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Arthur said with an absolute tone full of confidence. Flora weakly slapped the man's hand away, then got out of the car with a staggering, powerless step without giving the slightest answer. She walked into her house, thinking her hellish suffering had ended, without her knowing that a hidden camera slyly installed by Vanessa had recorded her entire bed activity with Arthur completely—ready to become a time bomb that would destroy her life.

He whispered in a cold voice while smiling with devilish eyes, and at the same moment a group of spider-like Aribeth monsters launched from the Mountain of Doom. Arthur stood on top of his palace, laughing hard and evil "I will destroy the world to bring you back to me Vidia, even death will not keep you away from me." He laughed very hard, looking at the monsters that started racing towards the Ark Kingdom She devours everything in front of her, wanting only to satisfy the hunger she feels Vidia's soul stood looking at the destruction happening in front of her with sad eyes. Arthur looked at her soul, which was standing behind him, and smiled darkly.

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Occasionally he would acknowledge our presence also, and he was never lacking in courtesy even to the youngest of us, but usually he was too preoccupied with some more ethereal exchange of his own to pay us very much heed. With the passage of time and under the influence of his fine example we developed our own techniques of communication with the unseen world, and tried to create voices with particular interests and attributes and consistent personalities. The people I spoke to included St. Francis of Assisi whose life we had been learning about at school, a robot space traveller from a remote galaxy, and a beautiful fairy princess who could sprinkle me with star dust that enabled me to fly

Arthur is still screaming, pushing everyone off of him. “You can’t keep me in here!” he shouts. “You can’t lock me in here like some sort of prisoner!” He lands on the ground upright, and just like that, he starts to lunge at Gammie. “NO!” Nancy yells and holds her hand out. Some kind of invisible force appears midair, throwing Arthur back. He collapses on the floor near the bed, unconscious. The whole room is silent. We’re all staring at Arthur as the nurses lift him from the floor and put him back on the bed, securing him with more restraints for when he wakes up. Duke Basset walks over to us, his eyes red with tears.

I slammed the engine to life, the tires spinning in the dirt as I floored it. "Darius, my father!" Iris looked back. Arthur was standing in the middle of the clearing, clutching his ledger to his chest as the red mist swallowed him whole. He didn't scream. He just vanished into the crimson dark, the leather-bound book the last thing I saw before the fog claimed him. I didn't look back. I drove like a man possessed, the van bouncing over the uneven terrain as we raced away from the gorge. "We're just humans in a van, Iris," I said, a dark, hysterical laugh bubbling up as I checked the rearview mirror. "No pack, no palace, and a world that’s currently turning into a horror show."

"Sorry to disappoint you!" Wilbur turned and kicked Clark. Clark landed and grabbed his chest in pain. He looked at Wilbur coldly. Then, he vanished again. Wilbur smirked when he saw that. He said, "It's useless. Your invisibility spell is too amateur. You can't fool me, so you better show yourself." Wilbur made a fist with his right hand and punched toward his left. With an audible thump, the invisible Clark appeared once more, knocked back by Wilbur's powerful punch.

Arthur whispered, his voice barely audible, “I can’t... let go...” Mira glanced at him, her expression softening with pity. “Hold on, Arthur. I’m going to get you through this.” Tony leaned closer, his hand resting on Arthur’s shoulder. “Stay with us, Arthur. Don’t let them win.” Arthur didn’t respond. He couldn’t. The darkness was too strong, too tempting. The hallucinations came in waves—memories distorted into nightmares, familiar faces twisted with malice. Elara’s face floated before him, but this time, her eyes were cold, accusing. She whispered his name, but it wasn’t in love; it was in contempt.

My arm settles around Aurora’s shoulders on instinct, pulling her into my side protectively. Arthur’s eyes keep scanning the room, again and again, as if the intruder might materialize out of thin air if he stares hard enough. His jaw tightens every time his gaze lands on the open closet, the overturned drawers, the scattered clothes that still carry her scent. He turns to me. “You sensed something,” he says. Not a question. A confirmation. “Yes,” I answer, already piecing it together even as my wolf presses forward, irritated. “They don’t appear in the videos because they were already inside the room. They waited until the house was loud enough to hide movement.”

Looking at my pack who are still fighting and holding their own against the weapons of the guards. My father begins to shift, his bones popping as they dislocate and rearrange themselves, and I find myself staring into the swirling cobalt eyes of Arthur. He’s the polar opposite of David, he’s evil, sadistic and a little crazy. A perfect soul matched to my father. He lunges forwards to attack; I shift my weight onto my heals and twist as I use his trajectory against him and throw him into a nearby tree.