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He didn’t look away from me. Until Lucien stepped forward with a syringe. Black. Iron. Thick as my wrist, filled with a pulsing red-black liquid that glowed like it had been distilled from suffering itself. Voidvenom. I didn’t know how I knew the name, but I did. Every nerve in my body screamed no. “Don’t.....” I rasped, but my voice broke halfway. Lucien shoved the needle into Zane’s throat. The plunger hissed. The venom surged into him with a cruel hiss of steam.

It had a strange, milky viscosity to it, a chemical sheen that caught the harsh light of the room. "Liquid fire," I whispered, the realization making my stomach drop. "It’s a localized coagulant neurotoxin. Arthur Vance’s old research from the Oakhaven facility. They’re coating the rounds, Vulture. Even a graze will freeze the lungs in twenty minutes if we don't counter it."

MAKE IT STOP! His scream, raw and laced with remembered chemical agony, tore through the makeshift clinic. It wasn’t just a nightmare. It was a flashback, visceral and terrifying, triggered by the mere thought of Thorne and the Phoenix strain. And within his delirium, a horrifying detail: *"He said it would find the weak… make them burn from the inside."* Thorne hadn’t just escaped with the weapon. He’d hinted at its first use. A demonstration. Targeting the vulnerable. Soon.

“Can’t you hear me? You have to get out of here. It’s not safe.” “Why? Because of him?” Vincent asks her, stepping into her line of sight. He’s still got the vampire held firmly in his grip. Tessa looks like she’s about to pass out again. But the feeling subsides, replaced with a look of shock when she finally catches sight of me. “Willow Thompson,” she scoffs, the shock finally giving way to that contempt. “How the fuck are you here right now?”

"Luna Silva? That’s just a wild, silver-veined variant of wild mint. I found it growing near the creek three weeks ago. It’s harmless." "It isn't mint," Francis snapped, his jaw tightening. "It’s a catalyst. To a human, it’s a herb. To a wolf, it acts like a signal fire on a pitch-black night. It amplifies your natural scent, makes it intoxicating. This rogue found you first because he was desperate, but he won't be the last. The moment I step out of this doorway, another one will come through that window to tear you apart."

"You're just a joke, Thompson! A pathetic little officer who thinks he can take on the likes of me! I'll crush you! I'll ruin you!" “That’s the thing, you see, you keep seeing what’s right in front of you, you don’t see beyond, because you’re blinded by your motives.” Thompson's eyes never wavered, his voice steady. "I'm not afraid of you, Jackson. And I won't back down. You see, I might have wet feet. But I'm not going to let you stain me with your corruption." Flackback begins:

I never thought I would witness it myself. ***I found something I need you to examine for me.*** “Come on, Dr. Thompson is meeting us at Brigid’s house,” I spoke through clenched teeth. At any moment, if I dared to open my mouth all the way, I was afraid I would throw up. My mate had been drugged, contaminated. Bile and blood boiled inside of me. I was thirsty for Hodges’s blood to be spilled. One way or another, his head would roll for his crime against his Luna, my precious flower.

but I was paralyzed in those ten seconds, unable to believe Justin Star Ryder was unconscious, sinking to the bottom of his own pool with a wound at the back of his head. “Okay, okay,” I breathed out shakily rolling out from underneath the bushes, shakily getting to my feet. I knew what came about with my job description but I never thought I'd ever been in such a [position. breathing heavily still unable to comprehend my situation, I approached the edge of the crimson-colored pool, my heart coming to my throat at the sight of Justin’s blood. “Oh my god,” I gasped my hand finding its way back to mouth again, unable to control any part of my nerves. I couldn't see him through the red waves th

It’s as if it wanted to swallow everything on its way, and even some of the trees next to the riverbed could not stand the onslaught which allowed Asha to find a broken tree with a scattered trunk and branches. Venom paused before reacting, and he hurriedly jumped down to the riverbank. The water of the river keeps on splashing harshly on the bank, and he was immediately drenched, but his attention is solely on his prey. With the fast current, Asha is already a distance away on the flowing river, and with a dangerous glint in his eyes, Venom did not hesitate any more as he took out a small glass jar on his chest pocket. Inside the glass jar, a small yellow black bug with purple strips, a bee

“That’s my good girl. Take your stepbrother’s cock. Let me fill you again while our enemies watch.” She came hard, screaming my name, her walls fluttering wildly. The sensation dragged me over the edge. I knotted her deep, roaring as I pumped more cum into her already overflowing womb. For a moment, everything felt right. Then Victor’s voice cut through the hullabaloo like a sword of Damocles. “Enough of this disgusting display!” A silver dart flew through the air and punched itself into Sophie’s shoulder. She cried out, collapsing forward onto my chest as the toxin spread through her.