Chapter 55- Return of Farrell Pack

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That same glint flash behind his eyes making him nick his skin under his steady razor. The glint of death he faced once before in the end of his human life.

He licked off his blood and continued shaving, putting down the feeling of dread further down as he did with his disappointments with his son. He had resources, the best schoolings, teachers to get rid of the impurities from his own son.

He finished shaving and called for his slave to be forth so best suit in order to overshine the Grand Alpha and the rest of the Clan leaders. He was informed that Marie and Viktor had arrived in their limo ready to take them into the city.

"Hehe the look on your face reveals how much you loathe the beast on the council," Marie laughs tossing aside the young toddler from her lap licking the blood off the corner of her mouth

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"Hehe the look on your face reveals how much you loathe the beast on the council," Marie laughs tossing aside the young toddler from her lap licking the blood off the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe the look on your face reveals how much you loathe the beast on the council," Marie laughs tossing aside the young toddler from her lap licking the blood off the corner of her mouth

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I kicked it away from my sight as it hit the wall.

"Please Marie have some class and resist drinking before these events," Gabriel said Marie sighs

"As vampires we must show these beast proper etiquette," Marie boasts. Then a voice came into Gabriel's ears soon it became multiple voices of an unknown language, considering he lived for many centuries he knew he had never heard this tongue before.

The voices kept repeating one word together. Rupana! Rupana! Rupana! I never heard this word before in my years of living throughout the centuries. The only thing that can get me through this meeting with that Dog in charge is to remember the screaming voices of the worms that we reburied into the earth.

What is this?! I thought paranoia was rising in my throat. It reminds me of those eyes.

"Damn those little bitches!" I snarled, shaking from the voices from my thoughts.

"Be more specific Gabriel," Viktor mocked, not phased by the voices, Marie kept grinning.

"Be more specific Gabriel," Viktor mocked, not phased by the voices, Marie kept grinning

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