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He gave me and Creed a cheeky grin before moving to go outside. "Yes we will all come to help you," Elias volunteered a little too eagerly. "What are you lazy lot waiting for. Get to loading their car," he ordered, and his siblings grimaced and grabbed their bags before moving to go outside. Outside was the same Jeep Creed and I used on his werewolf investigation. I still needed to figure out why he heard the word Aplha in his head when he stared at that wolf. I stood in front of Creed and we were alone. His eyes were black and then he shut them tightly. "Can you tell me what you thinking?" I asked and he shook his head.

Alice POV Sometimes your own fate plays a trick on you, gives you false hope, shows a beautiful illusion of a perfect picture called life. Promising future. Fairy tales become true and then...... Whoop! The spell broke and so is your heart. Exactly what happened to me. *** I, Alice Michaelson, the most powerful hybrid in the entire realm. Fucking queen of werewolves and Lycans’ realm, Entalia. But At this moment — I’m nothing. Nothing in front of him. Him- Devil. My personal devil from hell.

Her blue eyes find mine “You don’t know that.” “Trust me. No one will touch you.” “How can you be so certain?” “I am the Alpha of Black Forest.” She lets out a laugh. “Is that supposed to mean something?” “It will, after the full moon. But for now, I would like you to meet Lola. Lola is a werewolf too.” “She was bitten, like me?” “Yes.” “You bit her?”

Raising his head from whatever he was doing, he looked at us, a cruel smirk playing on his lips, very relaxed in the chair and clasped his hands. "Why, hello again, Amelia? You're always welcome." He grinned and I wondered what the suspense was and if there was going to be a price that I would pay for this time. Because his smirk was identical to Cassius's and Doctor Goodman was a vampire.

I really do not know how much it means to him, but I have also noticed how he spends most of his time caressing it. “I have nothing to do with demons,” he murmurs as he withdraws his hand from mine, once again, touching the ring. “My younger brother is. I only bear his name and title because he is very hideous.” “You bear his name?” The old man smiles and takes his eyes back to his fingers. “Yes. He is Xaulfur, the demon-obsessed. I’m Daymion, the Alpha.”

I pushed the door, expecting it to be locked, but it creaked open, revealing a small room lit by a single candle. The air inside was thick, smelling of dust and old paper. Shelves lined the walls, stuffed with books and scrolls, their edges yellowed. A table sat in the center, cluttered with strange objects—a cracked crystal, a dagger with a wolf’s head hilt, a leather-bound book with no title. My fingers brushed the book, and that warmth stirred again, stronger, like a pulse. I opened it, my hands shaking. The pages were filled with handwriting, sharp and slanted, like it was written in a hurry. Words jumped out—Lycan blood, shadow-born, cursed wolf. My heart stopped. I skimmed faster, catc

Then, she reached into the folds of her robe and pulled out a small crystal vial filled with golden liquid. "The cure," she said. "One sip, and your Alpha will live." She raised her other hand. In it, a ring—black stone encased in twisted silver. Kendrick could feel the magic humming from it. Raw, ancient. Power unlike anything he had ever felt. "And this—will awaken everything you've buried. Your true strength. The blood in your veins sings of it. The path of the conqueror. The ruler. The heir not of a weak Pack but of something far greater."

As the moon began to rise outside, its light filtered through the cracked stone windows, touching the sigils with silver fire. Seraphina took a deep breath and stepped into the circle. Her voice was steady now, but her heart shook. "By the will of my blood," she began, "I call upon the ancient ties that bind soul to soul. I name the thread between Alpha and Witch, and I seek to sever what was never meant to endure." The air thickened. The magic listened. And far below, the darkness shifted. Because the seal remembered. And it was hungry.

I came face to face with the beast and now the whole realm was in chaos because he killed an entire village. “I need to get out of here. I am sure he will find me here in the castle.” I ran back to the room, determined to leave the palace. I can’t stay in this place. But as soon as I entered the room, I was greeted by a different kind of aura. A strong and powerful aura that made my body tingle in excitement. I halted just outside the door and my eyes widened when I saw the Alpha King, Alpha Kelvin inside the room. He was sitting exactly at my bed, his electric-blue eyes drilled directly into my soul.

Natalia muttered. She turned her gaze to Lord Trevor. The high-born Lycan was slumped against the pillar, clutching the stump of his missing arm. His skin was pale from blood loss, his regal clothes reduced to burnt rags. He looked up at Natalia, his eyes flickering with a mixture of hatred and fear. "You think you've won, Natalia?" Trevor spat, coughing up dark blood. "You know nothing. That creature... that wasn't an accident." Natalia narrowed her eyes, her silver daggers still tight in her grip. She stepped closer, the tip of her blade hovering inches from his remaining eye. "Talk. Before I let the rest of the alchemical fire finish what that thing started."