabrinha Kiteboarding Lot- 12m Kite, Bag, & More | Cabrinha Kiteboarding Lot- 12m Kite, Bag, & More - $165.00 All appear in really good condition. I purchased these kite surfing equipment a few years ago and never ended up using them, but were in good working order at the time, so I assume they still are. If there is something wrong with any of them, I will accept returns and split the return shipping within 30 days. Willing to Sell Separately ⢠Cabrinha CROSSBOW 12m Kite Boarding Kite w/ Manual for Crossbow 2 ⢠Cabrinha X Bow Crossbow Backpack Carrier Bag See photos for more detail SHIPPING- Click Buy Now PICKUP- Madison, WI (near eastside) Please let me know if you have any questions- thanks! Facebook Marketplace | BUY_NOW | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/106684185151 | Seth Schroerlucke | https://www.facebook.com/Seth-Schroerlucke-2321776074757332/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Buy now | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1066841851515534/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466070442_457741494093187_4600237276284269304_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sZJCQEOvCyQQ7kNvgEgDI8v&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A45uGMfgYiRRzIJqyUnzRJ8&oh=00_AYCLTuOBPfOWaLPV9ElCqqB7VdM1ev_zLSjJVtKC54jKNA&oe=67398473 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 1 | 0 | Seth Schroerlucke | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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đ Click here to continue reading | CLAUDIA. âAttention, calling all maids to the throne room.â I freeze as the announcement blares through the speakers. Iâm in the maidâs quarters, looking for something in my drawers, and I have to admit that this is an interruption. My friend Maia, another maid, watches me with boredom as the announcement continues to echo in the room. âGive it up, Claudia. Stop trying to prove that you were friends with the Alpha King when you were kids. Youâre a maid and what would Alpha Achilles want to do with you?â I donât answer her. I just flip over my bottom drawer until all my socks fall out. But along with the socks comes a small folded parchment, containing the words, âTo Claudia, from Achilles.â âAha!â I shove the paper right into her hands. âFeast on that.â Maia rolls her eyes, but she just reads it aloud. âDear Claudia, I hope this note finds you well. I refused to open the door for you because I believe I made things clear. We are no longer friends.â She chucks the paper at me. âHow old is this note?â My face heats up. âMaybe eighteen years?â âSo he sent that to you when he was twelve and you were⌠six?â âYes,â I mutter, pocketing the note. âItâs important to me, okay?â She laughs at me. âWhy? Because youâre hoping you could be close again? Heâs the Alpha King now, Claudia. And our duty is to keep this place and the people running. Get over yourself and letâs go before we get thrown out.â Everything she said was right. Itâs a stupid thing to hold onto, but I canât let it go. Even when Maia drags me to the throne room, I find myself bursting with hope. All the maids are now gathered for some sort of meeting, and instead of worrying about what itâs for, Iâm craning my neck, trying to look at the golden thrones on the dais. But the only person I find standing there is Beta Carlos, a tanned, dark-haired unit of a man who handles everything minor for Alpha Achilles. He surveys the room with indifference, as a person of his standing usually does, clearing his throat before speaking. âI gathered you all here because we need one maid to come with us to the Moonlight Grove Pack for the annual winter solstice meeting tonight. Since we are short-staffed, we decided to see if anyone volunteers first.â I wait for hands to shoot into the air, but there are only whispers rippling among the crowd. The maids are all avoiding Beta Carlosâs eyes as though they would evaporate if they made eye contact with him. I understand why. Rogue attacks have been notorious lately. Our pack, Sangria Amori, is the biggest and the strongest, which is the reason why we havenât experienced any breaches yet. But the smaller packs have, and itâs enough for some of our maids to quit to be with their families. The only ones who are stuck here are the single maids or the ones who are desperate for money. Then you have people like me, loyal servants for generations. Beta Carlosâs frustration is clear now. He opens his mouth to say something but he stops when the curtains behind him suddenly open. And out comes the Alpha King himself, Achilles. The world stops. My heart picks up its pace, beating so fast that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I stare at him as he stands next to Beta Carlos, towering over him by half a foot. Everyone inside the room sinks into a bow, but I donât. I canât. The only thing I can do is stare at him. Itâs like he has his own gravitational pull on me. Iâm unable to look away from the shiny waves of his black hair and the coolness of his blue eyes. Despite the raging snow outside, his skin has a touch of gold, complimenting the bloodred coat heâs wearing. His presence is almost divine. Even the chandelier lights from above seem to be drawn to him. As though it canât get any better, he meets my eyes. And just like that, I raise my hand. âI volunteer to come to the solstice meeting.â âWhat are you thinking?â Maia hisses at me, trying to tug at my uniform to get me to lower my hand. But Beta Carlos already saw me. Alpha Achilles did too. However, his face darkens with disapproval. I clear my throat and speak louder. âI volunteer! I will serveââ âClaudia, is it?â Beta Carlos interjects. âHave you forgotten that our Alpha King⌠canât hear you?â The silence that follows is almost loud. Loud enough to make my ears pop. Only then do I realize my mistake. Alpha Achilles is deaf and mute. For some reason, this has also affected his ability to mind-link. These are details that I shouldnât be forgetting, but then again, he and I have a history, and he didnât use to be that way. We played together a lot as kids. He would take me to the forests behind the palace so we could pretend to spar. We were inseparable, until one night. All I can remember was waking up in the infirmary dripping wet and cold. Achilles wasnât with me, but I was told he was in his room. I didnât know what happened, and I still donât. But the first day I tried to visit him in his room was when I received his note. Fast forward six years. He was eighteen, I was twelve. He got crowned as the next Alpha King. He could no longer hear or speak. Some say it was a curse from the Moon Goddess. Some say it was a developing disease in his body that reached its peak. Itâs been twelve years since that reveal. Heâs thirty now, and Iâm twenty-four. No one knows the truth yet. I want to tell him that Iâm sorry through sign language, but I donât know how. He just turns to Beta Carlos and shakes his head ever so subtly. He doesnât want me to come. Beta Carlos swallows. âClaudia⌠would you come up here, please? The rest are dismissed.