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But just as he was about to touch Harry, Black gave his hand a firm kick. Connor tried to look the Mad One in the eye but could not do so. He could only bow his head in submission to this force of nature. "I don't know what happened. We conducted the control protocol as we've always done in the past..." he began to explain before falling silent. "Mat, hi. Duncan speaking. I apologize for the inconvenience, but we're going to need you... Wolfsbane and silver... Harry's in a bad way... In the Red Moon pack... Yes, Alpha Black is with us," Duncan replied calmly before turning to his Alpha.

“It will help, but not entirely. That is why I am here, I will train you to control your magic. We still have a week before your eighteenth birthday and a week to save your sister.” I gripped the wand tightly, finding some comfort in it. Yes, I will control my magic. And I will definitely save my sister. Just hang in there, Mayari. We will come for you. “And, oh, before I forget. There's another reason why that wand is special.” I frowned. “What is it?” “It's made of white oak wood. The only wood capable of killing a vampire, any vampire, with just one strike on the heart.” She smiled at me. “Don't you love it already?”

She didn't step anymore closer, but made a gesture with her hand, summoning the wand on Jane's hands to herself. "This is your big plan? Pretending as someone else and getting close to me so you can kill me?" The Queen caught the wand in midair, "I don't know how you managed to block my revealing spell, but Kitty, you --" The Queen stopped abruptly, staring at the wand. "This is... Where did you get this wand!" The Queen roared at Jane. It was the wand Lilith made with the leaf of the tree of life! The one that Kitty broke in the Blood Moon Forest!

she asked, looking at the liquid with a suspicious look, though she was clearly hurting too much to put up a real fight. "It’s a tonic to stabilize your system and stop the black veins from reaching your brain, and it will give you the focus you need to deal with the people who betrayed you," I lied, while I kept my face perfectly still so she wouldn't see the truth. The potion was actually a blend of nightshade and fermented wolfsbane, designed to sharpen her aggression and turn her into a mindless killing machine the next time she saw a member of the Blackwood family, because I wanted her to kill Silas before he had a chance to explain himself.

Logon doesn’t know any magic but is the most powerful among the four of Raf’s beasts. Damon is the name of Rafael’s vampire. Damon is the 2nd strongest after Logon. Alvin is the name of Rafael’s male fairy. He knows magic tricks. Jasper is the name of Rafael’s wizard. Jasper is a master of casting spells. Ekansh Phoenix Blackthorn (deceased) Age 25, twenty minutes younger than Rafael. Phoenix was part of TAK (Three Assassin Blackthorns). Before his death, Phoenix served as the Royal Beta of the Blackthorn Clan. He possessed the power of healing and the water element.

I sat on the edge of the massive silk-covered bed, the torn crimson dress on the floor like the remains of a flayed skin. My ribs throbbed with every breath, a grinding reminder of the A-class hunters who had nearly turned my night into a permanent residency in the academy graveyard. My shoulder, where the spiked club had grazed me, was a map of heat and stinging fire, silk fibers embedded in the shallow wound. I reached out, fingers twitching with fatigue that went deeper than muscle. I summoned the Winter Wand from my telepathic mental space. It materialized in a flurry of crystalline frost and silver light, ancient pale wood humming with a cold resonant frequency that vibrated through my

He gestured at me. "You can't kill me, Silas. I own this fucking city... and I will get back everything you shitheads took from me." His smile dropped. "I will end The Black Rose..." he seethed. "One petal at a time." He laughed. "Isn't that exciting?" He put his hands in his pockets and turned around, not caring about the gun being aimed at his back. Lorenzo and Noir were behind Silas, along with several men that hadn't been there before, pointing their guns at the opposing men.

“Is that yours?” “Yes, I was trying to throw a stronger laser spell to cut off his hands, but it was as if the spell got stuck in the wand and it burned it inside-out.” “It happens. We aren’t witches. For us, a wand acts mainly as a conduit and amplifier for our energy. If we load it with too much energy at once or try to cast a spell too strong for it, it can shortcircuit the wand and burn it. Tomorrow is Sunday, I’m sure Martha can take you to Glasgow so you can get yourself a new wand. You had a beginner one, make sure to buy a more advanced one this time,” said Borin.

Though I was sure, she already knew. "Thorn wood is wood from a certain type of tree. Blackthorn, Hawthorn, and Whitethorn trees. Dead man's blood is the blood of a dead person, also known as cold blood. Vampires can't drink blood from a person that's already dead. It's like poison to them."

They were too perfect to exist. "Boundary spells will take time to create hence the reason I brought a dark object that will immediately drain him of his power and make him seem more humane." Suzy winked at me. "What is the dark object?" Hilda touched a large palm tree bark and the wind started swirling almost immediately. "You will see," she said and stopped mid-air to inspect our surroundings. She slowed her breathing as she tried to make a magical reading.