All Chapters of Hunt Me, Mark Me : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Magnus I didn't need my sight to know he was here, the stench of his hatred was thicker than any smoke. The second Earis left the room he stepped forward making himself visible to me. My blood boiled inside my veins. “Oh wow,” he grinned. “I never understood the werewolf's need for a mate, they only make us weak,” he spat. I lunged at him immediately, my claws bared, aiming to snap his head off his shoulders. “You must think I'm foolish to show myself to you! There's a threat greater than myself that threatens to burn the world down to the ground,” he said so calmly and I stopped when my claws were just an inch to the side of his face. As much as I hated it he was right. I know Cicada is obsessed with becoming me and there's no way in hell he'll show up just where I could kill him.He took two steps backwards just to be beyond my reach. His calmness clawed at my skin. He had no fear in his eyes, but my heart thumped in my chest. I couldn't shake the feeling of something happeni

EarisWhat happened next was a mix of blurs and headaches. All I did whilst everyone ran around was cling to a child that wasn't mine. There was something I couldn't quite understand about her, and that kept me hooked throughout the drive. All I heard was the steady thump of her heartbeat as she slept.I didn't know where we were headed, but I saw a lot of vehicles leaving the mansion.“Earis, are you okay?” Marble said before I felt her cold hands graze my skin when she tried to put a coat on me. I didn't realize we had arrived at a different location but other vehicles didn't park alongside us. “Where’s Magnus and everyone?” I asked, looking up at Vanya who tried to assist me out of the car. There was a large wooden cabin in front of us, surrounded by a vast amount of forest. The air was fresher and more breathable compared to that of the mansion. “He had to deal with something, he’ll be here soon,” she responded as she held onto my waist and tried to lead me towards the cabin.

Earis “What are you doing?! She's just a child!” I barked as I ran in front of her, spreading my arms open. “Earis, stay out of this. You know nothing of these creatures, they are weapons of destruction!” He snarled. “She's just five, at most six. Cicada must have done something to her to make her attack us. I know you're hurt seeing your home burn down, but please give me a chance to talk to her,” I breathed, moving towards him. “If she doesn't stop using her powers the barrier will collapse!” Akira yelped, clenching her fist and her other eyes turned bloodied.Shit! I didn't understand earlier, she must have overwhelmed herself and it was severely taking a toll on her. And right now we're straining her more. “Baby, please,” I said in a softer tone, placing my palm on his heaving chest, while my other arm went for his jaw so he would look at me. “Please let me talk to her. If it doesn't work, then we can do it your way, I promise,” I pleaded, trying to hold back my tears. A low

Earis Even though I didn't dare ask aloud, the missing words bugged me till my stomach ached. "Armageddon comes after the death of a dragon and a new…" Magnus's incomplete sentence echoed in my mind as I sank deeper into the cabin couch. The room felt impossibly crowded. Akira, Marble, Clarissa, Iris, and Louis—the faces of everyone I had seen lying lifeless in a pool of their own blood during the prophecy vision—were all seated around the central table, and the sight haunted me. They were talking strategy, survival, and the cold reality of Armageddon, yet all I could focus on was the secret Magnus was still holding. He had asked what I saw during the Chrone un Charan, which meant we both saw two different, equally terrifying scenarios.My heart hammered when Iris spoke. "No! We're keeping St Calliope's college out of this. Last time I helped you, I ended up spending millions to fix what you ruined," she retorted. Magnus gave her a patient look that chilled me more than his anger.

Earis The air felt wrong the moment we hit the city limits. It lacked the untainted freshness of the cabin, carrying a faint, metallic tang—the unmistakable residue of Wolfbane. They'd poisoned the air, and even though the Airlite hummed faintly against my collarbone neutralizing the toxin, it still felt like I was inhaling toxic fuel.Louis had given me a striking red bob wig with bangs and glasses, claiming it suited me better than my own dark hair with silver stripes. Everything related to De Compte was luxury. Beckendem High was a mountain carved into a building. It still baffles me how a High school can look better than Greymist college. Whoever our Atherias was must be damn wealthy. Louis took his time adjusting my wig and glasses, his face serious. "Remember the plan, ma chérie. We're interns from St. Calliope's college, here to take a lecture. Mum has sent an email to the principal. They'll be expecting us.”I nodded. “You know we're at a time limit, I'll distract the tou