â As I make my way to the dais, the maids start to file out of the throne room. Maia catches my eyes for a second and shakes her head, but I continue to walk until Iâm standing in front of them. âNo one else wants to come,â I point out in a shaky voice. âI⌠I want to go. I want to help.â Beta Carlos looks at Alpha Achilles pointedly. I donât know what kind of communication is happening between them, but it seems that Beta Carlos is urging him to give it a chance, probably because they have no other choice. Alpha Achilles doesnât seem to want to, but in the end, he relents and stands close to me. So close that I can catch his scent. So close that I can see the flecks of green in his eyes. So close that he can kiss me if he wants to. My breath hitches in my throat. Longing fills my heart. How many times have I wished this to happen? I want to say so much to him. I feel like so much time has been stolen from us. Our friendship was so amazingâŚ. âI will do well,â I whisper. âI wonât let you down.â Alpha Achilles stares at me for a couple more seconds, then he just turns around and walks away. Beta Carlos sighs and starts to follow him, turning to me at the last second as though Iâm an afterthought. âFollow me.â I run after him through the tunnel behind the throne room, but his long legs are carrying him so far and I have to jog to keep up. Finally, we arrive at the back lawn of the palace. The cold hits me like a punch in the gut, but Beta Carlos tosses me a fur coat. I wriggle into it as a carriage pulls up in front of us, with a sleek red and gold body, pulled by two palomino horses. âGet in,â he says blandly, and I climb into the carriage with him behind me. Alpha Achilles is already inside, staring through the window, completely ignoring my presence. I try to communicate with him, but Beta Carlos gets in and pushes me into the corner as the carriage starts to move. The seats are cushioned and the walls are upholstered with red velvet, but I still get hurt as the carriage basically leaps and crashes on the cold snowy ground. The horses are running at full speed, which I understand, because we are about two hours until dusk, and Moonlight Grove Pack is one hour away. The coachman whips the horses, rallying them into a frenzied sprint faster than before. I gasp as I fly off my seat. I thought things would settle after a while, but something seemed to be off. The horses are whinnying. The silent path is now riddled with a mix of thuds and heavy breaths. A strange smell permeates the air. A putrid stench, a mix of rot and blood and savagery. The scent of Rogues. $Chapter Chapter 2 CLAUDIA. Fear grips my throat like a vice. I look over at Alpha Achilles and Beta Carlos, and it seems that they noticed the stench too. âWeâre being followed,â Beta Carlos tells me. âWhen I tell you to hide, you hide, alright? We will outrun them and kill them at the same time.â I just nod, paralyzed in the corner as growls and howls start to fill the air. This isnât my first time to encounter Rogues. I ran into a small pack of them once when I was one of the maids assigned to do the shopping for the palace. This was two years ago, but I still remember it so vividly. Our carriage, much older and less stable than this one, passed by their hideout, and I managed to catch a glimpse of five Rogues tearing apart a dead guard in uniform. The first thing that hit me was the smell. The distinct combination of decay and fresh death. It was in the air like a bad perfume. Strangely enough, it was so fitting with the scene laid out in front of me. As they broke into the meat of the guard, the smell seemed to get stronger. I wasnât able to eat meat for months. Even now, it still repulses me sometimes. Since then, armed deliveries have been made to the palace. But I will never forget. In fact, the whole scene is flashing in my mind now as Alpha Achilles opens a chest at the side of the seats. He pulls out a silver crossbow with a quiver of arrows. Beta Carlos opens the windows, and Alpha Achilles sticks his entire upper body out, firing the bow with unimaginable strength as the carriage moves faster. I didnât want to look, but I turned around and stared through the back window. There are about a dozen Rogues running after us, snarling and biting and wandering just too close to the carriage. But one by one, the big black Rogues start to falter. The closest ones are hit directly in the eye, the silver arrow piercing right through their skulls and instantly killing them. Alpha Achilles continues to shoot them all down. As more of them topple, more Rogues start to back off. Eventually, the path behind us is clear. But the smell lingers in the air. âThereâs more of them around,â I whisper, and Beta Carlos looks at me. âYouâre right.â Alpha Achilles slides back into the carriage, slamming the window shut. He looks enraged. I can almost feel it emanating from him as he throws the bow and arrows back into the chest and kicks it back into place. He slides a map toward the coachman, who slows down for a few miles and then completely swerves in a different direction. I want to ask whatâs wrong, but when even Beta Carlos looks wary, itâs best to be quiet. We sit in that awful silence for a couple more moments. The coachman is really pushing it, whipping the horses more and more frequently. But since we changed routes, we arrive at the meeting after three hours. The big iron gates open for us, and I see the gigantic wall surrounding the pack. The pack mansion looms into view. Men in black uniforms are carrying silver weapons, staring at our carriage as it pulls up. We jump out of the carriage and run into the mansion, and standing in the foyer are the other Alphas. Alpha Tristan of the hosting pack, a brutish monster of a man with copper-colored hair and gray eyes, steps forward. âYouâre late,â he spits out at Alpha Achilles. âWe were expecting you more than an hour ago. Do you simply not respect anyone elseâs time?