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"You will use the books he listed. Thankfully, I know them all. I will find them for you." Kiran froze. How would Khas find the books when he couldn't see? She bit her lip, wondering how she could bring it up or if it was even a matter worth raising. Khas already saved her life after all. He even navigated the stairs and library on his own. Khas smirked. "You're wondering how I will find the books without my sense of sight?" Kiran guiltily bowed her head. "I'm sorry," she shyly said. Khas chuckled. "It's alright," he casually replied. "I would wonder the same thing too if I were you. I guess Diel hasn't explained what totems are yet, correct?"

Kael’s hands tightened gently around Rhea’s as he made her sit on the edge of her bed. The room still smelled like dust, broken wood, and the cold scent of fear left behind by Hunters—but Kael’s presence cut through all of it. Solid. Grounding. Alpha. He knelt in front of her, his thumb brushing her wrist as he began explaining. “We found the Book of the Damned,” Kael said quietly. His voice held exhaustion, controlled fury, and a tired hope layered beneath. “Inside it… there’s a way. A real way to kill Khaenat.”

I grinned. I opened a page of the most boring book on the shelf, Kyro despises the idea of war thus the book 'The Art of War' by Sun Tzu, is misplaced to be in this shelf. He must have left a message or a clue inside that he kept such book in his room. I flipped the pages and found a piece of paper with an intricate sketch of a beautiful Cinchona on page 1052, I also scanned the page and the word grape was encircled then. Huh, how peculiar!

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“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I

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--- The door to his private study closed behind them with a heavy click. Knox walked toward the massive oak desk, then paused. He didn’t sit. Instead, he reached into a drawer and retrieved a leather-bound book. He held it out to her. “What’s this?” she asked, taking it slowly. “History,” he said. “Of the Blue Moon Pack. Of the Lycans. And of course, mates—including scents. I think you might find some answers there. This is all I could do for you before leaving. I hope it’s enough.”

--- Alone again, Kael looked down at the book in his hands. Twin Bonds of Power. Whatever this was— It wasn’t just a connection. It was a risk. A weapon. And possibly— A weakness. Kael exhaled slowly, closing the book. “Let’s see which one it becomes.”

Kendra groaned as she uncurled her body from the fetal position that she’d lain in on the damp ground for the better part of the night. She’d made sure that her horse was close by so that she could watch over its safety in the event of a zombie or cyborg invasion. What she hadn’t expected was that the horse would lie down so close to her that their bodies were actually touching. It was as if the gelding knew the benefit of staying close.