The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 12

“Watch out! Hide!” With that, the group hurriedly hid in the dark corners.

Kingsley pulled a silent pistol out from his waist, slowly pointing it at a shadowy area not far from them.

To that, Hades whispered, “Someone’s in the shadows.”

Both sides stood off silently, none daring to come out into the light first.

Thus, Kingsley closed his eyes and focused on listening to his surroundings…

There were six different breathings on the second floor: his, Hades’, two Group 4 soldiers’, Boris’, and the hidden figure across from them.

With closed eyes, Kingsley tilted his head slightly as he listened to the somewhat erratic breathing coming from across them.

The next second, he pulled the trigger, and Bam! The figure fell to the ground, having no chance to even fight back.

“Who goes there!?” Boris spoke in Sweoyan upon hearing noises outside. “Is it you, Abegg?”

However, what responded to him was a kick on the door. “Speak Qustian!” Kingsley ordered.

Appalled by the four strangers barging in, Boris shot up from his chair and spoke in a broken Qustian. “Who are you people? How dare you trespass?!”

Kingsley smirked in response. “I’m your father!”

At that, he turned to his men. “Tie him up!”

he was in a compromising position, Boris turned to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to

knot was so secure that there was no way he could

the two soldiers went up to the drawer and pulled out a pistol. “Ares, a pistol,” he

Bring

Kean’s teacher!” Boris shouted at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between

out into the corridor to

the group headed out of the neighborhood gates with a fainted Boris and a

the surveillance,

an hour would forever become an

the guys head back first. Keep Boris

Kingsley added, “Oh, one more thing. Find out the address of the Nicholson

to nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson

were murdered. So all he could vaguely remember was that his house was massive,

was a couple of decades ago. Not even Grandpa Joe could tell where exactly the Nicholson Manor might be. Thus, he could only ask

“Yes, Ares!”

Kingsley hailed a cab back to

home, it was already past three. A whole day of ‘adventure’ got him pooped, and he fell right asleep as soon as he hit the

air

“F*cking sh*t!”

of gorgeous eyes were staring right at him from less

up, shrieking, “Serena, what the

narrowed her foxy eyes. “Our little Kingsley sure has gotten more and

slowly reached for the cushion aside and brought it to his chest. “Are you going to give me the ride

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