â Alpha Achilles turns to Beta Carlos to sign his response and have him relay it. Iâm about to step aside when I suddenly hear a voice in my mind, loud and clear: 'Tell him we had to find another route because of the Rogues around his pack.' My heart drops. I turn back around, and I realize that the exact thing I heard is what Beta Carlos is relaying to the group now. âAlpha Achilles wishes to inform everyone that we had to find another route, seeing as there were Rogues around the property.â I freeze. Did I just hear Alpha Achilles mind-link his words to me? I blink hard to shake off the possibility of hallucination, but nothing happens. I know I heard him. I know that was him. Alpha Tristan scoffs. âThere are no Rogues here. We drove them all back. We killed all of them. One can even say that my pack is now safer than yours, Alpha Achilles.â Needless to say, Alpha Achilles does not take that well. He squares up against Alpha Tristan, his lips pulled back in a snarl. He motions something to Beta Carlos, who goes pale. He shakes his head, telling him that he canât understand. But I can. I hear the voice in my head again. âYouâre a liar. You didnât kill a single Rogue. Your pack is in danger, and youâre too high up in your ass to admit it.â I can understand Alpha Achilles. I can hear his voice when no one else can. âWell?â Alpha Tristan prompts. âWhat is he saying?â Beta Carlos still doesnât understand, and Alpha Achilles is visibly frustrated now. The other Alphas are starting to whisper among themselves, obviously not pleased by this inconvenience. âWhat is he saying?â they keep asking, while Beta Carlos is red-faced, trying desperately to communicate. I know I should probably shut up. My job here in the first place is to assist in the meeting, a mere delivery girl for snacks and anything else that the Alphas might need. But I just canât help seeing the helpless hint in Alpha Achillesâs eyes when no one can understand what heâs saying. So I step forward, relaying the words I just heard. âAlpha Achilles said that youâre a liar. The Rogues are alive, and youâre too arrogant to admit it.â The entire room goes silent. The Alphas are at a standstill, all looking at me with varying expressions of shock. The world seems to freeze for a moment as I slowly come to the realization that I messed up. âIâm so sorry,â I quickly amend. âI⌠I just heard the Alpha Kingââ âHeard?â Alpha Tristan echoes. âYou heard him? Heâs mute, you imbecile!â The other Alphas laugh. I lower my head, but as I do so, I catch sight of Alpha Achilles looking at me. His eyes are wide with shock, but Iâm surprised to find just a tiny hint of fascination in there amid the rage. That minuscule drop of positive attention almost made me forget the heaviness of the words I just said for him, but the other Alphas didnât. Especially Alpha Tristan. âGet this little bitch out of my sight,â he splutters. âIf she dares to speak a single word, I will shut her up myself.â My heart stops. Beta Carlos approaches me as quick as lightning, ushering me back into the carriage. But then, Alpha Achilles steps in between us and grabs me by the arm. Once again, his voice rings in my head. âTouch her, and I will chop your head off.â âWhat is this?â Alpha Tristan demands. âWhatâs he saying this time?â Beta Carlos swallows hard. âHe wishes to say that if you touch the girl, he will chop your head off.â I thought that the silence earlier was bad enough, but this time it ends up being inexplicably worse. Itâs the silence that makes it feel like the walls are closing in on me, suffocating me. I can almost hear the snow falling outside, gathering on the windows. The Alphas are now looking at me with expressions I canât read, and I feel like it would be better if they just glared at me. Alpha Achilles pushes me behind him, standing in front of me protectively. His scent immediately invades my senses, and I have to consciously make an effort to focus as I hear his voice. 'If you really can hear me, then you can be of use,' he says, and even though his tone is neutral, even cold, I find myself eager to help. 'Tell Tristan that his pride wonât erase the fact that Rogues are present around his pack, and they need to be dealt with. Tell him to stop being a pussy and do something about it.' The bluntness of those words makes me gasp out loud. âI have to tell him that?â âTell me what?â Alpha Tristan demands. âSpeak for him, if that is what he wishes to do!â âSpeak!â the other Alphas urge me, and I look at Alpha Achilles helplessly. âHe says that your pride, Alpha Tristan,â I begin nervously, âwonât erase the fact that Rogues are present around your pack and they need to be dealt with.â I pause, swallowing hard. âAnd you should stop being a pussy and do something about it.â Saying that was like dropping a bomb. The Alphas suddenly rush forward, complaining about the words as though they came from me. âRespectfully,â Alpha Tristan growls, âget out of my pack.â Alpha Achilles smirks, but he starts to walk away, keeping me away from Alpha Tristan. Beta Carlos looks like he wants to protest, but itâs over. The meeting didnât happen not because we were late, but because no one wanted to listen. However, before we can even make it through the door, loud sirens begin to ring inside the meeting room, echoing in the halls and in the whole pack. Alpha Tristan freezes. âWe are under attack.â $Chapter Chapter 3 ACHILLES. The strong vibrations on the ground tell me that the sirens are still ringing. I know that Tristan told me to leave, and a part of me wants to make good on this so he would learn his lesson, but I refuse to put any of his people in danger just because their leader canât swallow his pride. Instead of leaving with Claudia and Carlos, I beckoned the Alphas to come forward and fight. Thankfully, they donât question me this time. Even Tristan marches out with them, not bothering to look at me. âWhat are we going to do, Alpha?â Carlos asks. 'We are going to fight,' I tell him through signing. 'The Rogues must be in their borders now, and we canât let them get in. You and I are going to get out there, fight them from the outside, and stop them from breaking through.' Carlos nods, and I finally turn to Claudia. 'You stay here. No matter what happens, donât leave.' âButâŚ.â she starts to protest, but then she swallows hard and relents. âI will.