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The rain on the western ridge did not merely fall; it drove sideways, a relentless sheet of freezing highland water that turned the peat and heather into a thick, clinging mire. Tala stood perfectly motionless at the absolute precipice of the ridge, her feet dug firmly into the ancient earth. The storm howled around her, ripping at her clothes, but her spun-copper hair seemed to dance with a life of its own, vibrant against the dark, bruising gray of the sky. Her icy blue eyes were fixed on the valley below, tracking the glowing halogen headlights of Malakai’s heavy excavation armor as the machinery slowly ground its way toward the first sacred threshold.

Victor's Book... Prologue Darkness was a sanctuary for those who found peace in it. The type of darkness that not only hides your scars but would conceal your sins, your ugliest truths. There was always depth to it for those who wanted to reside in it. The dark, rosy clouds spread across the inky sky as the clouds roared above, swallowing the moon whole. Thunder cracked through the air, violent and unforgiving, as rain poured down in merciless sheets, drenching everything beneath it.

But the gold in his eyes matches hers. I don't have a shift. But the golden light erupts from my hands anyway. And when Aldara runs into the forest, I follow. Behind us, Liam shifts into Kain. The massive black wolf runs at our heels. We run for miles. Deeper into the woods than I've ever been. Past pack borders. Past human territory. Into old growth forest that feels untouched by time. Then we reach it. A clearing. But wrong. The air shimmers. The trees are too tall. The sky is too dark.

When I opened my eyes again, the fog had stopped advancing. For the first time, it seemed to hesitate as if listening. Good, I thought. Listen. Because when it moved again, I’d be ready to burn it to ash. Clara POV The cliffs bled red beneath the moon. From my camp I could see the valley wrapped in fog, thick as silk, curling through the forest like a sleeping beast. Every breath of wind smelled of salt, fire, and power. At least, that was what I kept telling myself. Varyn approached, his cloak heavy with dew.

Chloe ran towards the clearing and saw a brown cloaked woman trying to run from the place. There's a lake somewhere, Chloe thought. "You can't hide anywhere anymore," Chloe muttered and stretched forth her arm. Thin strands of whip-like water came out of the tall grasses and whipped at the enemy's back. "STOP!!" the witch screamed and a blast emitted from the crystal. Chloe stumbled back, the whole clearing rained with grasses that the blast cut through. Now they can see each other, and Chloe can make out the lake not far from them. "Jeez," the raven black-haired woman growled as she patted her clothes with grasses. "Why can't you all give me a break? I can't even absorb that Knight lady any

Clover’s tired voice dragged me back to the present. I looked around me. We were in the graveyard like I told my mate we would be. Clover was scared of graveyards. It was one place she had been chained to when she was kidnapped in the past. She swore she saw ghosts rise out of the graves at night so she never came here. I had ensured she never had reason to be in a graveyard but today, I brought her myself. We were right next to her grave even. I had it dug already. “You know I am scared of this place. If you are not going to kill me, then let’s leave here,” she said in a cool voice that betrayed her fear. “Valens –“

Luna Clover snapped, getting irritated by the immature behavior of her son. * #TBC

Dear Clover, I hope you can now see that I have your whole career in my hands. I will give you one more chance. You have till Friday to reveal you’re Lucky or else I will. I have hundreds of pictures from that night, Clover. By the way, I hope you liked your car, red was a bit dull, so I figured you’d like some more color. You know what they say, make sure you can taste the rainbow. Kisses, Unknown. "Well, I guess I'm going to school as Lucky tomorrow," I said with a sigh. I couldn’t stop the feeling of defeat from sitting on my chest.

Happy Holidays Everyone. Stay Safe and Enjoy. Klaira The following chapters are a short novella entitled A Black River Pack Yule. It occurs after His Brother's Mate and before Hell Hounds. Because of rules changing it's impossible to find this novella on the GoodNovel app. So I am adding it here for your enjoyment.