"Luna, your end is near," Aline said. Her voice echoed in the dark forest. She stood still, looking into the darkness like she could see through it.Behind her were armed troops, more than a hundred men, ready for battle. The moonlight shone on their armor, casting long shadows on the leaf-covered ground."I didn't think we'd move so fast," Aline whispered, with a sarcastic smile. The president's daughter was known for her tricky and surprising plans.A few days earlier, a strange dream had disturbed her sleep. A man with a blurry face had appeared, telling her it was time to speed up her plan."But I can't believe werewolves are real," Aline thought out loud, sitting under a tent. She relaxed in a camping chair, watching a cave in the distance."Miss Aline, why not just bomb the cave?" a man from her team interrupted. He stared at the large entrance to the cave, curious about what was inside."You want to kill my husband?" Aline asked loudly, her voice strong. The man in front of her

I stared at the grimoire Aline was holding with a look of horror. This Grimoire, as Rafe had said, was the key to all this trouble."Well, let's get started," Aline said in a determined tone.Then I realized that this wasn't just my imagination. Page after page of the Grimoire opened by itself, the pages moving quickly as if enchanted.Even more frightening was the dark mist that appeared with the opening of the Grimoire. "Congratulations, Luna. You have reached the end of the game," the familiar voice echoed. It came from the Grimoire, the voice of the seventh reincarnation that had previously inhabited Rafe's body."So this is what he's after?" I muttered to myself.I had wondered why the werewolf man had stopped appearing, and now I had the answer. He was preparing this evil plan.Rafe stared at the scene in disbelief. He also seemed to have trouble untying the chains that bound him."Well, let the games begin," Aline said again.I saw with my own eyes how a black shadow rushed tow

Breathing heavily, I shouted, "Rafe, what happened to you?" Faghri, my best friend, looked equally shocked, unable to believe that Rafe, usually so loving, was now attacking with murderous intent."Rafe was under Aline's influence!" I yelled, trying to explain. But it was too late. Rafe landed a vicious punch right in Faghri's face. Faghri fell backwards, fresh blood streaming from his broken nose.Rafe sneered with a cold stare, "A weakling like you should just die. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My life, which was supposed to be full of love, had turned into a tragedy."Faghri!!!" I yelled again, but Rafe didn't give me a chance to help. He quickly attacked Faghri's leg, causing him to collapse again.Aline stood beside me and whispered in a voice full of disappointment, "Luna, stop hoping. Even the gods hate you." Her words pierced my heart and left me in deep despair and fear.My tears were unstoppable, streaming down my cheeks. In growing fear, I whimpered, "Aline, please

"Luna, I don't like violence," Diabolos declared, his red eyes piercing mine.In an instant, he disappeared, only to reappear abruptly in front of me."Aghh," I gasped, startled, as his grip tightened around my neck."You have to fall in love with me, Luna. You must!" His voice was a mixture of desperation and demand. This man was the embodiment of a dangerous obsession.Trapped in the oppressive darkness of the room, his hand tightened around my neck once more."Diabolos, stop this madness!" I pleaded."You misunderstand everything," I cried, struggling for breath.I refused to give in to Diabolos' twisted belief that love required obsession."You are young, Luna, and inexperienced in these matters," Diabolos dismissed me with a wave of his hand.Considering his age, which in his eyes spanned hundreds if not thousands of years, I was indeed a fledgling."Luna, you must understand, Fated Mates are a reality," he insisted vehemently."But a curse has tainted everything," he added, his

I had no time to rest. For a week, Faghri and I had worked tirelessly on this investigation, constantly asking ourselves, "Where was Rafe taken by Aline?" This question was the central mystery of our case, and we were deeply involved in trying to solve it.Our only lead was a vague indication that Rafe and Aline were now in Russia, but beyond that we had nothing concrete.This morning, sitting alone with only my hot coffee and a roll for company, I continued to pore over the reports, searching for some overlooked detail."We have to be careful," Faghri warned, breaking the silence. "All channels of information are under the control of Aline's father."I was well aware of the influence of Aline's father; after all, he was the President and wielded immense power. But the need for such a hands-on, manual investigation hadn't fully dawned on me until now.Suddenly, Faghri spoke up and pulled me out of my thoughts. "Luna, we have new information."Surprised, I turned to him, eager and worr