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The silver wasn’t just physical; it was laced into the spell itself, tainting her core. Then the door creaked open, and heavy footsteps echoed across the floor. Serena raised her head slowly, her eyes narrowing at the tall figure entering the chamber. Maeron. The very name sent a shiver down her spine. He was impossibly handsome, in a way that was otherworldly and terrifying. Long dark hair fell over his shoulders, his features sharp and regal—too perfect to be mortal. His eyes, a swirling mix of black and sea-green, held an unnatural gleam, as if the ocean itself whispered secrets within them. His long robe shimmered with a magic she didn’t recognize, embroidered with sigils and runes from

Alpha Darren acted immediately after hearing the recording of Annabelle's conversation with Miranda. The first person he wanted to see and who he thought was the key witness was the one who was driving the boat. Alpha Darren knew Diana and George couldn't be driving the boat, so he believes someone is helping them. This was strengthened by Cedric's confirmation that there was indeed a member of the army who used to be a member of the Pack Delonix who then asked to become a member of Pack Kyne.

He looked over to Ace who all but sent Jericho a death glare. I watched Gunnar's face morph from his usual brooding self to a deep frown as I said, "It's nice to finally meet you, too. You look like the normal brother from the three," I wasn't meant to say the last part aloud but now that it was out there... Ace scoffed, nearly choking on fresh air, "From the three of us, he's the most lethal. He could hack into the Pentagon if he wanted to." "But he doesn't want to, right?" I found myself asking even though I was pretty sure I knew the answer to that.

His gaze drops to my neck, and the corner of his lip quirks. “Blake,” growls Ethan. “What does he want?” When the girl leaves, Blake walks toward us with his hands in the pockets of his breeches. Halfway across the grassy expanse, he halts. Ethan sniffs the air, then jumps to his feet. The two of them turn their heads toward the hill on the other side of the castle. “What is it?” I ask, alarmed, as I get up. “Horses. Fergus. Vladimir. And... and John.” Ethan’s body is rigid, his breathing hard. “They’re coming. I can smell them. And blood. I smell blood. Lots of blood.” He swallows, and his face whitens. “John’s blood.”

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

Couldn’t I have found a better excuse? Erden fakes back a smile, hardly able to hide the fact that he is not at all convinced. Thankfully, Eren appears in the salon and his face lits up on seeing Erden. "Sir, sir!" He cries out excitedly and runs to him. Erden eyes widen on looking at my son who is sneaking in between his legs. “What the hell did you do to him!” He gasps. “It’s her.” I correct with a grin. Eren gives me an accomplice wink before he begins tossing his wig over his shoulder. "I'm Erena." He tells Erden, flipping his false hair.

A weak smile spread across his lips as he looked at me. “Ahh, you must be Imelda. It’s a pleasure to meet you finally. My name is Perseus.” The man standing beside Apollo said as he stuck out his hand. Pulling my attention from Apollo to his. I reached out, gripping his hand. His fingers completely wrapping around my hand, a spark of heat rushed up to my arm as he shook it. His onyx hair was tied up into a bun. His eyes were the same colour as Garren’s. He gave me a half-smile as he let go of my hand, turning his focus to Garren. “Garren, I have a few things I need to speak to you about. Would you mind following me out into the hall while Imelda and Apollo have a moment to themselves?” He as

Hmmph, interesting," Eragon speaks. Eragon picks a wooden sword. The officer of the match Arogonut on butler suit. Pale face, transparent eyes, green hair. speaks. "Are you both ready? "Yes. They replied "Now, Begin." "Are you ready? Eragon questioned Historia "Yes."Historia who promptly replied taking a defensive position without a moment of notice. Eragon rushed towards Historia in a flash. He suddenly appeared before Historia and struck at her with his wooden sword. Slid!

Kylynn comments. “I am going to kick you wifes ass Zach.” Doug states. They walk over and join us. They start helping us try and organize this mess of shit. No one has said anything for a while, which is weird. Usually, you can’t shut up these boys or the women. “Hey I found a picture of Regina. It says her last name is Cordavalle.” Brent says. I take a picture of him. It is Regina, but the last name doesn’t sound right. I look at Greg, Lyle, and Randall. I can tell they are thinking the same thing.

November 11th "Good evening Alpha Xander Kuznetsov," Leo said as he opened the door to a tall man. He had jet black hair and icy blue eyes. His features were sharp and manly and had a dark stubble framed his jaw. "Good evening, Alpha Leonardo Loren," he said in a thick Russian accent as they shook hands. "Good to see you," Leo said, shaking his hand too. "This is my Beta, Blair, my Gamma, Luca and my Luna, Ella."