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says Dustin, panic trailing in his voice. “Go get some ice and fill the tub,” Devlin orders, completely snubbing Dustin's suggestion. “Brother…” “Fuck it, Dustin! Hurry,” he yells, voice loud and severe. “I’m not losing this bargain,” softly, “I’ve looked everywhere for you. I’ve had to absorb hell damned souls than yours to find yours. You are the unluckiest person I know, Ria, and that is special. Trust me. Everything you touch breaks, everything handed to you rots or withers away and it is not by choice, it is how you were created. No wonder you don’t believe in angels, God.” He is rubbing little circles on my forehead, talking so lowly like singing a lullaby to send me to sleep.

Chapter 7 Harper The coffee in my hand had gone cold somewhere between Drake explaining that Dominic was in a medically induced coma and him telling me that the Council was already drafting language to classify Marcus's attack as "evidence of demonic contamination spreading through Midnight Moon's leadership structure." I hadn't drunk it since.

He stopped right in front of me, towering over me like a god. “Run.” I blurted out, my throat tightened and my tongue twisted to the wall of my mouth. “Yes. You run.” He leaned forward, our faces inches away. It was unfair for God to give such a dangerous man like Vincenzo De Luca a face card that can never be declined. I had thought he would turn out to be a man with a scarred face and a height of 6 '9, but I was entirely wrong. Vincenzo is taller than I was and if my calculation wasn’t wrong, he had a height of 6 '4 with a sharp impeccable jawline. He had smooth, black hair combed back, held in place with probably mousse.

As long as she was with me, it didn’t matter. “The whole Isla and Chance thing is a story for another day.” * The End* Do you want more Dionysus Rising? Let me know if you do and thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading! I love you all ❤️

Before she could finish, Elijah raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. “Nonsense! There is no pretending. Sadie is your real savior!” This time, Thea became confused. “How is that possible? She’s clearly an imposter. Cassie is the one who saved me!” Elijah narrowed his eyes. “Who told you that? To protect the identity of the real donor, I never revealed who saved you. I even ordered everyone involved to keep it strictly confidential.” Thea fell silent for a moment. Under Elijah’s pressure, she finally admitted the truth.

“So that way.” 16B was a much larger section than I expected. Still, it made sense since wolves were always passing down stories to the younger generations, true or not. “Found it,” I said. It took forty-five minutes but I found a book on the Moon Blessed that was not a kid's bedtime story. “When the Goddess becomes a man,” I read out the title. From the cover, I could tell it was still a fiction story for the most part. But it was better than nothing at all.

Absolutely nothing. Don't lose hope yet. The goddess has her ways, his wolf assured. Damon scoffed bitterly, shaking his head. The goddess is angry with me. I can feel it. His thoughts spiraled until the car slowed to a stop in front of the café. I'll be back, Damon said, stepping out of the car. As he entered, the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on Amara and Darius seated at a table, laughing and chatting. Amara's dimples deepened as she laughed at something Darius said.

Medi Forest-(OUTSIDE ZEURION CITY) Althea "IT'S nice to see you both, once again... after such a long, long time," Serge stated while locking his gaze on us. Then he looked straight in my direction and said, "Am I right my sweet Thea?"

You could feel her warmth just as I felt Laura’s when she was near. “Uh, thank you my Luna for the compliment.” “How old are you, Kellina?” She smiled and I could see she too was giving me the once over. “She will be eighteen on Friday when the moon goddess graces her with her presence.” The High Priestess answered for me and I noted that the Luna frowned and looked over at the Priestess. Was she disappointed I was allowed to answer? She motioned for her children to step forward, “This is our son Corgan, daughter Roe, and our eldest and future alpha Rogan.” Both the high priestess and I bowed our heads to them as they followed suit. Roe bounced right over to me and reached and touched my ne

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.