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Ciaran leaned into my touch and closed his eyes. "I see my father. Brutal and menacing. He is beating me with an iron pipe. I had done something wrong in Alpha training. Defied him somehow. He hated it. My mother came rushing out to stop him. He beat her to death in front of me." Tears formed on my bottom eyelid. Sadness overwhelmed me. An Alpha had beaten his Luna to death. A small boy had witnessed his mother's death. My heart broke for him. Cried for him. My thumb kept stroking his face.

I’d held back the Infinity soldiers alongside the other three, killing as little as I could and knocking the rest of them out while he chased his old lover into The Darkness. “On your knees! All of you on your fucking knees!” Dante’s father had been furious with us all, ordering us down at the gates and damned near executing us we're it not for the elders. I couldn't forget the haunted look on the dark wolf’s face when he had returned with Leila’s hair threaded in his fingers, her head swinging in the windy darkness. “It is done.” it was all he said, as he shouldered past us. Thank you, she’s dead, wham-bam.

We stand like that for a count of ten, the same ten heartbeats I counted in the Storm Corridor, and then he releases my hand and steps back. “Goodnight, Serafina.” “Goodnight, Domenico.” I open the door to my quarters and step inside. The room is dark, the window streaked with rain, and I do not light the candle again. I stand in the darkness with my palm pressed flat against the door, feeling the wood cool and solid under my hand, and I listen to his footsteps receding down the corridor. He is walking toward the chapel. I know it without seeing him. He is going back to the ledger, back to the page with the authorization code and the surname that matches his own, back to the proof that his brother was killed by someone inside the family he swore an oath to serve.

Glancing around one last time while they continue to change, I see something in the distance I didn’t expect. Beta Daniel and Beta Richard are poised just behind the trees, ready to pounce. Pleased by this and relieved, I nod to them just before they attack, and I lead the advances. Crying out, “Die!” I slash the nearest one in the throat, before glancing back at Arabella and Eric. They are in the car, and the last thing I see of them is the back window as Eric drives off with her. A smile spreads across my face, because at least now if I die, she will be safe for the moment. Continuing the battle, I hear something beside me when another three men come out of the house to surprise us. I slash and bite at their skin before one of them loses an eye as I poke it out with my claws. He didn’t need that did he really?

He dared… bloody saliva dripped down my chin. The wolf glared at the man through my eyes, saw the pulsing heart in his chest. He was no longer a man. He was prey. She breathed in his fear and loved it. My body was under her control. I got to my feet. Yves stood frozen, staring. “Jesus Christ… what the fuck are you?” “I am Death,” the wolf growled. She slammed her claws into his chest. “The monster in the dark,” the wolf snarled as she ripped out his heart, still beating, and took a bite.

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

“Dad you can tell me. I won’t say anything.” “I know sweetheart and I appreciate you waiting until it was just us.” He says calm but a troubled look on his face. “Training is going well, not as young as I once was but your old man can still get after it.” He pauses briefly but continues, “Mia, you know we met Austin and I to discuss the terms of the fight. I’ll be honest with you I think he doesn’t want to go through with it but what’s done is done and he challenged me in public. The terms we came to were one must get the other to submit or to the death. Seeing as I am a Beta and he is now an Alpha that really only leaves the one option.”

I step back avoiding the debris from falling on me She gets the debris off of her and slowly gets up on her feet “I will make a deal with you, my sweet Liam” she spit out blood “You are in no position to negotiate” Death scythe floats beside me “If you defeat me, I will tell you where to find him but if I win…you know what comes next” “Like I said before, it’s never gonna happen” “Okay. Truthfully, I can’t remember the last time I had this so much fun. I owe you one and I promise to look after you once you become mine” she grins mischievously

Cold and dead that made me have instant cold and so nervous. “You're sparring with me, if your back hit the ground, we'll go all over again!” He ordered and the arena went silent as a grave yard. I gulped hard and stared at him to look for any hint of unseriousness but he was serious. “She's going to die today, I bet she made him angry.” I heard that murmur, sharper than anything. “She's fighting with death, hehe, I told you it would only be a matter of time when he realizes how useless and worthless she is! Only Beta Raven can be up against the Alpha!” Another cried and I gulped hard.

Maybe I was desperate. He smiled. And then his eyelids drooped low as he struggled to stay awake. “No!” I screamed, clutching him. My heart shattered into a million pieces. “No, you can’t leave me! You can’t! Not again...” The battle had ended. We had won. Dane was dead and his forces were defeated. But none of that mattered.