â With that, Carlos and I leave the room, shifting into our Wolf forms as soon as we hit the fields outside the pack mansion. Thick snow is now covering the ground, with more raining down from the slate blue sky. Light fog is shrouding the land, making the lifeless trees look like cruel thin hands thrust into the sky, but I can still see the battle going on in the distance. The Alphas and the patrol guards are keeping the Rogues at bay, because the stone walls that surround the pack are now chipped and damaged on one side, providing a point of entry for the enemy. Carlos and I leap across another section of the wall, landing on the thick forest outside the pack. Itâs a lot darker here, colder, but the near absence of anything makes me feel strangely more connected. Even when the first line of Rogues sees us and starts to attack, I find myself fighting back seamlessly. I push back the Rogues trying to tackle me, swatting them with my paws and crushing them under. The thing about Rogues is their number. Thatâs how they succeed in taking over the packs since they started their revolution two years ago. As the Alpha King, I tried peace talks with them. I tried to hear their demands and find a middle ground, but they were never open to that. They just attacked mindlessly in the hopes of weakening us enough to submit. However, they are weak. If their necks get bitten, or if their chests get damaged, theyâre basically as good as dead. So thatâs what I do know. Every time they charge, I pin them to the ground and crush their ribs under my paws. I bite the others, always aiming for their necks. Their smell is thick in the air, making it easy for me to sense where they are and where theyâre coming next even though I canât hear them. Once their blood is shed, they freeze on the ground, unmoving and unable to attack again. But more and more of them are coming. Still, Iâm in my element, and I know that I can take them all down. It took years for me to become confident in fighting again. Since that Rogue attack when I was twelve, Iâve grown fearful and limited. When I found out that I lost my voice and my hearing, it felt like my life ended. All the things I used to love doing became looming monsters that I had to overcome. My father was the one who came to my rescue. He taught me how to fight again, to use my other senses to make up for the fact that I canât call for backup, I canât command anyone, and I canât hear whatâs going on around me. And I have gotten good. So good in fact that I could take down troops of Rogues all by myself. I gained the respect of the other Alphas because of it too. But what happened today reminds me that even after this adjustment, Iâm still as limited as before. When Carlos couldnât understand me, I felt as small and as voiceless as I did eighteen years ago. The only thing that saved me from sinking low was Claudia. I still donât know how she did it. I still donât know how or why I hear her voice in my head, melodious and clear and refreshing, after years of not being able to hear anything else. Itâs like her presence pierced through every weakness I have and made it her own, alleviated it, allowed me room to breathe. And now I feel like I have to be close to her. More Rogues attack, trying to crowd around me to limit my movements. I push all of them back, keeping them in front of me where I can see them and rounding them all up until they fall into crumpled heaps under my feet. Iâm winning. Adrenaline is rushing through my veins like a drug, and Iâm getting high just off the thought of another victory. I begin to move faster, breaking through their ranks until the others are too afraid to approach. It feels like I have no disability at allâŚ. Until I feel a familiar whoosh of energy behind my back. I turn around just in time. I see a Rogue flying midair with its teeth bared and ready to bite. I freeze, petrified at how close it is and how I didnât sense it. And thatâs my biggest mistake of the night. Seemingly out of nowhere, Carlos swerves into view and wedges himself between me and the Rogue, taking the bite that was supposed to be for me. Only when the Rogue tackles him down do I remember to move. I claw at it, scratching its face and leaving long and deep gashes. It backs away with a whimper, but itâs too late. The damage is done. Time seems to slow down, to stop, even. Blood pools around Carlosâs neck like a halo. âAlphaâŚâ I see his mouth move. His eyes are becoming unfocused, and I can almost feel him panting in pain. âAlpha, go back to the mansion.â I shake my head. I make my way towards him, stumbling, but the vibrations on the ground suggest that the battle is still going. My vision is blurred now. All I can see is the blood. All of my senses have shut down, so much so that I donât feel the Rogues crowding around us until I catch their scent. Theyâre coming at me from all sides now, and all I can do is push them away from Carlos. My heart is frozen in my chest in fear. Every second that passes feels like a missed opportunity to get him the help he needs. I keep pushing the Rogues back, but my concentration is gone. The fact that I canât hear or call for help is catching up to me. I get scratches all across my arms, my chest, my faceâŚ. Until their weight finally holds me down. I shift into my human form to avoid getting crushed, but I canât protect Carlos anymore. Iâm trying to pull him to his feet, but weâre stuckâŚ. But then the Rogues start to scatter just as a sweet, warm scent invades my nostrils. I look up, and I find Claudia standing before us, driving the Rogues back. $Chapter Chapter 4 ACHILLES. Claudia shifts into a beautiful bronze-colored wolf, breaking through the group of Rogues and scattering them. This time, they donât return or retaliate. They just scamper away. With that, she reverts back to her human form and starts to lead me and Carlos away from the battle. I donât know how she did it, but she somehow gets us out of there and back into the front of the mansion. Perhaps Iâm just reeling from what happened. Perhaps Iâm just being thick. Either way, when I come back down to earth, I see that sheâs already propping Carlos against one of the columns, tearing off the hem of her skirt to stem the flow of blood in his neck. Only when I see her whispering to him do I realize what exactly happened. She⌠saved both of us. After I told her to stay inside the meeting room no matter what. The first emotion that floods my chest is anger. She didnât follow my command. She just went ahead and did what she wanted. But the next thing that follows that wave of rage is something Iâm not ready to acknowledge: appreciation. A rush of affection. Disbelief that she came to my aid when I needed it the most and most likely single-handedly saved Carlosâs life when I wasnât capable of doing so. Still, the first thing that I think of saying is, âWhat the hell do you think youâre doing?