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Jayden The windshield wipers can’t keep up with the torrential downpour, even on full blast. They scrape back and forth in a frantic, uneven rhythm, smearing the lights of passing cars into distorted streaks of white and red. Rain pounds the windshield like it’s trying to break through, drowning out everything except the pounding of my own heart. Common sense tells me to pull over, to wait it out until the storm eases, but common sense has never stood a chance where Tasha is concerned.

“Don’t be too eager to spill blood, Michael. Once you’ve taken a life, it’s over, there’s no going back to being a good guy.” “You’re a good man, Wrath, you might be a bad guy, but you’re one of the best men I know. You’re loyal, dedicated, honorable, and you always do what’s right. If I can be half as good as you are, then I’ll call that a win,” he said. “Just stay true to who you are, no matter how hard it gets, don’t fall off that wagon.” “You know, Wrath, no matter what happens here, I’d follow you,” Weasel said, and gave him a smile.

My mother clutched her pearls and sighed, “It’s for the greater good.” Kael laughed as he twisted the blade one final time. “The Blackthorn empire doesn’t need weak blood.” The last thing I felt was the Moon Goddess’s whisper in the darkness: “Second chance, daughter. Rise and ruin them.” I gasped back to the present, tears streaming down my face, claws digging into the wooden floor. My stronger wolf howled inside me , not in pain this time, but in pure, unbridled fury. The seductive aura exploded outward, filling the entire apartment with thick, fertile scent. My heavy breasts heaved with each breath, nipples tight and aching. Slick ran down my thighs as grief transmuted into raw, vengeful

I can feel my hands shaking as I pushed the door opened. And right there, there was Ellaine and Daevon together. Coincidentally, his eyes roamed to look at me and immediately distanced himself from his girl. “H-Honey,” he called out. Slowly, a bitter smile crept in to my face, “For the second time, you ruined me,” I mumbled and quickly turned away from them and ran. I quickly headed towards the elevator down to ground floor to fetch my car. Tears started rolling down my cheeks despite me wiping them over and over. I pulled my car door opened and closed it. For one last time, I looked at the building before starting the engine.

They thought themselves righteous, Heroes, Protectors. They have no idea what they have just unleashed. "Ruin", I bellowed, and the very walls responded from the far corner of the room, a man emerged—tall, cadaverous, with ruby fire burning in his eyes, and a smile that promised ruin. Ruin....One of my earliest works. Ash, war, and vengeance incarnate."My lord," he answered, bending deeply. I did not deem sitting necessary. My anger had no patience for etiquette"Send them a message," I ordered coldly "Let them know what it is to cross me, burn down their temples, shatter their bones, make them beg."Ruin's head went back on laughter. "And Logan?"I stepped down from the throne, shadows dividin

the woman screamed in frustration, as the rain fell on her dress. "If it is destroyed, then it is destroyed. The light of Nirvana will take you to the bottom of heaven, feeling tormented in a place that should be a happy realm!! Get away, sinful soul, even until the apocalypse, your soul will still feel tormented at the bottom of heaven. Destroy!" Justin said looking up at the raining ceiling. Drop by drop, all the raindrops flashed for a moment, a sign of Nirvana's power had entered it, ready to destroy Sin Rose in the blink of an eye. The rain that fell, like molten lava from hell, burned Sin Rose's body into holes. Sin Rose howled in pain. Even Justin had heard Sin Rose shouting Ruin's na

Chapter 144: A Fragile Alliance Killian’s POV Howls, snarls, and the distant rumble of crumbling ruins filled the battlefield like a wild symphony. As wounded wolves hobbled away from the slaughter, blood smeared the ground and the metallic flavor was strong in the air. The triumph seemed hollow, even with the flickering flames lighting up the ruins of our labor. Veyron was gone, but his devastation was still there, fresh and festering like an open sore.

The Sanctuary burned. Ash rained from the cracked heavens like a death shroud, swirling around the once-sacred halls of light. Wolves of every allegiance lay slain among the smoldering ruins—white fur singed black, black fur streaked with crimson. And at the heart of it all, Caelum knelt in the ruins, clutching his bloodstained claws. His breath came in ragged gasps, his silver eyes flickering with tendrils of corrupted red.

Maxim closed his eyes, drew in the taste of ash and ruin, and roared. The ground shook. Blood burned in his veins, then surged outward like fire untethered. The chains of the ritual glowed red across the stone, cracks splintering through them like lightning. The bond between him and his warband screamed as it tore—threads of power snapping, snapping, snapping. The warriors fell to their knees, gasping, some crying out as the Beast’s shadow ripped free of their lungs. No longer extensions of him. No longer part of his ruin. One by one, they felt their freedom crash back into their bones.