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Mine own packageth shall protecteth the people from the demon's attacketh. Sushi politely responded to me. His throaty voice reverberated as it came from within. "Thank you." I thanked Sushi and after that Sushi howled and I heard howls around. Their howl is creepy and I made my downy hairs raised to no end. Immediately I noticed the footsteps running as if they were chasing each other. I didn't dare to open the window. I don't want demons to see me and attack me. But I know that among those footsteps are necromancers fighting demons. I breathed a sigh of relief because the battle between the immortal and the demons would not be intense. Necromancer's aid is substantial in this fight.

The attempts of the other kingdoms proved to be futile after they have already trampled on the lives of so many children. Though there are some that were blinded by the offers of their kingdoms and were treated according to what they have promised but they are already too late, the first kingdom to have accepted the Carriers as they really are have already advance too far for the other kingdoms to catch up.

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

There was no response. She crossed the doorway and closed the door behind her. It took her eyes a moment to see clearly. There were large, tall dark wood shelves lined up with leather-bound books and maps stuffed in them from top to bottom, there was an armor rack at a corner dressed in complete armor, a sword stood where the hand was supposed to be. Cleopoda walked towards it and ran her hands all over its silver surface. It was beautiful and cool to the touch, a shield rested at the foot of the rack, and on it was the royal coat of arms, she ran her fingers over the two dark rearing horses standing back to back and the sword that was between, it was beautiful and majestic.

Dojo reeked slaughter, copper-thick, tatami slick crimson pools, our chests heaving thunder-sync, indigo hakamas spattered gore. "You fight like you're born to it," he growled, scarred jaw inches, porcelain fingers banding my wrist pull-close, obsidian devouring mahogany flush. Blood smeared his cheek war-paint, dragon tattoo pulsing throat wild. No fear in his stillness—predator sated, but gaze burned deeper hunger.

Maybe he swallowed humans whole. I began my climb again and reached the arch about twenty minutes later. A giant platform hung over the tower past the stairs. I assumed it was so the dragon could land, but I didn't see how he could fit through the door's arch. A long hallway stretched past the opening, and I followed it. The rotting death smell deteriorated, but my own unpleasant scent increased. The hallway opened to a monstrous combination library and sitting room. I could see three doors at one end and another arch and hallway at the other. Bookcases lined the tall walls, with ladders attached to rails resting to the sides so a person could reach all the books. I'd never seen the like. I

The intricate carvings began to shift and move, forming a pattern that resembled the constellation of Orion. The box clicked open, revealing its contents—a collection of aged scrolls, bound in leather and sealed with an intricate wax seal. Each scroll bore the insignia of the council, but it was the message written in Magnus’s elegant hand that captivated her attention. “Dear Seraphina,” she read aloud, her voice quivering with a mix of emotions, “if you are reading this, then I have found a way to transcend the realms of the living and the dead. The truth about my demise must be uncovered, for our coven’s sake.”

Suddenly I had no control over my own body as it began to sway in time with his hand. “Oh, now this is going to be so much fun,” he said as he clicked his fingers and the world disappeared. I slipped in and out of consciousness, and each time I came too, I could hear chanting all around me. I screamed into the darkness as a sharp and penetrating pain overtook my body. My neck and shoulder felt like they were on fire, and I opened my eyes slightly and saw that I was covered in flames. But I had never felt pain from my flames before. I looked up and in front of me stood Gideon, but his face and arms were all chard and his hands glowed like lava. Cora held a small mirror in front of me and I co

’, I thought and rolled my eyes. . “Fine.”, Dada finally agreed after a lot of persuasion from me. . . Once I reached the library, I started looking for the book having details of all kinds of creatures in the world. And thankfully, my research ended after half an hour. This is a magical book that gets updated automatically along with time, just as Wikipedia in g****e terms. I quickly read all the pages of those creatures about whom I already knew like Nephilim, Demon, Angels, Werewolves, Shapeshifters, Dragons, and Vampires.