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He drops to the ground, and I see a flash of another body – bloody, human, hands raised, begging for mercy… My hands start to shake, and I grab Christian by the throat, long before he can stand. “Atonement. This will make it right.” “Another death?” he gasps, blinking in disorientation, even though that sizzling, bloody mark on his temple is already healing. “How could that make right any sin? Whatever you’ve done--” “Shut-up! This is not murder. You are already dead, you evil abomination--” “And you’re rambling,” he cuts me off, eyes holding mine. “And still, so very much, hesitating.”

These books were fucking ancient, dusty old things bound in cracked leather, and paper so thin it might crumble to dust if you breathed on it the wrong way. “Grimoires,” Camilla called them. Johnny was enamored immediately. “What the hell do you need those for?” Hank asked him. We were hanging out in the control room, waiting for Bobby to finish setting up his drum kit in the studio. Johnny dropped a stack of books on the coffee table. “Inspiration,” he said. Hank picked up one of the books and blew off a layer of dust from the cover. “Sacred geometry?” He shot Johnny a thin smile. “Don’t you remember Mrs. Rice’s class? You nearly failed geometry, dude.”

A cup of black coffee sat beside his copy, and to my surprise, a second cup sat beside mine. He looked up when I entered. "You're three minutes early." "So are you." I set my bag down on the nearest chair. "Have you read through it again?" "Twice." He tapped the margin of page four. "I added one line. I want you to check it." I leaned over the table and read the handwritten addition. It was neat and even, not rushed. The sentence said: *Neither party is obligated to perform public affection beyond what is reasonable and mutually agreed upon in advance of any given event.*

Might as well read through what Marcus brought her and try to distract herself. As she sorted through the books and made a list of what she wanted to read first, she found a small leather book with no title or decoration. She opened it, and discovered the pages were handwritten. There was no title, no author listed. The handwriting was very neat, but it was a calligraphy style she wasn't entirely familiar with. She was able to read the first few words, but it took some time to decipher. The opening lines read, "What follows is a close examination of the properties of Blood Magic and how to perform such works. This instruction is most important for the Children of Lilith, and it can only be u

“They have laid their insufficient self into my territory. Whether your people or not, they still offended me” “They had no idea of the regulations of the kingdom, take it as a mistake and hand them to me”. Cain reasoned, dealing with Marcus could be tough, and Cain doesn’t need to be told he wanted something in return of this people. He had come here only with the intention of setting them free, and returned back home with the antidotes for his mentee. But Cain being Cain, smirked, gesturing towards an empty seat, he sited, leg crossed like the place belonged to him instead.

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The room went pin drop silent. The man who was holding the mysterious book, came in front and held the book in front of everyone to see. "This is the holy book which witnessed every Alpha marking his Luna. It has the blessing of the ancients and keeping them as the holy witness, I would request alpha Dominic to mark Athena, the red wolf, as the North region's Luna Lady." The man announced and after he read a few sentences in a low tone, the book started to glow and a bright light came from the opened window.

He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.

Evans said and Hazel placed the book on the table and wasted no time in turning the first page. She saw that it was blank and she took a quick glance at Mr. Evans before standing upright. She muttered something which was no doubt a spell and she placed her hand on the book. When she took her hand off, she saw a drop of red ink which started to form into words and she read, “The body is made mortal but there is an immortal body. If triggered, the inner body is quickened. The Chosen One shall make atonement on the land of ashes.”

he scolded. I grimaced while massaging my muscle where the stick landed. “I’m…” I feel so embarrassed about the dream I just dreamed. It’s because of his hot buns- ugh~ I started to hate the hot buns. “You. What? Stand up and recite to me the scripture about the heavenly realm.” I frowned as I stood up and all my male classmates looked at me, waiting for my answer while Raven just sighed for me. and he quickly stood up. “Professor!”