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 about to open it, Hades appeared

that there

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

it. Bring

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

corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at

and a dead Abegg, where Group 3 immediately

reconnected the

like that, this half an hour

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

pause, Kingsley added, “Oh, one more thing. Find out

house was burned to nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson

was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas.

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

“Yes, Ares!”

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

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

sun had risen high up in the air the following

“F*cking sh*t!”

eyes were staring right at him from less

up, shrieking,

Kingsley sure has gotten more and more good-looking. I’m beginning to doubt if

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

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