â Unsurprisingly, she hears it. She wheels around on me with indignation on her face. âYou told me you needed my help. So I fought off the guards to save you. What I deserve right now is a thank you, not whatever this is.â I get up and try to reason with her, but then I see a big shadow looming over us. Claudia suddenly sinks into her knees for a bow. I turn around and see Alpha Tristan, covered in Rogue blood. His eyes find Claudia, flashing with an expression I canât read. But when he looks at me, what he feels is clear enough, and that is pure and utter distaste. The battle seems to be over, and there are a couple of wounded Alphas and patrol guards being assisted into the mansion. I try to get up and help, but Tristan puts a hand on my chest despite me being half a foot taller than him, stopping me with a glare. âDonât even dare,â he mutters. âI am tired of your selfishness. I am tired of the absolute disrespect you show to our people. For the past two years since this revolution started, you have approached this with only yourself and your pack in mind. What about us? What about the other people who are suffering, the ones who are much, much lower in rank?â I canât hear his voice, but I can read his lips, and every single thing he says hits me like a punch in the gut. I want to say something. I want to tell him that it was not like that, that it was never like that at all. I have kept every single citizen in his land in mind whenever I charged for battle. Thatâs why I preferred to have an active role instead of doling out commands. However, I canât help but feel a sting of truth behind his words. In a lot of ways, heâs right. The only fighting strategy I know is fighting alone or with Carlos. Thatâs not always going to work. Like tonight. I took him away from the main event of the fight and encouraged him to fight on the sidelines with me. And look where that got him. Wounded and broken, trying to protect me from a threat I didnât hear expect because I couldnât hear anything. Suddenly, the old shame of being deaf and mute comes back. I have spent years trying my best to be okay with my condition, and I have come to a point where I thought I was making the most of my abilities. I never thought I would be thrust back into feeling like none of the growth I made mattered. Around us, the wounded Alphas and Betas get visited by healers, carefully urged back into the safety and warmth of the mansion. I canât bear to even look at them. I feel like everything is my fault. Tristan for sure feels like it is. He walks around me like Iâm just his disobedient child. âLeaving in the middle of battle is a disgrace. You are the Alpha King, and you should act like it. The safety of our people should always come before yours or anyone close to you. What you didââ âPardon, Alpha Tristan,â Claudia suddenly says. Tristan looks at her like he wants to take her head off and throw it across the mountains, and all my instincts rise into protective mode. I try to get in between them, but Claudia stands in front of Tristan and squares up against him. I can tell that sheâs scared. She keeps kneading her hands, which are still slick with Carlosâs blood. Her breathing is uneven, and I can tell that she would rather hide, but for some reason, sheâs facing him in this strange challenge. âYouâre interrupting me again,â he notes in disbelief before glaring at me. âYou should train this pet of yours.â I make a move to push him, but Claudia catches my arm and shoves me back. âAlpha Tristan, it was me who took them back to the mansion. Itâs not right for you to talk to the Alpha King this way, andââ 'Donât do it,' I warn her. 'Donât cross him.' Claudia doesnât listen. âWhat youâre doing is disrespectful. No one is gravely hurt, and we should be glad that--â âOut,â Tristan interjects. âGet out of my pack, and never show yourselves ever again. I'm banning the Alpha King and anyone from his side from Moonlight Grove Pack.â She opens her mouth as though to protest, but I just grab her shoulder and pull her back as Tristan pushes past her and enters the mansion. Then, his guards start to close the doors, barring us from ever entering. She blinks hard as though she canât believe it happened that way. She slowly faces me. âIâm sorry.â I donât listen to her. I just beckon Carlos to follow me, and off we go back to our pack. The awkwardness inside the carriage back home is almost tangible, with the three of us facing each other. I canât even look at Claudia. The disappointment and rage brewing inside me need a release. I know that part of it is my fault, but there is only one reason why we were kicked out and shut down just like that. 'Take him to the infirmary,' I sign to the guards as soon as we arrive, and they all guide Carlos up the stairs. When Carlos looks at me questioningly, I communicate to him, 'I will be here for a while.' Claudia tries to get up the stairs, but I hold my arm out and block her way. She looks up at me in fear, and I stand in front of her. âIf this is about what happenedâŚ.â she begins, but I shake my head to cut her off. 'I donât know how you can hear me,' I say coldly, 'and I donât know how I can hear you. It must be some kind of freak connection between us because we were close as kids, but those days are gone. You and I donât mix anymore, and thatâs how it should be. You have no business speaking for me. You have no business putting words in my mouth.' She swallows hard. âI only wanted to direct his anger at myself, not you.â That takes me a little aback, but I shake my head. My decision is already set. I look down at Claudia, holding her gaze. 'Once daylight sets in, I want you to leave the palace and find another home to serve. We are now parting ways.' $Chapter Chapter 5 CLAUDIA. My chest goes hard, as though my body is slowly turning into stone. I look up at Alpha Achilles, blinking rapidly and trying hard to focus despite the growing pain in my heart, desperately wishing I heard wrong. But Alpha Achilles just stares down at me. "I can't leave," I tell him, my lips barely moving. In fact, my face feels numb. "I... this is the only home I know." His face stays stoic. Unmoved. 