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Chapter 46: A Desperate Gamble The cavern held its breath as Evie, a beacon of chaotic energy, charged towards the colossal beast. The creature, its massive form momentarily stunned by the sudden burst of light, turned its fiery gaze upon her. Time seemed to slow down. Every tremor of the beast's muscles, every flicker of its glowing eyes, was etched into Evie's mind. With a desperate cry, she unleashed a torrent of chaotic energy, a swirling vortex of blue light aimed directly at the creature's face.

I released the grip of my magic from his neck, and he fell on his knees, heaving for his dear life. As I moved in, I left a trail of my bloody footsteps. The floors of my brothers' palace were stained by my ichor, a mixture of divine golden blood tainted with dark stains of my inner chaos. Most of the guards moved the way. Two idiots on top of the stairs which led to Lartellan’s palace were, however, stupid enough to confront me. Who do they think they are? They are certainly not up the game to prevent me from entering. As soon I released a smidgen of my chaos, it wrapped them up, smothered them, and they fell dead on the floor. I smirked and went to enter the palace.

she cursed out loud, forgetting for a moment where she was. "Blood." Her abductor growled, a deep sound that sent shivers down her spine causing her to feel dread. "I hate the sight of blood." Hers was a rich red and thick blood that smelled nice and caused his nose to pucker. He tried so hard to contain his fangs but couldn't. They bared themselves out in agitation and he turned away immediately. It's been so long since he had any contact with human blood. The beastly side of him had become excited when they perceived the richness of her blood and had reared up its ugly head.

Veronica stepped closer and leaned in. “You should have apologized and stayed the Alpha’s wife. Now you have to pay dearly for your sins.” Her words were bitter but Cat knew the only thing good about this whole thing is that breaking her mate bond with Draven would affect them too. She was from a blood line of warriors. Her bond with Draven made him stronger than usual. Now, he has lost that too. Blair fell on Cat’s shoulder and sobbed loudly. “Come on now. We have only an hour.” Her mother came closer and pulled her up. ‘We need to hurry!”

Blinking in confusion and through the haze of desire, I look up, And what I see rocks through my body. Jesse… Jesse is crying.

Lucas hauled me over the window, and we both collapsed onto the floor of the bedchamber. I scrambled away from him immediately, dragging myself backward until my spine hit the foot of the bed. My whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. Yet anger was burning right through the terror. Lucas was standing a few feet away, staring at his hands in a daze, breathing heavily. "You crazy jerk," I screamed at him, scrambling to my feet. I lunged forward, intending to grab him by the collar and beat some sense into him, but the moment my hand touched his shirt, I froze.

Dad grumbled as he struggled to stand up. "Reason? I lost all my sense of reasoning when I lost my sister." Bastiana pointed at dad's chest and tried to forcefully rip out his heart. A pool of blood had begun to stain his brown shirt and there was a look of terror on his face as the beast from within tried to burst out. Hilda rushed towards Bastiana and threw her across the wall and instantly, the agonizing headache stopped. Mom rushed towards the witch and kicked her stomach hard that the walls broke free, revealing another room that looked like a bar, leaving the old witch howling and coughing on the floor.

The result was instant: a scream tore from Antonella’s throat, sharp and raw, echoing through the infirmary like a desperate plea—but Seraphina felt no pity. “Maledetta, puttana!” Antonella spat between sobs, her voice breaking beneath the weight of her cry. “You’re in no position to insult me, you worthless wretch!” Seraphina snapped, lifting her blood-stained fingers and admiring them with perverse contentment. A wicked smile curved across her lips as she watched the dark red drip down her skin. Then, unhurriedly, she reached for Antonella’s face and smeared the warm blood across her pale cheek—marking her as if claiming ownership.

The world collapses down to one truth: He will never touch or hurt anyone again. I don’t stop when he goes down. I don’t stop when he curls in on himself, hands coming up too late, blood at his mouth. I stop only when a sound cuts through the fog. A sob from Libby. I turn and see Libby is on the floor behind the counter and curled in on herself. Her arms are wrapped around her head and she’s rocking slightly like she’s trying to disappear into the tiles. “No, no, no,” she whispers. “Please—please—”

He showed his skill and cruelty as a vampire with various deadly attacks. The battle continues, with the trees of the forest bearing witness. Alex and Victoria worked closely together, trying to control an increasingly angry and vicious Liam. They had to find a way to take down this more powerful enemy. Suddenly, Alex saw an opportunity. With one swift move, he grabbed Liam and threw him to the ground. Victoria soon followed with her deadly vampire power attack. Liam screamed in pain as the attack hit him. But just as it seemed they had almost succeeded in defeating Liam, something unexpected happened. Liam suddenly emitted a bright light that blinded Alex and Victoria. As they tried to shie