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!”

a compromising position, Boris turned to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to open it, Hades appeared by his side and tied his

so secure that there was no way he could

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

Bring

Boris shouted at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between

cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean

with a fainted Boris and a dead Abegg, where Group 3 immediately took over, loading the

reconnected the surveillance,

like that, this half an hour would forever become an

head back first. Keep

added, “Oh, one more thing. Find out the

nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson Family, and he must reconstruct the manor there

he was only five when his parents were murdered. So all he could vaguely remember was that his house was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the address,

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

“Yes, Ares!”

Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back

it was already past three. A whole day of ‘adventure’ got

sun had risen high up in the air the following morning, Kingsley stretched

“F*cking sh*t!”

staring right at him from less

Kingsley shot right up, shrieking,

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

the cushion aside and brought it to his chest. “Are you going to give me the ride of a lifetime

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