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“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

“Thank you for your concern, Matt. Remember I’m Alpha for a reason. I know what I’m doing.” “Whatever you say, Alpha. I hope you can live with your decisions.” Matt says as I dial Crane’s number. “This is Elder Crane.” “Elder Crane, Alpha Jaxon here.” I say to him. “Ahh, Alpha Jaxon! How can I help you?” “I’ve called to let you know that two days ago, Winter Moon was attacked by Dark Flame. We are all well, but during that battle, something very interesting happened.” “Pray tell, Alpha Jaxon.”

“The woman… shiny hair… eyes like fire… she laughed as she burned us. Said this was just a taste.” Anita. ‎ ‎My stomach drops. ‎ ‎He swallows painfully. “And… the other one… she called her sister.” ‎ ‎“Calistra,” I breathe. ‎ ‎His hand trembles as he grips tighter. “They said… Winterwood will burn next.” ‎ ‎His eyes roll back before I can say anything else. ‎ ‎“Get him to the healers!” Dravon orders. ‎ ‎Two soldiers move in, carefully lifting the man. ‎ ‎I rise to my feet, heart pounding. The world tilts slightly, smoke thick in the air.

Wendy let out a cold sneer, “The last two years, your mother would deliberately pour boiling hot water on my hand, but you just told me to put up with it. I only got four hours of sleep a night just to take care of her. And you think that's okay?” Her voice shook. “You’re even talking about love?” Someone upstairs opened a window. “What’s with all the yelling at this hour?!” Austin tugged at her sleeve. “Come on, let’s go.” Wendy shook off Miles’ hand. “I’m truly tired. Those two years have drained all my feelings for you.” She turned around and headed upstairs. “Don’t ever come back.” Miles stood there, watching the stairwell lights flick on floor by floor until the third floor went dark.

“That will always be enough. But Lila… you must remember who you are without me. You can’t keep hiding behind the pain.” I shook my head again. “I don’t know how.” He raised a hand and touched my face,just like he used to when I cried after training. “You were born for more than chains and sorrow. You were born with fire in your blood and purpose in your soul. Find it again, Lila. Even in the dark.” I felt the wind shift. The garden started to flicker, fading in and out. “Trust your wolf,” he added. “She's waiting. You’ve locked her away for too long.”

Gosh How could he listen to any voice of reasoning when drinking was his only way out of his misery. Everything hurt less with each taste of that burning liquid. He'd promised to never let himself fall back on that destructive path again but one look at her was all it took to reopen old wound and send him down the dark isle_ seeking refuge yet again in the arm of his dear old whisky bottle. She was doing perfectly fine without him. Heck! She was happy with another man while he on the other hand was still struggling to get over her. Six years hasn't been enough to heal the pain she has caused him.

I look up as something catches my eye outside the window as lightning erupts from the darkening skies, I hear Deliah call my name as a massive ball of flames makes it's way towards us before it changes into the shape of a man. "Tyber" I yell as I throw myself through the doors and onto the terraces, there's no way he's going to take my Son not while I'm still breathing. I hit the wall of flames hard, as the heat bubbles around us and we both fall from the terraces, and onto the cliff face below. I feel the burn of the shift as I let out a mighty roar, my wings preventing me from hitting the rock face, Tyber separates from me as he glides along with the clouds in a ball of flames.

There was no sky. Only smoke. And ash. Long stirred beneath a blanket of melted snow and broken stone, every inch of her body screaming in protest. Her wings were half-buried in the rubble, her left arm bent at an unnatural angle, and her breathing shallow and hot. She was alive. But barely. The last thing she remembered was the Sovereign’s Warden—towering, frost-forged, and silent—raising its blade toward Steve. She had launched herself with everything she had left, igniting her second flame core in a final blaze meant to destroy them both.

Third Deity said “You are here,,,why?” “Your mate” First deity said “Her time is running out,,,,” “Stop” Kingston said “We told you before,,,it’s her fate to die,,,,,” Second deity said “Why can’t I turn her into a witch? We are mates,,she’s supposed to have transformed,,,,,” “She’s an ice queen,,she’s not made to become a witch” first deity said “Then why must she die?? Do something,,,” “We can’t do anything devil,,,and you can’t do anything either” Third deity said