'It doesn't matter. Moonlight Grove is the biggest pack next to ours, and I lost their loyalty.' I shake my head. "I did it for you. I spoke for you. When no one understood you, I did. And I made sure everyone else did too. The only reason I talked to Tristan is because I wanted him to punish me for taking you away. Why are you doing this to me?" I take a step closer to him, and he steps back, determined to keep the distance between us. Eventually, he turns away from me like he can't bear to look me in the eye. At first, I think that it's just because he can't stand to look at me, but the longer we stand here, the more I understand that it's because he doesn't want me to see something. "Tell me," I urge him. "What's the problem? You know it's not my fault." 'It doesn't matter,' he finally says. 'It has to end here. I'm sorry, Claudia.' The finality in his tone breaks what's remaining in my heart. My breath hitches in my throat and I find myself opening and closing my mouth, struggling to find the right words to tell him that I don't want to go, that I shouldn't. But nothing comes to mind. For the first time in my life, I don't know what to say. He turns around to leave, and every fiber of my being tells me to come after him. Maybe even to stop him. But my body is already frozen in place. The only thing I can do is watch him leave. He walks back to the palace, and I stand outside for I don't know how long. Snow rains down on me, flocking on my hair and my lashes. I donât know what Iâm waiting for, to be honest. Am I expecting him to come back and retract his words? Because a part of me definitely wishes he would. A bigger part of me knows he wonât. When I see a figure approaching, I immediately think that it's Alpha Achilles, coming back to take back what he said. Itâs hard to see in the snow, so I try to meet him halfway. But itâs only Gamma Kiernan. His golden blond hair shimmers in the dim light as he peers at me. âClaudia? What are you doing out here in the cold? Itâs the start of the Solstice Festival tomorrow, you should be preparing with the rest of the staff.â I almost say that Iâll be on it, but the only thing that comes out of my mouth is, âI donât work for the pack anymore, Gamma. I am to leave tomorrow, as whatâs ordered by Alpha Achilles.â âWhat?â His expression darkens. âWe canât afford to kick out more staff now, not with everyone leaving because of the revolutionâŚ.â He holds up a hand. âI will talk to him. Just get inside.â I follow his order, but every step back to the maidâs quarters feels like a big hand digging into my insides and scooping everything out. By the time I get back to my room, Iâm already empty. Empty enough to start packing everything I ever owned. * * * ACHILLES. Letting go of Claudia is the right choice. It has to be. I should have known that it wasnât good news, the fact that she could hear me and I could hear her. The moment I felt that rush of affection for her when she tried to stand up to Tristan on my behalf, I knew that it would only be right to release herâŚ. Or at least, this is what I keep saying to myself as I lay in bed, tossing and turning, staring at the moon through the window and replaying the moments of fascination and shame from tonight. I wish there was a way to erase them all. How long I lie there awake, I donât know. But the only reason I finally fall asleep is because my body gives way to exhaustion. And soon, the dreams come. In my dream, Iâm back beyond the borders of Moonlight Grove Pack. But this time, Iâm alone. Carlos is not around. The Rogues arenât present either. The only thing in front of me is a frozen lake, shining like a mirror under the dark sky. And standing in the middle of the lake is a beautiful woman with stark white hair and gray eyes. Her skin is so pale that itâs almost blue. Her dress is bright white, pearlescent and glowing, billowing in the air even in the absence of a breeze. Itâs the Moon Goddess, and sheâs staring at me. We havenât communicated before. She hasnât shown up in my dreams, but Iâve seen countless paintings of her before, and heard so many stories about her showing up in pivotal moments. Perhaps this is mine. My nerves jump, but I sink to my knees, my breath fogging up in front of me. âRise, my child,â she says. Even though sheâs a deity, I still canât hear her voice. I can only read her lips. âDark times are ahead, and they loom closer and closer to you with every second that passes. Just tonight, you have suffered a great loss.â I donât get up. 'I have done my best. I protected the peopleâ' âExactly,â the Moon Goddess interjects, walking across the frozen lake with the water still moving underneath. Her feet arenât touching the ice. âThat was your victory tonight, even with the parting of your ally. Your loss came much later.â 'Iâm afraid I donât understand,' I sign to her. 'The battle ended there.' âNo.â She stops right in front of me, reaching out to touch my cheek. âYou wished to find a way to expand your limits, and I gave it to you. But you pushed it away.â I stare at her, trying to decode what she means. I desperately want to make sense of it, to not waste the valuable time I have with her, but nothing is clicking. âI put her on your path for a reason,â she continues. âAnd you wanted none of it.â Suddenly, the Moon Goddessâs face starts to change, morphing like molten wax until it forms a new set of features. A face that is all too familiar. Claudia. 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Continue reading,đopening the app will jump to the book | When a rival family murders her father and brothers, she knows she doesn't have much of a choice. Kill or get killed. ------- Chapter 1 The day that Marco Mastroianni was killed was the day that changed Modesty's life. Marco was the head man of the mafia in Catania, Italy. He was also her grandfather. She was only nine years old at the time. That was also the day that Seargeah decided that he didn't want his only daughter to grow up in that kind of life. As he had and his three sons will. But first, he had to convince his wife Carmela. Carmela had always wanted a daughter. Modesty is the spitting image of her mother. She is also as sweet and docile as Carmela. But has the temper from her father's side of the family. After four long days of talking and arguing, Seargeah finally was able to convince Carmela that it would be best if their daughter moved to New York. He has a sister and brother-in-law that lives there. His sister, Lagia and Tobias Vlaho have not been blessed with kids. Seargeah and Carmela have three sons, Marcello is the oldest than Errico and Filippo. Modesty is also the youngest of