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“I know what you did, Agustine. Setting that vape shop on fire, killing five shadow vampires... Are you seriously going to provoke the Die Dark Clan? And start another war?” Raverine scoffed. “I know better than to start a war.” Minly groaned and rushed to attack Raverine but Raverine dodged it. “If you knew better then why the fuck did you ruin my life!” “Ruined your life? Those five shadow vampires started it. I just wanted to find you and ask a few questions. But your five dogs preferred to play around and flick open the lighter that burned their lives.” “You wanted to find me?! Well, here I am!” Minly shouted and attempted to grab Raverine’s head to crush it.

He knows the pain it would cause me. Sylvi, Rence, Helga, and I walked over to the fire pit. Sylvi talked me into involving Helga. I know she is almost an adult, but I fear for her. Bjorn agreed to keep an eye on her. I rarely saw them speak but they seemed to get along. Gunny was talking with Kilian. To the left stood his 10 coven members including Thomas, all holding their elemental candles. From the woods came Randolph, followed by 6 large warriors.

I sat down on the chair and cleared my throat before the pianist started the keys for ‘Light a Fire by Angela’. “Loneliness, you’re tied around my wrist,” I sang and slowly stole the attention of the audience. I sang passionately as I stared into Derek’s eyes and smile. “Oh, I was born to break these chains, like a spark before the flames; watch me a fire, fire in my soul. Yeah, I can feel it in my bones, like a dream ready to explore; watch me light a fire…” I sang smoothly. The moment I was done, the people were cheering as Derek smiled and drank his Negroni with a satisfied look.

Kamrynn's POV The moment I stepped outside, the courtyard greeted me with a breathtaking display of light and life. Lanterns hung in delicate arcs along the perimeter, their soft, golden glow illuminating every corner of the space. They flickered like fireflies against the dark velvet sky, casting an ethereal ambiance that felt almost magical. The bonfire at the center of the courtyard was immense, its flames crackling and roaring, sending spirals of glowing embers into the air. The firelight danced across the faces of the gathered Pack members, who sat or stood around it, talking, laughing, and singing with unbridled joy.

But even comfort can cool the brightest flame. --- The Whispering Flame One night, during the new moon, the Heartfire dimmed. Not extinguished— just quieter. Its golden glow turned pale, its hum barely audible. The Council gathered in silence, Selene’s granddaughter among them—a woman named Arianne, whose eyes reflected the shimmer of both flame and shadow. She placed her hand above the coals and whispered, “What troubles you, old friend?” The fire pulsed weakly, sending a flicker of light across her face.

Normally, within every year, Bruno and friends usually make out time to go on a short trip. Wait, before I continue, let's give these group of friends a name. “The paragons" will be fine, it's our joint decision to give them the name though. So, that year, the Paragons decided to go to the woods for their normal yearly trip. The trips usually last for three to four days. So, before the trip, certain preparation were being made by different individual. Each had to take up the role he or she could handle; the food aspect, the sports aspect, the organizing of the tents, the security aspect and host of others. It was Ella and Bruno that assessed the location and found it worthy for the trip.

Lucas Today is my 10th day in the witch tribe. After getting along these days, the witch is much friendlier than I imagined. The bonfire's warm embrace cast a flickering dance of light and shadow across the faces of the gathered witches. Laughter and music filled the air as the night progressed, weaving a tapestry of joy and celebration. Among the revelers, my gaze was unerringly drawn to Ariana. Ariana indulged in the spirits of the occasion, her laughter ringing through the air like tinkling bells. I watched her with a mixture of amusement and tenderness, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as she embraced the merriment.

Zander was completely focused on me now, his computer and paperwork forgotten. “He was nice at first, but then when I went to come on break, he started getting pushy about joining me. Ash told him I’d catch him on fire, and we’d roast marshmallows while he burned.” Zander smiled. “Ash and his sense of humor never fail. I bet the Vampire avoids you from now on. Fire is one of the few ways to kill them.” “So, are Gargoyles the only ones immune to fire?” I asked.

My soul aches with love so big it feels divine already. “Thank you,” I whisper. “For staying.” He smiles soft, real, unguarded. “I’d follow you into heaven, hell, or whatever this is.” Clara snorts, a spark dancing between us. “This is worse,” she mutters. “It’s a group project.” I burst into bright, ringing laughter and then The vortex pulls us in. Moonfire. Stormlight. Gold. All three exploding into a blinding, all-consuming brilliance. This is the end of Aria.

Commanders of a future no one can quite predict. As the night passes, Leon gives us a toast. Talia starts a magical fireworks display that lights up the night sky in silver, gold, blue, and green sparks. I smirk because, of course, they went completely overboard. As the fireworks die out and the music in the hall turns to a slow song, Alex pulls me onto the dancefloor. His hands rest shamelessly on my ass as he dips his head down. “Co-Alphas of the Arcane-Oracle Pack hmm…,” he mumbles into my neck.