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From my calculations, not every account has been locked inside the game, but there are too many now. For the next hour, I paced around the room, unable to stay in one spot for long. Neither Luka nor Jake was able to access the server completely, as an outside force was blocking them. It was obvious Arcane Realm had been hacked, and their skills rivaled Luka’s and Jake’s combined effort.

Their accounts were littered with photos of shirtless guys. Alana wanted to get married there, but the requests were declined despite our offer to pay double. Now, it all made sense. Arianna would’ve stopped it. We weren’t aware of her connection with the Cortez family until recently. Anger flared when I thought about Arianna now. While my mind said Arianna was innocent, I couldn’t help but realize it didn’t take long for her to jump into another man’s bed. My phone blared. “Hello.” “Brian, where are you? You’re late again,” my father complained.

She was reading a thick leather-bound volume on ancient legends—her fingers tracing the golden ink of the mythical creatures etched on the page—when a shadow passed behind her. She turned and almost dropped the book. Alaric stood near the tall windows, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the snowy garden beyond. “I didn’t mean to intrude,” Seraphine said, quickly standing. “I didn’t know you were here.” He looked over his shoulder. “It is your home now as well. You do not need to flee when I enter.” Still, she held the book to her chest like a shield. Alaric’s gaze dropped to the spine. “The Chronicles of the Thirteenth Moon. That’s not light reading.”

His voice was low and calm as if he wasn't just yelling now. “Then what happened? Tall to me Lucian.” He takes a glance at me then looks back to the cup he plays with in his hands. “My name is Lucian D’Arcanis. Once a prince and heir to Vampire village till the disaster happened.” He pauses, his mouth slightly open as his next word seems to be stuck in his tongue. “Take a deep breath Lucian. Everything is fine.” Adhering to my words, he does as I say. He started speaking again.

Their journey is filled with obsession, painful secrets, scorching tension, and the kind of love that burns everything down before it can rebuild something stronger. Writing their story reminded me that sometimes the most dangerous collisions are the ones that save us. To every reader who loves morally gray heroes, strong heroines who refuse to bend, and romances that hurt before they heal this one’s for you. Thank you for taking this ride with me. I hope Lucien and Ariana leave tire marks on your heart. Buckle up. It’s going to be a wild one. With gratitude and adrenaline, Mel ~Ariana Cross~ I was late again.

And then Zara stepped out. Dressed in that stupid tunic that glimmered even at night. Her hair was pulled back in a tight braid, the ends gleaming silver. She looked relaxed, like this was all a game. The others filed in behind her—Arnou, Derek, Leena, Sylah. Arnou stood too close to her right. Bigger than the others. Darker, broader, son of Beta Magnus himself. His eyes glinted the way predators did when they smelled weakness. “Well, well. You do have a spine. No Rowan this time?” she asked mischievously. My jaw clenched, but I didn’t rise to it. Not yet.

Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

It had bowed. My mind scrambled, clawing through the wreckage of my logic to make sense of the carnage. A human master? The thought was a glitch in the universe, a fundamental impossibility that shouldn't exist. The Arcanum was a creature of the old world; it didn't answer to blood or family ties. It answered to power, to a specific, ancient frequency that resonated in the soul. How could a girl with no wolf, no pack, and not a single drop of magic anchor a beast that was designed for the sole purpose of genocide against our kind?

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

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