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!”

as he was about to

was so secure that there was no way he

one of the two soldiers went up to the drawer and pulled

it. Bring it back

am Andrew Kean’s teacher!” Boris shouted at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya and Qustia! You cannot treat me like

out cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the

group headed out of the neighborhood gates with a fainted Boris and a dead Abegg, where Group 3 immediately

reconnected the surveillance,

an hour would forever become

back first. Keep

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

to nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson Family, and

vaguely remember was that his house was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the address, he

it was a couple of decades ago. Not even Grandpa Joe could tell where exactly the Nicholson Manor

“Yes, Ares!”

others back to Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab

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

the air the following

“F*cking sh*t!”

were staring right at him from less than four

Kingsley shot right up, shrieking, “Serena, what the

foxy eyes. “Our little Kingsley sure has gotten more and more good-looking. I’m beginning

the cushion aside and brought it to his chest. “Are you going

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