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The result for the alive creature is, their power would increase, and for the dead, they would be given a chance to live again. "You seem very different from the other people that I encounter, there was strong energy coming from you. I thought at first that there was a piece of stone in this perimeter but instead of a piece of stone, I found you. Come to me lady and I will be sure that I will help you." Alicia was looking at the face of the gorgeous man who has blue hair with a lot of unique tattoos. The vampire's face was too beautiful to resist. Once his victim would look into his eyes it would be the end of the game.

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

This is book 5. The final book of the series. 1. The Alpha's Mate Who Cried Wolf 2. The Alpha Who Cursed His Mate 3. The Alpha's Mate And The Vampire King 4. The Alpha King's Mate 5. The Alpha And Luna's Final Fate Nina 'That was such a beautiful story!' I smile.

No way she's touching that statement. "Changelings possess dominant, possessive traits. They never cheat on their partner and they mate forever. That love stays alive forever, renewed every full moon." Sparkling, dreamy eyes to the white ceiling, "Predatory changelings possess all these, but Alphas take that to an entirely new level. Don't you want men like this?” Ismena raised the white piece of paper up, swiveled her head to the side, and gave it a total appraisal. Her brows knitted, "Yep, this is exactly what I'm talking about."

Firstly, I would like to thank you all for reading and being patient with me. It has been decided that the vampires and the dragons will each have a series of their own continuing from their books in this series. I would also like to apologize because as I revised the book, I realized that most of the time instead of writing Areli, I wrote Alina which must have been confusing for some of you.

I stare into her bulging eyes as she whimpers fighting for air, I wish I could kill her over and over again for the things she has done. "Raven is the Goddess of Death, removing her lycan is impossible. I will be glad to see you die, knowing she will not show mercy to your soul," I growl into her ear, thrusting my other hand up into her chest; with a sickening crack and squelching noise I tear through her ribs and flesh. My hand is slick with her warm blood as I dig my claws in deep, cutting into her organs before removing my hand letting her slowly bleed out, painfully slowly until she dies. "No, not my son! Let me go!" I hear Adaline's agonized screams, as they pull my attention from Sasha

At that moment I just wish to shut my eyes and vanish from the face of the earth entirely. I struggle to get out of his grip but I start feeling Alpha Victor's claws dig deep into my neck. I choke out a bitter cry but my sobbing noise is suddenly overshadowed by Alpha Victor's hysteric laughter. I feel his grip on my neck loosen, I slump to the floor in defeat, and my entire body collides with the hard floor.

They grappled in a deadly clash, claws tearing, jaws snapping as they each fought for dominance. The sound of snarls and ripping fabric echoed as Valtor countered each vicious strike, his strength unwavering. As they faced off, Damon appeared from the shadows, his sharp eyes scanning the room. Behind him, a group of human mercenaries strode in, their wolfsbane firearms glinting ominously in the dim light. The atmosphere thickened with tension. Amidst the struggle, a sudden silence fell. Gaia was standing, her eyes shut tight, her small frame somehow radiating an eerie, powerful energy. As if sensing her presence, both men paused, but Valtor's gaze was protective.

When I blinked and whispered something, she let out a shaky breath, whispering thanks to the heavens. Dad groaned weakly. He was alive but badly hurt, trapped against the steering wheel. Blood trickled from a deep cut on his forehead. Before we could catch our breath, a low, deep growl rumbled from outside the shattered windows. Then another. And another. Shadows moved through the smoke. Outside, huge wolves, circling us like predators stalking wounded prey. I opened my eyes a little and saw a huge black wolf walking toward the crash. As it got closer, it changed into a man. I froze. It was Alpha Damon. But how did he find us?

“Night ravens are prophetic birds. They see multiple timelines, multiple futures. If we can show one that helping us leads to a timeline it prefers, it will cooperate.” “And if we can’t?” “Then they’ll kill us,” she said simply. “Night ravens don’t tolerate those who would try to take from them by force. And they’re more than capable of ripping apart even an Alpha lycan.” Ryker groaned. “Of course they are. Because this wasn’t dangerous enough already.” I stood, testing my balance. I felt different somehow, though I couldn’t pinpoint how. Lighter maybe? Or just… less certain of myself?