~death~ "Fuck me, I knew this was going to be a bad idea. When the Prez finds out, I'm dead. But at this moment, seeing her flawless pale skin and realizing she wasn't wearing a bra... When I noticed she was missing during the chaos of our return, I didn't think much of it. But when I looked around for her and saw she wasn't in her room, I cursed and quickly went out looking for her. Thank fuck I did. I found her a good ways from the clubhouse, walking. I could tell something was wrong the moment I looked into her eyes, so I decided to take a different route and head to a nearby motel. Here I am now, with her splayed out on top of me, asking her if she's sure about this. Her eyes bore into mine, full of determination and desire. 'Yes, I'm sure,' she whispered, her breath hot against my lips. I cursed under my breath, feeling the heat of her body against mine. 'Fuck, Vick. You have no idea what you're doing to me.' She smiled, a mix of innocence and seduction. 'Then show me, Death. Show me what I've been missing .'

I’m not sure how much more we can endure in this war; we’ve already suffered too much. As I sprinted with Lagartha, the rain began to fall, gradually dousing the flames around us. Still, I pressed on through the heat; lingering here would mean certain death. Felicity I couldn’t wrap my head around what the Luna had just accused me of. We had just lost alpha Dominic, and now she was trying to pin the blame on me. I stood up and rushed to where Drew lay. "Why isn’t he waking up?" I cried out in panic. "It seems witnessing his father's death took a toll on him," Anthony, his beta, replied. I watched helplessly as they carried my mate away.

Sunny Life: “Desert is usually a gentle girl. Getting killed once make a lady a bitch!” Desert: “It’s none of your business. Dark Death, come out and explain. Why did you kill me?” Dark Death: “Do I need a reason to kill you?” Desert: “Can’t you give me a reason? Aren’t you fighting for Lucifer? Last time I saw you standing next to each other. I have a screenshot of it. Dark Death was standing beside Lucifer with invisibility. I just used a kill at that time so, I could see the hidden Phantasm.

It was a wound, one I couldn’t ignore. “She was our kingdom’s secretary or as you call them in packs, beta.” Peter gripped the steering wheel firmly, while he spoke. “she died in the recent war against our rival kingdom, the Shadowfang kingdom.” My heart sank with sadness as he spoke. I placed my palm on his muscles, rubbing it gently to calm him. I think I can relate to this somehow, from the moment I was rejected by that asshole, Daniel. I felt like a piece of my life was taken away as my mate had died, and I had no hope of finding another.

“Nothing I can’t fix. I hoped the rumors would scare her home, but it seems I need to take it to the next level, you filthy wolf.” I could hear the disgust in his voice, and though I wanted to push up from the ground and fight him, I was pretty sure someone had broken my leg and some ribs. I hated that these might be my last moments. I wanted to be with Daphne. If I was going to die, it had to be by her side. I closed my eyes, ready to face the death that was about to come, but I never heard the gunshot. Instead, something shifted in the room—a cold, icy wind seemed to blow in, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Daphne’s father trembling, but he wasn’t looking at me anymore.

Dane's gray eyes met mine, raw with guilt, his hands steadying me, but I saw the cost in him, the brother he'd killed for me, the enemy he'd ended. The battlefield churned under Ironclaw Lycans overpowering Silvermoon's last remnants, their screams distant dirges. The knees buckled under me, beating with exhaustion, and the awe of the headache stung as a drum, while the fire of heat had died almost completely. I survived on the few precious seconds of closing words with Dane—whispers lost within the chaos, "Why?"

Tony smirks down at me, all powerless and pretty and blue and wonderful. “I think I’m going to stick with this one,” I say, pointing at my boyfriend with my thumb. “He’s better looking.” Death goes still for a moment. Just long enough for me to smirk at him. Chaos breaks free as the God of Death roars his rage, thrusting out a hand towards me and unleashing his power in an unending, roiling wave of black. I grit my teeth, throwing up what shield I can and grabbing Anton by his shirt, hauling him down behind my flimsy barrier just as the wave of raw power crashes down upon us.

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

Everything we've been fighting for. 'You better,' she sent, and I felt a flash of her temper. 'Because if you die out there, I swear to the goddess I'll find a way to bring you back just so I can kill you myself.' Despite everything, I almost smiled. That was my girl—threatening murder even when she was scared. "Ready?" Dante appeared beside me, already half-shifted, his claws out and his eyes glowing. He looked tense as hell, which made sense. This was it. The final battle. We either won today or we all died trying.

Alpha Pharoah Kingtin sneered as if truly disgusted by the outcome of the game. “Then it means, Father, ‘Games of Fangs and Death’ is still easy. Try harder the next time so that no one can come out of it alive.” Princess Ameerah tried to calm herself. The Alpha Pharoah should not notice that she was extremely affected by his decision to kill Fiel Davidal.