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Why did I only understand how I felt after I'd already lost her forever? *** Epilogue II Third-Person POV After Yara died, Shawn went after Johan's company. When two heavyweights went to war, everybody took a hit. Their friends set up a dinner to force a truce. Johan and Shawn showed up as a favor, but both looked ready to tear into each other. Johan was a wreck. Shawn had lost so much weight that his eyes looked huge in his gaunt face. "Don't think I'll ever forgive you." "Give me Blackie, and I'll help you finish this," Johan said.

My hand was shaking because I was afraid to do the thing I had never done before. The dark and narrow surroundings were full of guns pointed at around me. "Let me go, Lever because for what you have done, there is nothing left in Winchester, if you kill me, they will kill you either," President Hernandez told me. They didn't really know that my father's Rifle was still alive, they still believe that I'm the last Winchester. "If I'm going to die too? Why don't I take you with me?" I whispered to Jacob Hernandez. "Lever, release President Hernandez," Secretary Luke ordered me.

Alyssa asked Luther gulped down and moved away,,, " You,,,,,," He wanted to talk but stopped " Tell me what's wrong,, you're making me scared " Alyssa said " Am sorry,,, nothing. You should take your bath,,I will help you " Luther smiled and she nodded He pecked her lips and carried her in a bridal style heading toward the bathroom *why does she smell of human?? Why is she still human??* Luther thought inwardly as he helped her with the bath " How do you feel?" He asked and she smiled

After killing the sixth prince, I never imagined it would cost me my life. It no longer matters, as the world has finally come to an end. I am free. I, Zarah, am the last human in the area. There's no point in fighting if I'm going to be alone in the end, regardless of whether I liberate the world from the demons.

Only absence. The First Human’s voice trembled through the psychic link. *I WAS THE LAST.* The valley fell into a stunned silence. Helena covered her mouth, and Daniel stared blankly at the sky. Even the surviving Directorate agents looked horrified. Ava felt tears sting her eyes as the truth settled in. The First Human wasn’t humanity’s ancestor, it wasn't a god, and it wasn't a machine. It was a refugee. It was the final survivor of a civilization so old that history itself had forgotten it.

(Elijah) "Hmm?.... I forgot about that, My name is Mies Sai, I am the last High Human in Fantasma….by the way, have you all eaten yet?". I removed my mask, and introduce myself to the ladies. By the looks of it, I'm really killing it here, everyone were blushing as the saw my bare face, and my killer smile as I ask them if they've eaten yet or not. "….no, Master Mies….".(Elijah)

I needed to get back home and put it on! "Nooo! Please don't! It feels so good to be out." Another wolf approached me and softly touched me with their muzzle. "That's our mate! Isn't he handsome! His name is Tye, or well, you would know him as Krewe. We belong to him!" Belong to him. I want out! Get me out! I want to be human again! "Oh, fine!" More bones broke, and finally, I stood there naked but back in human form. I quickly hid behind a tree.

"That was an automated release from the Continental Defense Network. A human military frequency. It was generated by human emergency protocols analyzing human populations." A soft murmur rippled through the group. Kenny slowly blinked, his brow furrowing as he processed the words. "Human bodies are fragile," Alexander continued, his voice steadying, filling the room with a magnetic weight that demanded attention. "They break easily, they panic quickly, and their systems collapse when their central grid fails. But we are not humans. We are Werewolves." He paused, letting the word ring through the dim room.

On the third to last day before my planned death, I would face the world’s cruelty one more time. I replied with care. “Yes, Mr. Cardea.” I let out a quiet laugh at myself. People prepared for a rainy day to survive. I prepared for one to die.

"I'm the head of the Hemman family in Nimbulus. If you don't want to die, kneel and beg to Mr. Reynolds and apologize. Maybe you can..." "You only have one minute to think about it!" Howard interrupted him, "If I don't take your men and leave right now, from tomorrow on, there won't be Hemman family in Nimbulus anymore!" "What?" The head of the Hemman family was slightly stunned and burst into laughter. "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. You're hilarious!" "Half a minute left!" "Boy, you're really going to keep playing games, aren’t you?"