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Alberto answered, leaning close towards Eva. Eva strokes her chin , once again getting into thought. If Lucifer was guarding Alberto's mother ( Alberto's mother is dead now) , then how old exactly Lucifer is? She glances at Lucifer who was standing tall at six feet and had pitch black hair and those blood red eyes. No matter how much Eva looked at him, his age was indistinguishable. He looked in his twenties, maybe because vampires don't age fast like werewolves.

Still, his wolf fought until it completed the mark above her breast and at the back of her neck, licking it to seal it out of eyesight. When morning arrived, Valker poured all the anger and annoyance he felt for himself onto her. Things became worse when he returned from his run and found himself reacting to her scent again. What irritated him most was the fact that she appeared in his dreams every night. After that intense night together, his dreams turned dark, showing him visions of her crying, suffering, and begging him for help. Both he and his wolf woke up disturbed every time. He needed to end this obsession fast. “Alpha, you called for me?” Arthur, his most trusted warrior and compan

Low murmurs ripple through the hall like a rising storm, the weight of unspoken judgments pressing against my chest. The elders, draped in ceremonial robes, move toward the central platform with the solemn grace of those who have seen centuries of bloodshed and hard-won victories. Their faces, etched with wisdom and battle scars, remain unreadable as they take their places. In the middle of a circle of wolves, a frail, trembling figure curls inward, barely clothed, her skin too pale against the flickering torchlight. A vampire—small, human-like, and fragile-looking—yet undeniably dangerous.

Myrrh’s mewls ended. Then his little beads of eyes came alive again. But this time around, they were beads of red. The pup was growling like a wild beast. “No!” Aeryl screamed, horrified. She looked at the prince, frantic for a solution. But…. His aura went flush into the growling pup…. His lycan essence was spilling into the little animal's body. Aeryl flung herself at the lycan prince, fists slamming into his chest.

Something strange stirred beneath my skin—a prickling heat that spread like wildfire through my veins, My body went into spams, My vision blurred as I stumbled to my knees, it seemed as though the world was tilting dangerously around me, my bones cracking and reshaping with agonizing intensity. Fur sprouted from my skin, coarse and pearly white, my limbs contorting into a new form. And then I shocked myself, a raspy snarl tore from my throat, My fingers curled into claws, I could feel my senses sharpened, the world now painted in stark contrasts of light and shadow from the normal colours I was used to.

There was even a painting of the minor torn from his face, an action that showed deep hatred. Without saying a single word, Alucard entered the room and examined it, he opened the closet door which only had clothes for a child until he was twelve or thirteen years old, he calculated... because although Jaden was small, the suit he wore at the festival night was much larger than the one in that closet. He walked around the place looking at the dust in that room, it was obvious that it hadn't been cleaned in years but he didn't say anything. Finishing seeing what he wanted to check, he left the room and returned to the living room.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

|| Lilac’s POV || Alaric walked around the desk and stopped before an old chest. The ancient chest creaked as he opened it, releasing the scent of dried herbs and old blood. Sunlight streamed through the study windows, illuminating a haunting illustration: a beautiful witch with emerald eyes and silver hair, her hands raised over a kneeling Alpha whose veins blackened where her magic touched him.

I have never a man so beautiful and handsome like this one. Even hundreds of millions of Lenox and every good-looking man in the room could not compare to his pinky. Now he had his eyes locked on Camilla, although I did not feel good about it and wanted him to look my way instead, I consoled myself that Camilla was about to receive her retribution. Who told her to mess the party? She now was going to experience the full wrath of alpha Lucien's anger. I could see that everyone was waiting for Camilla end but to our utmost surprise, the man did not splash her blood everywhere with his sharp fangs. Instead, he stretched his hand and placed it in front of Camilla, as if silently asking her to ta

Lucifer fired back angrily. *I'm sorry, boss. Let's get going for the blood hunt,* Annihilator hissed excitedly. Lucifer shifted into his wolf form, a massive black beast with glowing red eyes. He leapt from the window, landing silently on the ground below. He moved with lethal grace towards the dungeon, his mind focused on his next victim. Luciano, standing guard outside the dungeon, saw the wolf approaching. He quickly ordered the guards to leave, recognizing Lucifer in his wolf form.