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He didn’t know how Nique knew of the traitor but he will have to ask later “Aura Blayoss.” Ryder didn’t react. “Keyann Farlikra.” Out of the corner, he could see Leison closing his fists in anticipation as if he was preparing himself for the worst. “Raeya Rigiddin.” “Rhed Zio.” “Seyin Mortisian.” Ryder shut his eyes for a long time, feeling tears welling up on its sides. Nique had stopped talking. When Ryder opened his eyes, Leison was breathing, inhaling and exhaling loudly.

“Right there. In the open. Where everyone can see what happens when you cross me.” The phone buzzes again on the desk, another update coming in, and my pulse jumps. I grin. “Move everyone,” I say. “Tonight.” “Rules,” Lena asks. “There are none,” I say. “Only the hunt.” I picture Eli Blackwood boxed in by noise and lights and fragile lives, and my hands curl into fists. “I am not a coward,” I say softly. “And I do not care who dies learning that.”

I replied, taking a step back, "but I'd rather take my chances than trust you." He lunged forward, his hand reaching for my throat. Time seemed to slow as I braced myself, but before his fingers could close around my neck, a blur of motion intercepted him. A powerful figure collided with Astaroth, sending him crashing to the ground. The impact shook the chamber, dust raining down from the ceiling. I blinked, heart racing, as the blur resolved into a massive wolf with fur as brown as mud—Rolo. Inside my mind, Sage erupted with excitement, her voice echoing loudly.

She roar extremely powerfully. A roar which clearly equals an Alpha's. Her powerful roar forcefully abs unfriendily knock both mom and I aside. It knocks mom directly the wall. It knocks me against Hermonies belongings. Her roar finally subsides then quenches. Mom and I both groan. We both stagger off our feets. Mom spits a huge blood amount. My expression squeezes irritated. Pretty obvious her sharp edges fangs retialiated against her lips amidst the rough crash. Her lips are all torn.

An army of creatures surged forward—rogues, revenirs, gwyllgi, and other horrors too twisted to name—poured out of the trees like a flood, their glowing eyes locked on Calum and Kaliyah as they chased them with frenzied hunger. I tried to force my broken body to move, but my limbs were dead, unresponsive. I could only watch as Calum charged straight toward Darius, leaping at him and swiping with a claw strike. Darius snarled and countered with his own claws, the sound of claws colliding echoing through the battlefield.

Ronan roared at the top of his lungs, ripping the wolves apart as more rogues blocked his path until a figure jumped among them like a flash. A blur of bloody claw and iron tore through the rogues. One. Two. Three, down before they could even react or blink. A thick iron rod swung like lightning, shattering bone and skull. As a claw plucked eyes out and ripped hearts out like a two edge sword. Ryker and Ronan froze mid-slash as the figure stepped into view, drenched in blood, snorting like a beast, eyes burning with bloodlust. Asher and Finn also froze as they all saw the face no one expected.

Determination painted her expression and even from my vantage, I could see her nails extend into claws. The Alpha of Red Stone ordered his soldiers to attack, but as his men lept in her direction, it was clear that they were no match for the dark-haired warrior. Roxy was so swift that she was like a shadow. She maneuvered around the soldiers and attacked them so deftly that they didn’t even have a chance to shield themselves. They fell prey to her attacks and died immediately when she ripped apart their necks in one easy motion.

Without thinking he changed and ran into the woods to help, surrounded by four rogues was a beautiful blonde with blue eyes holding a bag and trying to protect herself from the beasts surrounding her ready to devour her. He gave a dark roar before launching on the first rogue, he grabbed him and clawed its face, Piercing deep into its skin, he caught the next rogue that was mid way in attacking him leaping in the air, he spun it over and laid on it, clawing its neck and spilling its blood.

Just as the ritual required. Before she could speak again, a roar tore through the clearing, a heavy, thunderous, earth-shaking roar that ripped the air apart. My smile faltered. The rogues froze. Charlotte’s eyes widened. And then Rowan burst into the clearing, his enormous Lycan form slamming into the nearest rogue with enough force to break bone. Behind him, more Lycans surged forward, towering monsters of muscle and rage, their eyes glowing like molten silver. The forest exploded into chaos.

Roar! The demonic shadow let out an earth-shattering roar in boundless pain. A normal person would’ve been long dead after receiving such a severe injury. Moreover, the arrow that Dorothy had shot was definitely not an ordinary arrow. The burning flame on it was the universally well-known flame of Nirvana. However, the members of the Blood Cult were bizarre and mysterious, their body composition differing from the average person.