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"Also, don't even think of spilling what we discussed tonight." "Is that another threat?" Asher asked finally shaking Sarah's hand off of him. Shrugging Sarah held her hands up. "Who knows." "Insane, you're insane." Even though he didn't want to admit it he was unnerved by her words, as she didn't cross him as the type to say and not do. After all the woman had just openly admitted she planned on drugging two people. He felt that she was crazy from the beginning, but now that it was confirmed Asher couldn't quite process it.

Another room seemed to be a training ground, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and iron. Every step I took, every corner I turned, was a step further into the unknown. It was terrifying, yet each discovery, each piece of information I gathered, was a piece of the puzzle, a step closer to understanding what I had become a part of. And ultimately what I was up against. One thing was for sure, I was no longer the innocent girl who had been thrust into this world of darkness. I was Elara, a woman who had tasted dark magic, who had used her body as a weapon, and who was ready to face whatever lay ahead.

Oh goddess, he was delicious. I made my way to the table and sat in the empty chair next to Serena. I could barely look at him, now that I was so close. Glancing at Serena, I saw a little smirk. She knew exactly what I was thinking. His power washed over me and I bit my lip to stifle a gasp. He was looking at me, he desired me. When I finally managed to look at him, I recognized him. Duncan Stanford, Fenrir. Classified as a terrorist by humans, but a hero to supernaturals. On par with me as ‘The Phantom’ in the eyes of the government. My comrade in arms, as it were.

It's easy now to lure him to the darkness, it takes almost nothing to activate the ruin on his back, a small amount of dark magic, and the darkness grows within him. The door to the dungeon opens and I know exactly who it is, Rafael has returned, he thinks I care about my own life, no I only care that his son’s life is doomed to be as loveless as he had made my own. I see him approach the cell and then notice he’s not alone and Drake stands next to him, and I can’t help but laugh, “Alpha Drake, what a surprise, come here because you need guidance, a friend to talk to perhaps?”

Dante Blackwood was the key to everything, the living trace of something ancient and fierce that claimed Blackwater as its own. As she walked back, feeling Dante’s golden eyes guarding her back, Helena knew that her curiosity had led her to the edge of reason. The signs were everywhere—in the deep claw marks on the oak, in the torn leather, in the feverish heat of his skin. The supernatural was no longer a town legend; it was the breath she shared with the alpha biker. And the abyss he had spoken of no longer seemed something to be avoided, but the only possible destination for someone who had been marked by the same flame that burned in Dante’s eyes.

Kael and Marcus exchanged a glance. This was worse than we'd feared. "One more question," Kael said, voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "How does she plan to capture Sophia alive in battle?" Drake laughed again, the sound hollow. "You think she'll fight fair? She has a monster. Created over centuries. Corrupted alpha fused with dark magic. Size of a building. Unstoppable." "We've faced monsters before." "Not like this." Raw dread filled Drake's eyes， the kind born from witnessing something unthinkable.

"We go off-grid. Where?" "I need a hardware upgrade," I said, lightly touching the cracked iron collar at my neck. "The 12% output is enough to manipulate ambient magic, but I can't break the remaining eighty-eight runes without catastrophic self-decapitation. I need to find the source code of this iron. I need to find the Genesis Forge." Xander’s entire body tensed. The name clearly meant something terrible to him. "The Genesis Forge is a myth," he said, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "It’s an old wives' tale about a subterranean nexus where the first Lycan Sorcerers supposedly stole fire from the dragons."

I cried out in pain wondering what I did wrong, the beast eyes had somehow changed to black and the blond guy quickly shove him out of the room before helping me up. "I...want..to die" I cried, is this what I would go through everyday?. "What your name child?" The blonde guy asked ignoring what I said. "Adrianna..." I answered trying to control my tears. "I'm Drake" He grinned like he said something funny. "I'm a wizard and his beta, And something you should always have in mind. Damien knows your thought" He grinned yet again. "He could read your mind so becarefulful chid. He won't kill you though but..."He stop talking.

My childhood friend and I had built a company together for seven years, and my proprietary algorithm was what kept the entire business running. However, his new girlfriend started targeting me the moment she joined the company. "Why does some nobody in data deserve 80,000 dollars? All you do is plug things into templates and run a few programs. Your salary is cut to 2,000 dollars from now on. You'll only handle basic data processing. I'll take over the core model." My childhood friend said nothing, silently allowing his girlfriend to rip me a new one. When I noticed that, I didn't argue. I simply agreed to the pay cut. A week later, the company's regular clients saw their conversion rat

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