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Drawer 4. He slid it open. Inside was a single scroll, sealed in bloodwax and labeled not with a number, but a name. “Elira the Nexus.” Carl’s heart thudded. He looked around, then broke the seal. The parchment crackled as he unrolled it. At first glance, it was a series of diagrams—ritual circles, binding glyphs, aura suppression scripts—and then, lines of cold text. > Subject: Designation - Elira, offspring of Vampire Princess x Carello witch Maika Vellaria and Lycan king Carl Landon of Santossa lineage, identified as Nexus-tier hybrid (Classified: Carellos-Black Line).

I outstretched my hand, “Hi, I’m Lilliana. Princess of Nymeria. My favorite color is black, but I guess if I’m being honest, I love every color. My favorite foods are pizza and garlic bread. I could probably eat my weight in it, something I take pride in. I love fruit instead of dessert. I like to think I’m skilled in archery.” Once again, I received a look as if I were trying to hand Elliot the plague, but he surprised me, taking my hand and shaking it. The feel of his palm against mine was comforting, but as soon as our skin melted together, there was nothing. I could feel the brokenness of his soul the day we stumbled across each other in the garden, but today, it is like he is blocking m

Iliya couldn't help it but burst out of tears, she also tried to put on a smile "Please don't be sorry, you did all you could" "But… without you, without your love, is all in vain" "I love you forever Iliya, forever. So please don't give up on me" "I won't" Iliya said with a smile, and Pradai kissed her "Pradai, I can't feel my leg" and as she said it, her eyes shut down. "Huh? What is this, Iliya, Iliya , Iliya!!!" Pradai continued shaking her but she didn't wake up, and it only got worst, the panic, the fear, the pain, the cry.

I yelled He wasn’t able to look me in the eyes, his face showed nothing but pity, and he pitted me. "Where is Khalil Rayan? Where is he? Tell me where he is." I yelled "I’m sorry." He mumbled I shook my head "No, no. You aren’t sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong did you?" I sniffed walking backward "Khalil is fine, I know he is, there isn’t anything wrong with him. He is fine, right Rayan?" I asked as tears streamed down my cheek "Right Rayan" I walked towards me "Tell me Khalil is me, tell me you are mistaken. Please tell me Khalil is fine." I whimpered

And to her right, standing as if the hall were already hers, was Ilyana. The Princess was resplendent in a gown of liquid silver, her mask a delicate web of platinum threads that did more to highlight her cold, beautiful features than hide them. Her eyes, unblinking, found Elira’s across the length of the hall. The hatred in them was a physical force. Kael’s hand covered hers, his grip steady. “Remember,” he murmured, his voice barely a breath. “We are not supplicants. We are the guests of honor.”

Her thin pale fingers reached out and took a pastry off my tray. I watched trying not to show fear as her sharp teeth gnashed at the delicate sweet. Her black eyes closed then flashed open as she grinned. "These are delightful Lilienth" I dipped my head, letting my eyes drift a little to the jar at the back of the room. Bonolo was dangling from a cable from the vent in the roof. Red heat was radiating off her hands and she was getting closer and closer to the lid of the jar. "But there's something I must ask."

The black Iru turns into black silver Iru and then it turns into silver Iru. "Alfi... you did it." Kartika is glad to see him mastering Pukan full power mode. He then touches his bracelet and touches number 12 halation. “HARASA!”

I bumped into a girl and all her books crashed on the floor. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she apologised repeatedly trembling. We both bent at the same time to pick up the books. I couldn’t respond. My jaw dropped when I noticed the huge gum stuck to her hair. Trying to remove that amount of gum would leave that spot bald. She looked up at me and our eyes met. It was Lucy. Another omega. She looked relieved when she realised it was me. She looked horrible. Her eyes were hollow and sunken. She looked away from me and hurriedly tried to pick up her books. ”Here let me help…”

Nothing will go wrong after this fake session. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that her spontaneous action would be leading her into another disaster afterwards.