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!”

to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to open it, Hades

so secure that there was

one of the two soldiers went up to the drawer and pulled out a pistol.

it. Bring it

an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya and Qustia! You cannot treat me

the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed, leaving no

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

the

like that, this half an hour would forever

head back first. Keep Boris

a pause, Kingsley added, “Oh, one more thing.

land still belonged to the Nicholson Family, and

massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas.

Grandpa Joe could tell where

“Yes, Ares!”

Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back to Neveah’s parking lot, heading

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

risen high up in the air the following morning, Kingsley stretched and opened his

“F*cking sh*t!”

eyes were staring right at him from less than four inches

right up,

more and more good-looking. I’m beginning

reached for the cushion aside and brought it to his chest.

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