the four kids. Modesty's papa took his papa's place in the mafia the same day that his father was killed. Marcello is next in line. The Mastroianni has always had enemies. But their number one enemy is the Troisi family, It is run by Salvatore. He and his wife Pietra has five kids. Elexandros is the oldest and next in line to take over. Santo, Giusto, Ciro, and their only daughter Rosalia. None of them has any knowledge that Modesty exists. Modesty met Lincoln Moore on the first day of her arrival in New York. Lincoln lived next door to her aunt and uncle. He fell in love with her the moment he saw her. Lincoln walked up to Seargeah and looked up at him in his eyes. "Sir I am Lincoln Chadrick Moore. I am your new son-in-law." He extends his hand out to her father Seargeah nods his head and extends his hand out to Lincoln. "Son you already have a good grip. But my daughter has to marry a man that can take care of her and protect her. Do you honestly believe that you can do that?" He looks at Lincoln "Yes sir, I will protect her with my life. I will be a millionaire one day, Modesty will never have to want for anything." Lincoln is still looking at Seargeah. "Son for some reason I believe you will. Yep, I believe you will." Seargeah smiles and nods his head. That was fifteen years ago. Modesty is twenty-four now, she is one of the top fashion designers in the world. She is 5'8 with long black hair, brown eyes, and naturally tanned skin. Modesty is also married to her childhood sweetheart Lincoln Moore. The couple was married on her eighteen birthday. Lincoln is 6'1, twenty-six years old, medium brown complexion, brown eyes, bald head, a goatee and is very handsome. That day when Lincoln told her father that he was going to be a millionaire he was wrong. He is a billionaire, business magnate, and i software developer. He and Modesty have three kids. Two girls and a son. Four-year-old Legacy is the spitting image of her mother. Serenity is two years old. She is a mixture of both parents. Then there is Lincoln's mini-me eight months old Amadeo. Modesty has never been back to Catania since the day she came to the United State. Her family visits her twice a year. That is on her birthday and Christmas. When she was growing up she and Lincoln spent a lot of time together. He was quarterback and captain of the football team. Modesty was head cheerleader. During the senior year, they were Homecoming King and Queen. They were and still are inseparable. Neither one has ever dated anyone else. Lincoln would be in the room with Modesty while she was training. So when she was training, he was developing software. She is a 10th-degree black belt in Taekwondo, and is a blackbelt in Kung fu. 10th Dan in Keno. Modesty also has other survival skills. Such as expert crossbow, ax, and knife thrower. She is so good with a gun that Lincoln calls her a sniper. He should know he is also an expert marksman Her aunt and uncle treated her as if she were their own child. They wanted Modesty to go to college to become a doctor. But she didn't want any part of that life. She always knew that she wanted to be a fashion designer. Lincoln stood behind her one hundred percent. Her parents are her uncle and her aunt didn't fight her on it. Lincoln became a millionaire when he was eighteen. A billionaire at the age of twenty. He created some computer software. Several companies were interested in buying it. Lincoln decided to cut out the middle man. Which seems to work for him. His net worth is 10.3 billion now. ***** "Catania Italy" Salvatore Troisi has called a meeting. He and his family have been trying to take over the Mastroianni. Especially after the death of Marco. Salvatore underestimated Seargeah. Salvatore was under the impression that Marco was still running things. But it was Salvatore, Marco just still had the title. He planned on taking over the Mastroianni territory. Salvatore has even tried to bribe some of some men that work for Salvatore. No person in their right mind would ever betray a Mastroianni. **** Elexandros is thirty-one, 6'0" black eyes, and has short black hair. He is handsome but is also very cocky. Elexandros believes that no woman can resist him and his charm. Those that have resisted him have always ended up with a permanent scare on their face. Santo is twenty-nine, 5'9 black eyes and long black hair, He is handsome as his brother Elexandros but not as strong or confident. He is married to Maria, she is also twenty-nine. She wears her hair short and thinks that she is the answer to every man's prayers. Maria had several lovers. Santo and her marriage were arranged, she was supposed to have married Elexandros. But he didn't feel that she was pretty enough or worthy of him. One day she just disappeared. Ciro is twenty -six, 5'10 black hair and black eyes. He is just as handsome as his other brothers. The only thing different about him and his family is that he is a priest. That was the only way he could think of to get him out of the mafia life. Giusto and Rosalia are twins, and twenty-three years old. Giusto and Elexandros should have been twins. Because he is the younger image of his older brother. Giusto wants to be just like Elexandros in every way. Rosalia is 5'7 brown hair and brown eyes. She has no ambitions in life besides shopping and marrying a rich man. Chapter 2 Today is Filippo's twenty-sixth birthday. Seargeah is planning to spend the day with his sons after an important meeting. He will be leaving tomorrow to visit Modesty and her family. He will be traveling with them to an island in the Bahamas. The island is one of the four islands that Lincoln and Modesty own. Carmela is looking forward to tonight. She has planned a surprise party for Filippo. Tonight is also the night that he will announce his engagement. Carmela has chosen Cecilia Russo. She is the daughter of a local businessman and a friend of Seargeah. Cecilia is twenty-one 5'7" shoulder-length black hair and black eyes. Seargeah is meeting his sons at one of his restaurants after his meeting. Marcello is leaving one of his one-night stands apartments. As soon as he starts the car, it blows up. Errico loves going to the ocean just to walk and look at the sunrise and sets. Today he and his fiancee Laila, are sitting on a blanket watching the water. Errico always said that the water calms him. His cellphone rings, he looks at the screen but doesn't recognize the number. But he answers it. It was a call from an unknown man telling him about his brother's car had