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It feels like he is withholding information from me. But… f*ck yes I unlocked my full magic! I can feel it humming through my entire body. ‘Yiiiiiha! Now that you have unlocked your magic, we can go back to blood moon and burn the pack down to the ground! What do you say?’. Ares cheers, as happy as I am with this new development. ‘I say you are a pyro’. I retort, before being pulled back to the present conversation.

CHAPTER 25 – Flame Twins Rowan sat cross-legged on the floor of Mistara’s chamber, the low glow of enchanted lamps casting soft shadows on the walls. The air smelled faintly of ash and herbs. Mistara knelt across from her, hands hovering above a shallow bronze basin filled with flickering blue-and-gold flames. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Mistara asked, her voice cautious. “Once we enter the flame-memory, there’s no turning back until it’s done. You’ll see what the fire wants you to see.”

Elora added, “Teach your children to walk the frost paths with reverence, not fear.” Marcus nodded. “And hold each other accountable. Not just to laws, but to truth.” Alpha Kyle turned back to the crowd. “Let it be known that tonight marks the rebirth of our pact. That from this moment forward, Silverpine walks in step with the frost and the flame. And these four shall be remembered not just as warriors… but as helpers.” Mirelle stepped forward again, holding up a lantern of crystal and ice. “Let the first lantern be lit.” Daniella took it with steady hands, walking to the center of the hall. She raised it high.

You thought you could erase me? Watch me etch my name in every breath you take. I am not soft. I am not sweet. I am not yours. I am fire. And fire never begs to be seen.

I sighed then proceeded to sit on the table, the comfy chairs would lull me to sleep as tired as I was. I found the two doctors staring at me like I was some sort of an overgrown beetle or some sort of a cure to a certain untreatable disease, maybe it was the blood on my shirt surprising them. I was just about to snap at them that it was unprofessional of them but then I remembered, I didn't have my glasses on. My eyes were the magnet that attracted their gazes. My shoulders hunched when I recalled the glasses being broken earlier. " You must be Michael Marcus" one of them faked a smile and said. The other one who had an overgrown mustache like he was from London was still gazing at me with

"My name is Akana den Rifabienn, Rial Cariad of Eitir," Mayin tilted his head. "Rial Cariad ... The consort of the Frostking? Information that my dear colleague neglected to mention." Mayin made a gesture towards Vis, who had risen and reached for a wine bottle that he drained in one gulp. Vis didn't want to be sober for this conversation. "What did you mean when you said the fire is not mine?" Akana asked, trying to disregard Vis drinking. He won't be of much help during this conversation. "The fire belongs to the dragon ... You call him Rafabik if I am not mistaken. You are merely using his element," Mayin said casually, and Akana frowned.

“The shadow-walker returns. I felt your footsteps in the dark.” “You always were dramatic, Sister Maevra.” “And you always were a bastard.” Of course he knew her. There were so many secrets to this man. He was not wrong when he had told me he had layers. I was interested in peeling them back to find out who I was really attached to. She hobbled closer, dragging a silver-tipped staff that pulsed faintly with old warding magic. Her gaze settled, not on Orion, but on me. “She is the fire. The one the prophecy warned of.”

So that night we slept, I will raise that child to be my ace in Arcane. A few years have passed and Arcane and I have been fighting each other even more. Especially, when Arcane found out that it was actually me that grandfather left some of his money because I was the one that grandfather could trust more than father and Arcane. "Let's jump new ones and teach them. Soldiers in our Mafia gang, I'll introduce Augustin, Gareth, Gethro, Hensley and Havanna." Keng said while introducing the new members of the family.

Arnold has never been one to prioritize the pack, which raises concerns. Drew chuckled, and there was an enigmatic quality about him that I had noticed since his childhood. Now, I understand that the reincarnation of the first alpha, who wielded fire magic, is not to be underestimated. "The Arcade pack has mentioned something about a war. I just hope it isn't connected to the cloaked man," he mused. "What do you mean?" I asked, noticing his sudden seriousness. "I conducted some research, and guess what? The first drain was actually sold at the Arcade pack," he revealed. His father shook his head in disbelief. "Are you suggesting they are involved?" I asked, feeling perplexed.

Despite the initial success, it seemed luck had swiftly turned its back on me once more. The system's animations certainly showcased a level of effort, or perhaps one might call it trickery. After five more draws yielded nothing, a familiar dazzling light emanated from the letter once again, its intensity mirroring the previous occasion. If I had to wager a guess, this was likely another class change card. [You have acquired Arcane Archer class change card] [Arcane archers, renowned as ranged warriors, excel in vanquishing adversaries with enchanted arrows. Despite not being casters themselves, they possess a profound understanding of the Arcane arts, enabling them to harness the magical abi