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!”

that he was in 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

knot was so secure that there was no way he could break

the two soldiers went up to the drawer and pulled

Bring it back

at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya and Qustia! You cannot treat

the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed,

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

the surveillance, returning

an hour

first. Keep Boris alive. I’ll question

“Oh, one more thing. Find out

burned to nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson Family, and he must

So all he could vaguely remember was that his house was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the address, he had lost it in his sea of

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 ask his men

“Yes, Ares!”

hailed a cab

A whole day of ‘adventure’ got him pooped, and

the air the following morning, Kingsley

“F*cking sh*t!”

pair of gorgeous eyes were staring right at him from less than four inches

up, shrieking,

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

Kingsley slowly reached for the cushion aside and brought it to his chest. “Are you going to

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