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I heard Amber uttered, "This is her fight," Feeling the anger channeling through my body, I grabbed the top of the wolf's mouth and the bottom, crying out as I tore him in half. Tossing the corpse aside, I fell to my knees, my body drenched in its blood as I sobbed, staring down at the nails that grew into claws, feeling fangs brushing against my bottom lip, "Oh my God..." Al whispered, "I monster!" I cried louder, "That is why I— I wanted that file so bad, because... I knew I was different,"

I feel whole again as I let a small flame dance over my fingertips. I can’t resist. I run outside and create the largest fireball I’ve ever made and throw it straight into the stream causing steam to rise from the surface, I’m back baby. I put on a well fitting pale blue dress that looks like it is made of ice, the back is covered. Not because of the cold but because I want Scott to think I'm still weak., I don't need to worry about the cold anymore, not now that my flames are back.

' Kisa could faintly feel the fire catching onto the corner of her clothes, emitting a terrible smell. 'My whole body will be on fire at this rate.' She was about to jump up from the couch when suddenly, a bucket of cold water poured all over her. The water extinguished the fire in an instant. Sara stood aside with the bucket in her hand and sneered, "Although you are destined to be burned to death, this is not the time. I need to have a witness to prove that it was suicide." "Hahaha… Hahaha…" Sara began to let out a wild laugh after saying that. Her laughter was eerie.

Unknown pov I was very angry, furious, and very disoriented, my men refused to help me find the last white wolf, it's starting to piss me off, I need her beside me so that I will become the stronger pack of all with her gift. Just then one of my men enter "tell me you find her already" "no sir, we did not see any white wolf, maybe the person is not of age yet" he replied me frightening

There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year. Social media accounts: Watpadd: swordofwhisper Dreame: sword of whisper Goodnovel: Marjo Ryna You can also message me at marjorhinah442@gmail.com for any inquiries. Thank you.

I managed to whisper through the pain and fear. **Kiran's story continues in The Lupian Chronicles: Fire (Book 3)

Zander was completely focused on me now, his computer and paperwork forgotten. “He was nice at first, but then when I went to come on break, he started getting pushy about joining me. Ash told him I’d catch him on fire, and we’d roast marshmallows while he burned.” Zander smiled. “Ash and his sense of humor never fail. I bet the Vampire avoids you from now on. Fire is one of the few ways to kill them.” “So, are Gargoyles the only ones immune to fire?” I asked.

Zephyr mumbled, roaring as he half-shifted and charged toward Arianna. The world seemed to slow. She saw Zephyr in the air, claws ready to tear her apart. No protection. But her body acted on instinct. Her arm swung forward, eyes shutting. Burning red. Flames erupted, sweeping across the cell and colliding with Zephyr. He caught fire. "Argghhhh!!!!!" •••••••••• Never in his life had Zephyr danced so much, but the burning flame did the work. Skin clenched, layers upon layers burned away, surging excruciating pain through every fiber of his being.

RAPHA OKOYE "Does your rogue wolf want to know what truly went down during the secret fire back then?" Amara’s text message flashes bright green on my phone screen, making my inner beast growl with sudden fury. "My mouth can tell your ears the absolute truth about your mother, Rapha, but my claws have terms first."

RAVEN When I see the sword cut through Rafe’s rear leg, I jump down from the rock and rush toward him. My wolf surges forth, aiding my speed, a desperate attempt to get to him. My eyes stray from the witch and the sword in her hand, to see Rafe faltering on the ground, growing slow in his movements until he’s flipped on his back, watching helplessly as the witch comes for him. I am focused on Rafe that I almost miss the wolf coming at me from the side. Not breaking my stride, I stretch out my arm and shoot a fireball at the attacker. Not bothering to see if they’re down, I leave them for someone else to finish.