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Chapter 42 — The Pact of Wolves ~LORENZO~ A man becomes dangerous the day he learns to sharpen pain into precision. I wasn’t born into this war. I was bred for it. And as I stared down at the twisted ring of the dead assassin—its black serpent cold against the polished steel of the strategy table—I felt something shift. Not just in me. In all of us. Aria stood across from me, her hands braced on the marble edge, fire behind her eyes that hadn’t dimmed since the sniper’s bullet missed her by inches.

Arcane gasped when she landed in my arms. "I don't want to see you with him again." I told her. It was really difficult to suppress the bitterness. ______ Arcane POV: "And why would I do that? I like Marcus." I confessed. The moment those words came out of my mouth, his grip on my waist tightened. While his smouldering gaze was eating me raw from inside. "Take those words back." He said with the gritted teeth. If he could, he would have torn this place apart.

Terror flickered in Nicholas's widened eyes, a stark reflection of the imminent threat of death that loomed over him. But before Arena could carry out her lethal intent and end that bastard’s life, the door was violently flung open, and an arrow pierced Arena’s body with precision. She crashed to the ground, her cries of pain echoing through the arena. The arrow, coated with wolfbane, sapped our powers, rendering us utterly defenseless. Helplessly, Arena’s helpless eyes watched as I saw through her eyes, witnessing our attacker approach.

“I did not ask your opinion about anything, Arianna…” “Well, I do not care about what you asked because my fucking brother is there and IF one mistake is to occur, there are five snipers that are aimed at the table where both Valerie and Alaric were sitting.” She said, making me frown as the air tightened in my lungs. “The hunters are there and Alaric simply dragged her into a trap. Therefore, unless you want to lose the woman, her baby, and cost me by brother, then I do fucking suggest that you calm down…”

She will be mine, willingly or by force. — I’ll do everything to help you. After this phone call, I lie down for a moment, reflecting on the plan I just set in motion. Everything is in motion. --- I Hit the Jackpot Ariane I feel something damp on my chest. I lift my hand to push it away, but it comes back. I finally open my eyes and see Auracio nursing like a newborn. He lifts his head, looks at me, and asks: — Did you sleep well? — Like a baby. And you?

"Oh my God, where should I start?" 'Mine is happy,' Ash whispered, and Duncan’s lips twitched slightly—barely. "Come with me," Duncan gestured, leading her further inside. "Oh my! Is that what I think it is?" Arianna gasped at the sight of a dark green leather-bound book—one she would recognize anywhere. "You know it?" Duncan arched a brow. "Yes, of course!" She tried to reach for it, but she wasn’t tall enough, so Duncan helped her. "Thanks," she smiled at him, then looked down at the book. "The Ballads of the Ancients."

“Huh, looks like you should get used to it.” Aiden smirked disdainfully at Calistha and immediately jumped into his car. He had even experienced things worse than this. Trapped in the wilderness, in a state of stalking the enemy, and he only relies on river water to cleanse his body of various impurities that he gets while lurking. The life of a sniper is indeed very cruel. They are indeed trained to deal with the extreme conditions out there. It's no wonder that in the end only mentally ill people will qualify to become snipers, because they were created to be robots. They are required to harden their hearts, dull their senses of taste, and grow into the most formidable human beings of all

A sniper. The mercenary Verona once warned them about the Jackal had tracked Noah’s signal to Istanbul. Roland had put out a hit. Not on Grace. Not on Nathaniel. On Noah. Because now that his perfect soldier was asking questions… he was expendable. Aria spotted the shimmer of the scope seconds before the shot. “Get down!” she screamed. Glass shattered. The bullet ripped into the wall behind Grace. Noah dove across the room, pulling her behind a pillar.

and before he could react to those words, a very ornate dagger was plunged through his chest. When Rainn woke up, he was in a bedroom, but it wasn’t the one that he knew from the fortress. He got up and went to get himself cleaned up. After he put his clothes on, he figured that he better find out where he was and see if he could find Ard’al. He walked down the hall completely in his own thoughts when he bumped into someone. When he looked up, he saw a beautiful woman with long black hair and the most haunting blue eyes he had ever seen.

The light stopped at Ward 119, and he heard the cry of a newborn baby. Suddenly, words appeared on the door, and he understood that a part of the prophecy had been fulfilled. He entered the room and saw the new parents gazing lovingly at their baby girl. They were startled when they saw the seer approach their child, but he placed a bracelet on her and declared her a supernova. "But the supernova died a thousand years ago!" the father exclaimed. "Yes, but your child is different," the seer explained. "There were other supernovas, but they all died. The title has not been given until now. Your baby is the next supernova, and a prophecy is attached to her. Only the gods can protect her."