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“Vaelor, you have to believe me I could never do something like that. I’m not evil, and I’m not capable of killing your father.” “He cared about me more than you know, and I would never do anything to hurt him,” I pleaded, desperate for him to believe me. “We know you didn’t do it, Nyseraphine. No need to try to explain yourself,” a voice said from the shadows. I turned and saw Sylvara stepping out from the thick forest, an evil smile on her face as she tilted her head. “You are sweet, kind Nysera, after all. Anyone who thinks you’re capable of murder is stupid,” she added.

She couldn't banish the image of this rakish man from her mind. She'd never felt this feeling before. After leaving Nimbus Summit Heights, Ashton dropped by the Curios Chamber to form a new plan to cash in on the gamblers with Wanda. He wanted to turn this battle into a full-blown frenzy across the entirety of Javonbury. Once that was done, he returned to Lakeview Heights, where Sylvia was waiting for him. After the paired cultivation with Ashton, Sylvia's Stellar lineage reached the threshold of fully awakening. As a result, her body became even more enticing, radiating charm with every move.

Seeing the panic in Sylvia’s eyes, Hana had to react. “What’s wrong, dear?” Hana asked. “I lost my seductive aura,” Sylvia said, trying again to release it, but it failed every time, making her panic even more. “Maybe Master Blake took it or maybe sealed it?” Hana asked in wonder, primarily to herself. “DAMN, BLAKE ELON JUST YOU WAIT FOR THIS SISTER WHEN I’M FIHNISH!” Sylvia cried out, thinking the same way as Hana.

"You won't get there for 8 more hours." Rose smiled, and dreamed Of a strange woman, with violet eyes, dark skin like cinnamon, a small chest whose nipples were brown like syrup, and fangs. She dreamed of kissing this siren - a vampire? A lamia? An Aswang Queen. The dream girl wore a silver starlet crystal crown, delicate as fine bone China. And the mountains burned beneath her, a poison garden of baby bones. "I am what you seek, Rose Smith," the treacherous dream girl said.

“You can stay as long as you like, courtesy of my husband to be and I.” Sylvia, the fox king's daughter, offered in smiles. I sensed she said it in a bid to spite me. Sylvia was a smallish Fox, her golden locs cascading like sunlight over her shoulders. With grace and power intertwined, she commanded the attention of all who beheld her. Her regal presence, though diminutive in stature, emanated an aura of authority that left no doubt of her sovereignty . Her gaze met mine, piercing yet gentle.

Wielding all of the strength in her body, Empress tried to stop Silvan. The loud screaming voice of hers was deafening while her claws started to appear over her fingers. Silva was a Dark Soul, and he had sucked every creature in the world. But for now, he was in the human body and was restraining himself.

It was the truth; if they didn’t believe that, they could ask Aarshon. “Are you serious?” Slyven asked a moment later. Aarshon walked into the room at that moment. He didn’t look too happy about them talking about Xylia. “My sister is what your mother said. Xylia is very special to everyone who knows her. A heart of gold and a personality to match.” He said, then went to grab a shirt. It was when he started to go past Nix that she noticed the scent of blood. Nix grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around.

He said his voice getting a little softer. "My name is Maxton Leone Kingston, but as my mate, you can call me Max," He said as she looked at me as if he wanted me to do the same. "Oh,I.. (deep breath) I am Avery Ashton your highness and I am from the Silvermist pack." I said as I bowed down.

If anything, it had only grown stronger over time. I could already see how Connor’s and Stryker’s warrior genes reflected in her. It was as if Connor had two sons instead of one. I was very much saddened at their deaths and always knew that they were loyal and fierced when it came to protecting Ironclaw Pack. Then, it was like not only did I lose Connor and Stryker, but Ashina as well. Subsequently, she was more introverted and hid herself. Once she had gotten married to Farkas Veldon,, I had thought that she had chosen her path already; that of a housewife.

Casimir stiffens at that and Sanders whips his head towards me, aghast. Before he can stop me, I put my hand over my heart and close my eyes. "I, Alina Valerius of the Lunareth Kingdom, hereby pledge the Royal's Oath to ensure the safety and protection of my loyal and sincere servants from me. I shall ensure their basic needs are met and shall be freed from this oath once my true followers are satisfied under my employ." As soon as I finish the Oath, a glowing golden script of my name appears just above my left chest. A mark of power, trust, and absolute authority.