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The, 'we are mates' card, and I will not stand for that bull crap. He walks towards me, and when he is in front of me, he mutters the unexpected, "As the Alpha of Aquarious Waters, I'm asking you, Quinnzel O'Conner, future Luna of these people, to work with me here, please." he begs. I almost break out in a laugh, but I smile it away, biting my lower lip to suppress my laugh. He smiles with me, and then suddenly, the room gets cold. When I look at Lucinda, her eyes are purple, I look at Arthur, pulling him close to me, but I think that set her off, because I suddenly hear her bones crackling, dislocating and forming all weird shapes that shouldn't exist, but that isn't the last bit of it.

NOTHING is ever more important than Ara. That is the thing Ara learned after being discharged from the J Hospital. For whatever reason her parents were convinced that staying with Van is better for her health and safety. Van, short for Vanluke, literally never left her alone even when she’s taking a private bath in a private property mansion somewhere in Luzon near no neighborhood in the middle of a mountain. When she got there something tells her that she’s been there before but recollection of solid memories. Van is incredibly wealthy to have a security team patrolling the corners of his mansion. But more importantly, even if Van does have to leave her side for a brief hour of shower, he’d

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

Ines joined via holo-feed, face pale blue in the flickering light. “Ready when you are. Encryption pattern’s Corsair signature—but modified. The signature keeps rewriting itself.” “Do it,” Liora said. Ines hit the command. The screen blinked twice, then resolved into black text on white, simple and surgical: Liora Varian. The throne you killed was only a decoy. The true Ark waits beneath the city. The one above was the mirror. You have seven days. Then the God you silenced will wake. Bram’s voice cracked over the comm. “That’s impossible. The relay was orbital—everything linked through the Corsair hub.”

Arkcadis descends, wings slowly folding, glow dimming. [DAQUAN] You good? [ARKCADIS] (quiet, controlled) For now. He looks at the shattered cave ceiling. [ARKCADIS (CONT.)] But they've seen me move. The world will follow. [DAQUAN] Then we move first. Arkcadis nods. His wings wrap protectively around them both as the cave collapses— CUT TO BLACK. TO BE CONTINUED

“Put your hands down.” Shocked, I watched as the warlocks' eyes went white and they obeyed Aris' command. The vampire smiled and approached, then whispered something in the ancient dialect, and suddenly, the warlocks began to draw runes on their wrists. A minute after that, lightning bolts shot through the bodies of the anarchists until they fell dead on the floor. I looked at Aris in fear. “What did you just do?” asked Nadine with impression. “Aris is a mind controller,” I said, not knowing what to think.

Kael shouted, "Aria, now! We have to close the rift!" Lucian’s eyes met hers, his expression intense. "Do it, Aria. Trust yourself." Aria’s heart surged with strength, the power of her bond with Lucian and Kael giving her the clarity she needed. She reached out, her hand glowing with golden light, and touched the shattered orb. A shockwave rippled through the chamber, pushing the shadow creatures back, the figures from beyond the veil screaming in agony as the rift began to close. Evangeline’s triumphant expression twisted into a mask of desperation. "No! You cannot stop me!"

The green light turned to black, and the Founders vanished back into the mist, their waxen forms shattering like cheap porcelain. When the mist cleared, the Glass Court was gone. Panni and Jinyan lay on a slab of marble suspended over the cold, dark water of Lake Geneva. Grace sat between them, her eyes back to a soft, human sapphire. The red shard was gone, replaced by a faint, rose-colored scar in the center of her palm. Annie crawled out from behind a fallen pillar, her tablet dead. "It’s over. The Arks... they’ve returned to the sediment. The signal is dead."

In a world where it’s hard to find people to trust, Alaric is one of the good ones. “You’re all good as new,” he says proudly, returning my hug. “I can’t thank you enough. The last few days have been absolute hell.” “I can just imagine. Your magic was feeling extremely weak as well,” he frowns. “Nuummite.” “Ah, well that would explain it then. Jesus, those venators don’t hold back, do they? How do they get like this?” He says in displeasure.

she asked me. I was surprised at what she said to me and shook my head. I told her that God, Arcus, won't allow me to have a child. I accept the curse to pay all my father's debt to God Arcus. God Arcus, God of new life and death. He is the only one who can give new life. But he doesn't allow me to make a new life. Father already asked him too much when he asked for two sons. It's Alpha Diego and me.