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There were two angles at the upper corner of the glass portrait. I looked around myself , if it were not for the potions , stuff of witchcraft , spell books . the pages scattered on the table and an amulet with reddish violet gemstone and a silver tear drop frame around the gemstone with a silver colored chain,hanging from a stand. This place was a witch's or warlock's magic lair .I tried to touch the amulet but my hand passed through it. This kind of amulet is usually worn by witches or warlocks to control their power. I stepped back and looked around.

Selene says, and a smile erupts across my face. "That's right," I whisper, and she nods. "Your mate was a prickly bush before he met you. He only cared about his brother and Beta, but that all changed the second he smelled you," Selene says, and I glance towards Lucian, who is smiling. "Don't give up. Push harder. You are Amber. Goddess of Werewolves. Mother to King Octavius. Show him who you are. Remind him that you can not be ignored," Selene says, and I laugh as my throat begins to burn with emotion.

Initially, I wasn’t sure about this girl, but she is starting to grow on me. “It’s ok, kitten, she will not get anywhere near you,” Devon tells her. “What if she is able to put another spell on a piece of my jewelry?” Emerald asks. “That can’t happen. When Nalena broke the last spell, I placed a protection enchantment on the same cuff. As long as you wear that ear cuff, even if they touch a piece of your other jewelry no spell can be cast.” Marcel explains.

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

she asked going into the shop's back room and leaving the door open so she could hear me. “It was a circle with a some strangle words spinning inside it in a spiral… I felt strange when it appeared, uneasy and… frightened,” I described. Grandma came back carrying an extremely thick old book, it looked like it weighed 5 pounds at least. “It's a book on amulets and curses. It is for you,” she passed the heavy book to me, “It has drawings of every known magical mark. Go through it carefully, and you will definitely find what it is.”

Their faith in their cause remained unshaken as they navigated the intricate puzzles, each step bringing them closer to the Amulet's resting place. Finally, they stood before a grand chamber, illuminated by a shimmering light. There, resting atop an intricately carved pedestal, lay the Amulet of Unbinding—a radiant gem pulsating with ancient magic. With reverence, John approached the Amulet, his hand trembling with a mix of anticipation and hope. He knew that the fate of Millent and her fated mates hung in the balance, and this sacred artifact held the key to their reunion. As he reached out to grasp the Amulet, a surge of energy coursed through him. The Amulet recognized his unwavering love

It wasn't just about power; it was about healing and closure. One fateful day, their perseverance paid off. They stumbled upon a hidden chamber deep within the jungle, adorned with intricate carvings and guarded by ancient spirits. Inside, they discovered a relic that emanated a powerful aura—the Amulet of Seraphis. Its presence was overwhelming, and they approached it with a mixture of reverence and trepidation. As they touched the amulet, they were engulfed in a blinding light. Visions of the past, their pasts, and the secrets of the amulet unfolded before them.

Chapter 28 - Greatest Weapon, Greatest Threat Harrion Bergmont paced the dimly lit chamber, his fingers nervously tracing the edge of the Bloodstone Amulet around his neck. The room was cold, illuminated only by the flickering light of a few scattered candles, casting long shadows on the stone walls. The air was thick with tension, and his mind raced with the weight of his mistakes. The amulet, though powerful, was not the complete artifact he had once hoped it to be. Its energy was erratic, its influence over the hollowed shells unstable, and the realization that Georgia could fight back against his control had shaken him to his core.

It only took a few minutes to remember. I had seen it in one of the books Julia had forced me to read. Nexus’ Amulet, it was said to be one of the most powerful jewels to ever be created. Staring at it, I couldn’t tell if this was just a copy, there was something about the gem that seemed alive. I stared at it more closely. “Aliya.” The voice called from directly behind me and I jumped. Startled. I hadn’t heard him enter—it was as if he had appeared out of nowhere.