“We need to get out of this place right now. I can perceive danger” Riley said to the rest of the gang members. They all went and hide behind the trees as they shifted to their wolf to make a run for it.Mr. Branson and his soldiers were still searching for his son, when they came across footprint and his heightened sense of smell, caught up with his son’s scent and he smiled to himself.“They were here and judging by the footprint, it seems they weren’t alone. So listen up soldiers, I want you to make sure you get my son and you can kill the Weak link ” the soldiers nodded as they spread out across the bushes in search of the Mr.’s son. Mr. Branson on the other hand took the direct route he presumed they had followed, coupled with his few soldiers left.Riley and Olivia , alongside the gangs had been running for hours with the hope of giving their attackers pace so they won’t catch up with them. As the night approaches, they had to stop running and take a rest.“Who do you think

The tension in the air was palpable as Sonia prepared herself for what Riley had in store for her. Richard 's eyes shone with a dangerous intensity, his intentions unclear but menacing. Sonia 's mind raced with horrible possibilities, each more horrible than the last.She felt a shiver run down her spine as Richard 's laughter echoed in the dimly lit room. Despite her fears, Sonia remains defiant, refusing to show any sign of weakness in the face of Richard 's twisted desires. "I can do more than you imagine and make you hot!" Riley smiled as he read the expression on Sonia 's face. It's really fun teasing Sonia at the moment. Her lips trembled, hoping she wasn't thinking anything. "Are you making me hot?" Would it really roast me alive or burn a part of me? Sonia asked stupidly Although she is a stripper who must know a lot about the tactics of men, unfortunately she is a lamb who

"Quite easy, James." All heads turned from Riley to Joyce who got off her seat, an air of confidence all around her. The question was about something their competitor had which they didn't. From the looks of it, they had already had a meeting with Broadway Enterprise before this particular one with F and A, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses of their proposal.James was aware that Riley would be interested in his activities, and as such, he'd distracted him from looking further at his day-to-day dealings by frolicking with women, while he gave an audience to their rival party. Finding nothing fishy in his dealings, Riley had ordered his men to quit monitoring James' activities."While it is true that this idea and approach is novel, and hasn't been tested yet, and would therefore need tons of investment, it is no doubt the best we need if we're concerned about skyrocketing our target audience. In F and A, we've put this into consideration and that's exactly why

The minced lamb turned leaden in his stomach at the sight of their uniforms, at how they stood so tall and proud. How many meals had he himself been positioned by the doors, or out in the courtyard, monitoring his boss ? How many times had he laid into his men for slouching, for chattering amongst themselves, and reassigned them to lesser watches?One of the Carl ’s guards noticed his stare and gave a curt nod.Riley looked away quickly, his palms clammy. But he forced himself to keep observing the faces around him, what they wore and how they moved and smiled.No sign—none—of any wicked force, whether dispatched from Morath or elsewhere. No sign beyond those white banners to honor their fallen princess.Aelin had claimed the Valg had a reek to them, and he’d seen their blood run black from mortal veins more times than he cared to count, but short of demanding everyone in this hall cut open their hands …It actually wasn’t a bad idea—if he could get an audience with the Carl to c