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""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

“Why would they not recognize me? They are my family.” “You were never a part of their family, at least that is what they remember.” Charon sighed when she just stared at him, “You see, when a god or goddess becomes discovered he or she joins the divine realms and leaves his or her mortal life. Thus, anyone who knew of his or her existence as a mortal must have their memory wiped out. Goddess Lenthe personally saw to it that everyone who knew the madam will have their memory of you removed.” “What??” Angelique was out of words. “How dare you?”

"You know it?" "I've heard the name." "Where?" "In my father's notes." "Why didn't you tell us?" "Because I thought it was a myth." Aria stepped closer. "What does it do?" Gabriel opened the black book. "The seven gates control the Void." "And the Eighth?" "The Eighth controls the Devourer." "Then the First Door?" Gabriel looked at her. "It controls the First One." Silence. Aria understood. "The First One is trapped behind it."

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'

I turned back to my father. "With all these clothes, why are they still topless?" I arched an eyebrow. "Well, they—um—they're special women—and—and—" Dad stuttered with a redden face then turned way. "I think we should move on, Nikita." After a while, we reached another gallery, where Dad pointed at a seven-foot tall stone statue and said. "That's the statue of Vishnu, sweetie." "Who's Vishnu?" I looked up at the smooth stone figure as we stood there. It was a male god with eight arms, holding different items in his hands, a conch, a discus, a lotus, a mace, but other items seemed to be missing.

FLASHBACK | Earlier The spiral staircase leading to the main office rapped with the soft taps of Yeojoon's shoes against the tile. It was neither cold or warm as he walked towards the huge, golden doors, with the image of ornate designs, depicting a hand with a lightning bolt. He breathed in and out, bidding his time before he opened both doors, taking a step in as he let it close by itself behind him. "Father, you called for me." Yeojoon's voice stayed calm, placing himself about a meter away from where the god of all gods sat. "Again."

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

They all shuddered at his ruthlessness. “How can we trust you that you will also let our world go?” Arlen asked. “After all, our world still has the Gate.” he said. They nodded in agreement with what Arlen said. “You don’t know?” Nicht looked at them in surprise. “You only have to kill the guardian of the Gate so that the Gate would also disappear.” He answered. They were stunned. Nicht maliciously smiled. “So you don’t know…” he muttered. “The Gate only appears because someone was born to guard it. In short, its guardian was born.” He said. “Kill its guardian and the Gate disappears!” he told them.

The Gate was alive with energy, pulsing in rhythm with his presence, acknowledging his authority as its chosen guardian. As he stepped closer, the runes on the Gate shimmered and changed, the lines of ancient symbols twisting and reforming before his eyes. They were patterns he recognized—warnings, instructions, cryptic glimpses into the unknown. The power within the Gate surged, a wave of energy so intense it brought Veyron to his knees. His hands cradled his head as the visions flooded him.

"Sometime after the last guard rotation. She didn't scream. Didn't cry. It's like she wasn't even here anymore." Veyra stepped closer, studying the symbol. Her blood pulsed with a deep, uncanny rhythm as she reached out, not touching, just feeling the pull of something ancient and wrong. "This is a Soul Gate," she whispered. Jon's brow furrowed. "What?" "Mother used to speak of them—only in passing. Portals carved in sacrifice. Not of magic, but of soul. The Order... they're trying to open a passage. Not between lands. Between realms."