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!”

just as he was about to open

there was no way he could

up to the drawer and pulled out a pistol.

Bring it back

lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic

professor out cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean up

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

Group 2 reconnected the surveillance, returning

an hour

first. Keep

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

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

that his house was massive, and it was

Not even Grandpa Joe could tell

“Yes, Ares!”

a cab back to

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

“F*cking sh*t!”

of gorgeous eyes were staring right at him from

right up, shrieking, “Serena, what the

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

reached for the cushion aside and brought it to his chest. “Are you going to give me the ride of

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