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The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

’ A part of her mind coldly asked her. She blinked back her tears. She was stunned by her own thoughts. Shea swallowed the lump in her throat as she realized how much her thoughts were slowly becoming a venomous poison to her thoughts – as doubts and uncertainties started to creep into her entire system. ‘If it is his beast, then would it change a thing? Denver and his beast were one. He is part of his beast, and so was he to his monster. You can’t separate the two of them. They were part of the whole, and that’s the reality that you must accept.’

Bella's POV As I opened my eyes, all I saw was darkness. Nothing but darkness. I was not even able to see myself. "HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!!!" I screamed in the hopes of someone hearing and coming to help me. But I saw and heard no one. I started to get scared. "Please help me." I started to sob. I try to grab onto something, but nothing was there. I drop to my knees. There was no one to help me. Is this what hell feels like? Why am I even hell? If this is not hell, then where am I?

~ TESS ~ I’m dreaming. "I have to be dreaming," I think as I watch in horror while the red... no, yellow eyes of the beast narrow, its giant teeth coming right at me with hunger. I scream—or try to—but there’s no sound. My arms are too heavy to lift, and my feet feel stuck to the floor. Lyra stands behind the couch, her face shifting into something animalistic.

He landed on his feet and knee, his hands digging into the soil as an intense pain speared into him and spread through. Emptiness, loneliness, and fear engulfed him. It felt like something left him—felt like he lost a part of him—felt like he was dying. His beast weakened and tipped over in his head. He could hear the beast’s sorrowful growls and whimpers in his head. And felt the beast clawing at him. It was enraged, afraid, pained, and troubled.

Any beastkin engaging in relations with a human under 18 would be immediately neutralized, regardless of whether or not it was consensual. "You know I'm a clean freak. I don't like her touching you." Lisa nuzzled his neck and pouted. "Please, Salem. Can't we be each other's firsts?" After a long while, Salem hoarsely replied, "Alright."

I finish And then I move again Faster Stronger More dangerous than I have ever been Because this is no longer just a fight This is the moment everything changes And I am done being hunted Now I am the one they should fear

Xander's POV The beast defied every natural law, its form shifting between states of matter like a nightmare made flesh. My primal wolf raged against its very existence, recognizing it as an affront to reality itself. But as I watched Lyra face the creature, her cosmic song rippling through dimensions, my fear wasn't for our world – it was for her. "Lyra, stop!" I roared, seeing how the cosmic frequencies were affecting her. Her form was beginning to blur at the edges, as if she too were being unmade. "You're tearing yourself apart!"

Safe is pretending I’m fine when the abyss howls my name. But this—this isn’t safe. This is fire and hunger and teeth. And it feels alive. I press my free hand to my chest, where the bond burns under my ribs. The beast shifts inside me, restless, prowling, but when I touch the mark over my heart, it settles. As if it knows. As if it recognizes me. “I can control it,” I say, though I’m not sure if I mean the beast—or myself. Lucian laughs under his breath, sharp and humorless. “Control is an illusion. It will take what it wants.”

~Baby, I'm preying on you tonight Hunt you down, eat you alive Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals Maybe you think that you can hide I can smell your scent from miles Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals~ -(Maroon5) Animals ---------------- ----------------- Stefanos: Just like the previous day, I found myself back in the flower meadow, but this time with Draco and Xenia.