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!”

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

was so secure that there was no way he could break

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

it. Bring

teacher!” Boris shouted at the top of his lungs. “I am an

into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed, leaving no traces of their

a dead Abegg,

Group 2 reconnected the surveillance,

half an hour

the guys head back first. Keep Boris alive. I’ll question him myself

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

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

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,

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

“Yes, Ares!”

led the others back to Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back to Neveah’s parking lot,

got home, it was already past three. A whole day of ‘adventure’ got him pooped,

sun had risen high up in the air

“F*cking sh*t!”

right at him from less than four inches

Kingsley shot right up, shrieking, “Serena,

sure has gotten more and more good-looking. I’m beginning

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255