been blown up. He and Laila don't waste any time running to the car to go check on Marcello. He is also trying to call his father and Filippo. He starts his car it also blows up. The same thing had happened to Filippo as he is leaving his favorite coffee shop. Seargeah, Leo, and Alonzo are sitting in the car, they are leaving to meet his sons. When his phone rings. He doesn't look at his number. He gets calls all the time from numbers that he doesn't know. So he answers it. "Phone Conversation" Seargeah: Hello Unknown: First there were three sons. Now there are none I would make you suffer, but that wouldn't be any fun. Seargeah: What have you done to my sons? Unknown: (laughs) Seargeah: Who in the hell is this? Unknown: (laughs) Seargeah: You bastard. If you have harmed, my sons, in any way. I will make sure that you will suffer. Even if I die doing it. I promise you. "End of call" "That bastard hung up. Leo, Alonzo you two call Filippo and Errico. I am calling Marcello." Seargeah is dialing a number. All three men weren't able to reach the three men. "Shit" Seargeah yells as Leo starts the car. All three men were blown up. **** "Sempre Orso" (Forever Ours is the name of the Mastroianni's Estate.) When Franco walks into the room Carmela is decorating for the party, she is holding a vase of red roses. She looks up at him, she knew that something was wrong. By the way, he is looking at her. "Franco, no" She shakes her head, looking at him. "Who?" "First you should sit down." He points at a chair "Who?" She yells Franco drops his head. " All four of them. Including Laila, Leo, and Alonzo." Carmela drops the vase. She falls onto the floor, sitting on it crying. She looks up at him. "How?" "They were blown up in their cars." Franco takes out a handkerchief, and he hugs and wipes her face. She shakes her head. "I'm fine. I'm fine. I need a few minutes alone. Have someone clean this up. I have a call to make." She stands up and walks out of the room. As soon as Carmela is in her bedroom She loses it, she burst out crying falling on the bed. **** "Troisi's house" Elexandros is sitting in the den, his sister walks into the room. "Rosalia, you need to get married. The first thing I am going to do when I take over is to marry your ass off. Hell you're not doing anything else. So you can at least have some babies." She turns to look at him. "Not you or anyone else is going to force me to marry anyone that I don't love or have some crying babies. If you want some babies in the family. Then you get married and have some." She walks out of the room. His cellphone rings. He smirks looking at the number on the screen. "Phone Conversation" Elexandros: You better be calling me to say that it's done. Unknown: Yep, the father and the three sons don't exist anymore. Three more people are also taken care of. Elexandros: I don't care about those three. That was their fault, being with those bastards. Remember don't say a damn word to my father or anyone else about this. Unknown: My lips are sealed "End of call" He laughs as he walks over to the bar. "That just leaves Carmela. I don't have to worry about her. Now that Seargeah is gone she will give up without a fight." He mumbles and laughs. Salvatore walks into the den. "What have you in a cheerful mood? "Nothing at all my dear father. How did your meeting go with the shippers?" Elexandros holds his glass up at his father. "Those assholes are still being stubborn as hell. But our shipment will be out on time ." Salvatore sits down. "Good that's good. I have been thinking that now is the time for us to take over Mastroianni's territory." Elexandros smirks. He is only mentioning this to his father. Elexandros already has plans to start a takeover. Salvatore's cellphone rings. "Son don't rush things. We will have their territory soon. We just have to wait until the right time." He takes his phone out of his pocket. He wasn't on it but a few seconds. Elexandros knew that someone is calling him about Mastroianni's men's deaths. He pours himself another glass of brandy. "Damn it seems that Seargeah and his boys pissed someone off. They were all killed in car explosives. It looks like our time is sooner than I thought. Fix me a drink. It's time to celebrate." Salvatore smiles. **** "In New York City" Modesty is straddling Lincoln, both are moaning. He raises his head, kissing her breast. There is a knock on the door. She stops moving, looking at the door. "Who is it." "Mommy, daddy is us," Legacy and Serenity said in unison. "Cupcakes, you two go see Zara. Mommy and I will be down in a few minutes." He is looking at the door, "Okay daddy, but hurry up. We want pancakes." Legacy said before she and her sister leave the door. "It seems that our little tribe is craving for your delicious pancakes" She is sliding up his shaft. Lincoln grips her waist pulling her down on his shaft hard. "Cuore Mio," (My Heart) then we have to be quick." He pushes up inside her hard. Modesty moans as they are moving their bodies. He grips her waist tighter and flips her on her back. Lifts both of her legs over his shoulders thirst her harder, As they're moaning and moving in rhythm until they reach their climax together. Lincoln smiles, looking at her naked body."Damn, Cuore Mio, I wish we had more time this morning. But our Cupcakes want pancakes. You have a meeting in thirty minutes. He looks at the clock on the nightstand. "Tonight you and me right here after the kids are in bed. Don't be late." She gives him a peck on his lips. "I will never be late for you." He picks her up carrying her to the bathroom. The house phone rings as soon as they are walking into the bathroom. He stops by the vanity for her to answer it. She answers it. "Okay, Madre, stay calm. We will be there tonight." She hangs the phone up. "My Papa and brothers were killed." She looks at him. "Oh, Cuore Mio," He still has her in his arms. Lincoln sits her down on the chaise. "What do you need? " he kisses her forehead. Modesty shook her head. "Nothing. I'm okay. Let's get showered. Before our Cupcakes come back." "You're going after the bastards." He picks her up carrying her to the shower. "Yes, I am going to kill everyone that is responsible" She lay her head against his head. "You do whatever you have to do. I will take care of our kids. Just make sure that you be careful, and stay alive. As always, come back home to us." Lincoln is washing her. She nods her head. "Vengeance is mine sayeth Modesty." 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