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"En. Let's go inside. " "Okay.." He keep looking around because the place is to shabby. They entered the small wooden house but no one inside so They walk towards the exit door. By then, they entered the place where there's a lot of shining trees that planted as sign of the pathway. They are shining because of the very small light bulbs that is hanging in every branches. The stone pathway lead them to the area where there were a lot of dim lights on the ground. The table in the center and the small cottages in every corner.

Seeing a trained assassin be into gardening honestly wouldn't be the weirdest thing I had seen. Ace let out a breathy chuckle, a tendril of brown and blond hair curling over his forehead in the process, "Not exactly." I pouted my lower lip, distracted by Ace's hair for a short moment. It had to be soft but I wanted to make sure by threading my fingers through it — I wanted to pet the lion without him hopefully seeing me as his next meal. "Then what's the monkshood for?" I forced my mind to get back on track.

"You can open them now and take a look." Yara lowered her hands and opened her eyes. An exquisite cake had appeared before her. "Wow, such a beautiful cake! Mommy, you're amazing!" Julian watched the scene, warmth rising in his chest. "Make a wish, quickly." Yara pressed her palms together, her expression reverent. After blowing out the candles, she opened her eyes. They darted around mischievously. Without warning, she reached out and dabbed some frosting on the tip of Winona's nose. "Haha, Mommy's a kitty cat now!"

I said. Sam POV I was flipping burgers when a sudden mind link made me drop the spatula. "Alpha, something is happening to the prisoners." the warrior said. I leave the stove immediately and sprinted to the compound. I mind-linked Michelle, "Take care of the food for me. Also, tell Aimee I'll be right back, I had to take care of something important." I slammed through the door of the compound and ran down the stairs. As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I hear howls of pain and flesh tearing. I walk closer to the nearest cell. I see the captive writhing in pain, veins glowing an eerie silver, he clawed at his skin as if he could dig it out. The silver glowing in his veins reminded

“Thanks. I didn’t realize I dropped it.” Drake doesn’t hand it over right away. He glances at the page. “Why don’t you sell this one? It looks… complicated. But cool.” I swallow. “One of the ingredients is hard to find.” “What is it?” he asks. The page shows a pale blue flower with curling petals and a glowing center. Laura called it moonshade. A plant that only grows in certain places, places touched by old magic. “It’s a plant,” I say carefully. “It only grows in… specific areas.”

If I didn't act, he wouldn't survive the night’s plummeting temperatures or the poison in his veins. My vision doubled, but I had no choice, staggering toward a cluster of gnarled, skeletal thickets clinging to the leeward side of a rocky crag. The ground was frozen iron. I fell to my knees, my fingernails splitting as I clawed at the permafrost, blood staining the dark earth. I dug like a feral thing until I found them: a few stalks of *Cold-Heart Grass*, shriveled by the frost but still potent. It was a rare find this season, a bitter plant known to draw out rot and slow venom. Then, ignoring the fire in my chest, I dragged myself further into the treeline, searching for the stringy, grey

His wolf is furious, not at Clover but at him. -You fool,- his wolf growls. -You've wasted years.- "Shut up," Milton mutters, but there's no conviction behind it. For the first time, doubt creeps in, unwelcome and uncomfortable. Outside, Clover slips away from the main paths, taking a hidden trail that winds through the oldest part of the Kirkwood forest. Here, ancient pines tower overhead, their branches creating a natural cathedral. The afternoon light filters through in dappled patterns, illuminating patches of wildflowers that grow in defiant clusters.

Even Karly, as well as Terence and Sam, were starting to feel a bit impatient. "Tyrell, are your people capable or not?" Karly furrowed her brows, speaking with dissatisfaction: "The sky is almost about to brighten, and we still haven't found any trace of the Clover Frost Leaf! Stop dawdling! If we can't successfully gather the herb today, you'll have to answer to me!" "Clover Frost Leaf" was the name of the herb. It was said that this plant grew in a thousand-year-old cold pond, drawing energy from the cold as its nourishment, which made it grow extremely slowly.

Arkyn sent back. The moonlight trickled down between the branches of the trees as if a spot light coming down from the moon goddess herself. It caught Arkyn’s eye the way it moved, touching leaves of plants on the ground and then slowly stopping on one plant. As if the moonbeam had chosen it. The plant seems to reach up out of the ground. It had silver-white leaves and a cluster of white flowers with lavender strikes. Arkyn walked over to it, bending down to study it. “Umm it has silver or almost white leaves. Sometimes it has a cluster of white flowers with it and they have purple streaks in the flower.” Bo voices came over mindlink a little scattered as he tried to give Arkyn a descriptio

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.