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I begged, my voice cracking with desperation, but they kept dragging me away—from the very moment that could change my life forever. “Please… let me go, let—” The words died in my throat. The doors to the pack house creaked open, and everyone turned toward them. My heart thundered against my ribs and my breathing restless from struggling as my gaze locked onto the figure standing under the moonlight. Torian Valon. The future Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. And then his eyes found mine. A chill rushed down my spine as his words. “Mate.”

Alisa~ Corik’s grip immediately loosened, and his sneer twisted into something more akin to fear. His eyes darted to the man who was twice his size, in dark leather that seemed to absorb light and trap it. Amber eyes gleamed with sinister intent that was fixed intently at Corik. For a moment, the color drained from his face. The bravado he had displayed seconds earlier dissolved as quickly as it had come, replaced by the stark realization of who he was dealing with.

Corvin stepped forward. If the castle had made him look like a dark knight, this world made him look like a glitch in the rendering—something too old and organic dropped into a digital hellscape. His torn shirt and scars didn’t belong here. His eyes, with their ember-glow, cut right through the neon. He didn’t bother with a weapon. The nearest drone leaped, metal jaws gaping. He met it midair. One hand clamped around its snout, slamming the jaws shut before they could close on his throat. His other hand drove into the joint of its front leg. Metal shrieked. He twisted.

Even though his eyes were pitch black from the darkness inside him, his love for Darcy was stronger than any spell. He refused to be lifted and as soon as the first abomination reached for his arm, Corin’s metal claws flashed in the moonlight and the chains immediately broke off him. “GRAWWWL!!” With a loud, angry roar, Corin swung his hand and beheaded one of the abominations. The monster’s head fell and rolled away, its body spraying out black blood as it collapsed on the ground. Corin quickly stood up, his body trembling with rage, before charging at Lihont like a wild animal. He wanted to save Darcy but Lihont was faster and much more cruel.

he growled. “You should have stayed in the north,” I snapped. Then something unexpected happened. A sudden metallic snap rang out behind us. Everyone froze for a split second and Corvin had broken one of his chains. I stared and the old wolf staggered forward, barely standing. One of the cursed wolves rushed him and Corvin grabbed the wolf’s fallen blade from the dirt. And with the last strength in his dying body— He drove the blade straight into Veyr’s side. “Protect the child!” Corvin roared.

His gray eyes found mine through the narrow crack in the dark panel. "The war at the eastern harbor is getting worse, Cora," Rocco whispered, his knuckles whitening on the edge of the wood. "Viktor's Russian faction is hunting Roman's head tonight. Pray your daytime husband doesn't come home in a coffin before the passport in your hands gets a chance to be used."

Even for a dragon. “Blaze…?” Persia called out. “Just skip him. I heard his name from Kuroyuki.” I said. The person sitting next to Blaze is the guy with the brown hair and glasses. Every time he nudges his glasses, there’s always a glint. “Name: Kronos Y Chronocock. Human. Ranked Seven. Codename: .” Am I actually imagining symbols from his words…? How scary. “Arsenal…? This means you had a lot of weapons in your hand…?”

None of the monsters moved toward them as the two Picts toured the cave. “Enemies?” Gonar hissed to his master as they walked amongst the beasts. Every one of them yawned and appeared sleepy to Gonar. Every one of them sported an ivory coat of fur, save for the largest. Gonar peered over the edge of the walkway at the vast underworld. He eyed the only one of the beastmen covered in black fur, the one they called Adelaido.

~Night in the North~ The band of the night anti-supernatural creatures were all set out all on standby against the time the enemy steps forth unaware of their secret formation and intentions. They are all following the lead of Raven. "Kai, can you hear me now?" Raven asked tapping the piece plugged to her ear. "Yes Raven. Very clear" "I'm with Delilah. Check with Archie and the rest. Any time from now, we might spot something fishy around. I think they are probably thinking of setting a trap for us tonight"

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.