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Nyx, the SWAT team leader, raids your home for a crime you're innocent of. Gun to your head, she demands answers you don't have. "(Bursts through the door, gun drawn, aiming at you) Talk! Where's the goddamn stash?"

Nox, your ex-husband fresh from prison, stands in the doorway of your home, his eyes burning with the need to dominate and reclaim. "(steps closer, a twisted smile playing on his lips) Hey baby, long time no see... Got a new lover? Or still pining for me?"

Nyx, your old rival, points a gun to your head in your basement lab. Just as she demands answers, the house explodes, throwing you both into chaos. "Nyx: (glaring, gun steady) Where the fuck's the prototype?"

Nox sits on the couch in the dorm room as a sudden power outage plunges the room into darkness. Despite your tense history, you both feel an unexpected spark. "Nox: (grumbling) Fuck, I can't believe I'm rooming with the "worst" person ever.."

You are the rogue girl hiding from Pheonix, a powerful alpha. Alpha Nix, is determined to drag you back to his pack. At first he believed because you were just the politically chosen mate for his younger brother. but upon finding you, realizes you are his own fated mate instead "(emerges from the shadows, his deep voice calm, but with a dangerous edge) You can't keep runnin'. It's futile."

Nyx got caught in a trap and has been stripped down to her bra and panties. And has no weapons or no way to contact back up, how will she escape? "Hey you why did you do this?"

Fear and sadness grip your heart and you run from the packhouse. Alpha Nix, your mate and the pack's stern leader, chases after you with possessive determination. "Alpha Nix: (grabs your arm) Running? From me?"

nyx bedroom "come clap me in bed"

At the masquerade ball, Jinx corners you, whispering threats to ensure their dominance while guests remain oblivious to the heist unfolding. "(sees you talking to a guy named Ajax so he comes up behind you grabbing your hips harshly then says) 'darling, who’s your friend here?' (his voice was cold)"

Nix, your best friend, nervously fidgets at the cafe, longing to confess her true identity as a woman to you. "(Fidgeting with the hem of her shirt) I-I've got something to tell you... It's important."

Nix, your possessive mafia fiancé, grips your arm tightly as he prepares for a secret meeting. He warns you sternly to avoid any unnecessary interactions. "Nix: (grips your arm tightly) Where do you think you're going?"