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291. WHO IS HE?

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Petal finished reading the last book by the next day. She closed her eyes, the burn in them a reflection of the exhaustion she felt after three days without rest, without sleep. The pages had blurred together, but the weight of the knowledge she had uncovered only deepened the ache inside her. Every fifteen days, Ryker’s influence over her grew stronger, more consuming. And the start of the fourth fifteen-day cycle was about to start. Her heart stilled for a moment realizing Ryker was about to make his move. He had waited long enough.Petal quickly opened her eyes, scrambling to rise, but the moment she stood, the world around her shifted. She was no longer in the Elysium Haven."So naïve to think you could go without sleep," Ryker’s voice echoed through the darkened room. He stood before her, his lips curling into a cruel smile.Petal found herself in the grand, shadowy living room of Ryker’s palace, yet another new part of his ever-expanding domain. The

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292. BE READY

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “Is that so….” Dread’s eyes spoke more than those three words. His gaze burned into hers, the silence between them stretching until he slowly lifted his hand, covering her eyes, his voice a low whisper in her ear. “You should not have…chosen him.” Petal’s heart skipped a beat, and as her chest tightened, she slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself back in the flower garden by the cliff, the same place where she had first come to Dread that night. His words echoed in her mind, their weight pressing on her as she lay on the flower bed, eyes closing once more. "This is why I was not telling you..." she murmured under her breath. She lay there unmoving for what felt like an eternity before she slowly rose to her feet. Her gaze drifted between the temple and Elysium Haven in the distance, the two forces pulling her in opposite directions. Her entire life, her kingdom, all of it had led her to this point. She had made her decision. Tossing the hem of her

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293. NEVER DARE TO TRY

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW As the New Moon approached, a heavy silence descended upon the entire werewolf realm. The people from Elysium Haven and the temple could feel the unease radiating from their Queen, yet they were forced to remain quiet, helpless in their uncertainty. They could only watch the night unfold, knowing that something was terribly wrong, but powerless to act.Even Petal’s rabbit, usually at her side, remained unusually distant, avoiding the bedroom. It was as if the very air had changed. But Petal was nowhere near Elysium Haven or the temple. She stood in the flower garden, staring out at the cliff, the soft sound of the river cascading below filling the quiet night.Suddenly, her body jerked violently. The fourth nail had been struck, deep in the Blackpine Forest, signaling the start of something irreversible. Slowly, Petal turned to find herself in a vast, dark hall. Ryker stood there, as usual, dressed in black, his expression twisted into a smirk.“I see you w

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294. DESTROYER

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWAs Ryker’s dark magic dissipated, Dread took Petal away with him while Silas and Aran found themselves standing in the Blackpine Forest once more, though neither of them was in their right mind. After seeing the Lycan King Dread Lord for the first time had shaken them both to their cores.“Did I read his aura correctly?” Silas’ voice was barely above a whisper.Aran, equally shaken, glanced at him. “He’s a destroyer…”“And Petal is a savior,” Silas whispered, his words hanging heavily in the air.The realization settled between them like a weight they couldn’t shake, a destroyer and a savior, bound together in love.THE LYCAN KIN

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295. A HISTORY FORGOTTEN

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWThe clearing in the Blackpine Forest fell silent as everyone focused on Ronan, who lay on the ground, his lower body fading into the white-blue energy emanating from the Moonstone in his right palm."So Alpha Ronan, Seraphina and Ryker’s history is from nine hundred years ago?” Alpha Gideon’s voice was full of disbelief. No one missed how Aran's fists clenched in response."Of course, Ryker should have been dead but he was here not long ago and took Seraphina away," Alpha Hugo’s voice was still shaking. Alpha Darious interjected, "Also, why is there no mention of Ryker Wraithe in the history records?”"He wiped away any records of him, obviously," a voice, deep an

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296. IN LIFE OR DEATH

Nine Hundred Years Ago“Kill Blood Petal,” the she-wolves from Elysium Haven chanted, their voices rising in unison. A moment ago they were all smiling happily and congratulating their queen but the next second they all turned like puppets. As they closed in on Petal, she stood frozen in horror not only because of seeing Ryker back in front of her, alive and inside her Elysium Haven but also, feeling life stirring within her womb. Her belly hadn’t swelled, but she could feel it, the sudden unmistakable presence of a life that she and Dread had created.“Did you really think you killed me, Blood Petal?” Ryker twisted the rabbit’s neck in his grasp, a cruel grin stretching across his face. “If killing me was this easy then i would not be called the king of dark magic in vein, darling,”

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297. A LEGACY ERASED

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW With Blood Petal and Dread Lord gone, the once-thriving flower garden withered into barrenness, and the river that once cascaded down the cliffs dried up.Blood Petal’s protectors’ cries echoed through the temple, their sorrow so profound that the very walls seemed to tremble in sympathy. Silas, in the worst condition among them, sat still as a corpse, his eyes hollow with grief. Far away, in the desolate expanse of no man’s land, Aran remained unchanged, consumed by his own despair. The will to live had drained from all of them. The temple, once a sanctuary of strength and solace, now stood as a prison for their shattered hearts. What had been a place of reverence and peace had crumbled into ruins. And within those ruins, the protectors, those who had been born only to protect Blood Petal from her heartbreak, had chosen the punishment of becoming statues for centuries, forever trapped in a silent testament to their brokenness. While the ruin disappeared

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298. SOULMATES

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Everyone in the clearing stood in silence, most of them had tears in their eyes listening to the eternal love of Seraphina and Ronan. “Then why…” Asher and Finn started locking eyes with each other, “Why do I feel as if I witnessed everything with my own eyes?” They finished in unison, their voices shaking with the realization of something deep. Aran and Felix looked at them as Aran revealed to Finn, "Because you were Blood Petal’s keeper, Alpha Finn. You were the demonic energy in that flower garden for thousands of years that was also attached to Blood Petal. You have no relation to her but it seems she had subconsciously created a connection with you. More like a friend. You never appeared in physical form but you were always there for her, you withdrew after losing her. You were her keeper that kept her secrets about meeting Dread Lord and kept her trust and innocence safe.” Finn stood stunned, every fiber of him reliving what Aran said. “And you we

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299. THE FINAL CHOICE

SERAPHINA “This time, it won’t just be the females of Elysium Haven…” Ryker’s voice whispered in my ear just before Ronan appeared, halting my attack. “It will be every female in the werewolf realm, Seraphina…so now, choose. Me or Dread Lord…”Tears streamed down my face, drowning me in despair. How—how could I have forgotten him? For nine hundred years, Ronan never left my side. He kept his promise, through life and death, even though I couldn’t remember him. Every fleeting moment I spent with him, nine hundred years ago, every scrap of happiness he brought to my loveless existence flooded my mind,until the tears flowed harder.Ryker dragged me through the mist, pulling me into his dark palace. He glanced at me once, then grabbed my hair, mercilessly yan

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300. WHERE IS HE?

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW A thrill surged through Ryker's veins as he tasted Seraphina's blood, the sharp, intoxicating sensation setting his senses alight. His long years of yearning and insatiable desire flared, and he reluctantly pulled his fangs from her flesh, his grip tightening around her limp, unconscious form.The mark between her brows had vanished, and now, she was no more than a werewolf. Just Seraphina."Only mine," he murmured, his lips curling into an obsessive smile as he licked the blood from his lips. He gazed down at her broken, vulnerable state, the withered flower he had always longed to possess now cradled in his arms. "I love you, Seraphina," he whispered, his voice dark with possessiveness. Leaning down, he pressed his li

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