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I tilted my head, asking her if there was anything she needed. “Nat? What’s wrong?” I asked. She didn’t speak. Rather, she pulled me closer. Her face is now buried under my neck and her heavy sighs are creeping through my skin. “Natyaramona!” I called again, probing for the matter. “B-blood....” she managed to utter before fainting in my arms. My eyes widened as my body froze. Natya is a witch and a she-wolf. Her asking for blood could only mean one thing - she was successfully converted into a vampire.

Alpha Gray undressed, and they stepped under the warm stream of water from the large rain showerhead. Nueva watched as the water glistened over Alpha Gray's strong physic flowing down over his hard abs and narrow hips, lingering there for a moment. Before, she trailed her lazy eyes up to his face; Nueva could tell that he was exhausted. A week of not knowing where she was, showed the signs of dark circles under his intense eyes and a thick black stubble covered his strong jawline.

Celestin opened her eyes and got up from bed without any expression. She went straight into the mirror, just a few steps across her bed, and look at her young reflection. A pale-faced woman appeared before her, with gray hair like ashes from a fireplace and eyes like ice, clear yet cold. "I'm 18 again. How nice." She sarcastically smirked after. Celestin always regresses at the age of 18, just three years before her supposed death. 'I have no time for this. I must continue where I left off.'

WARNING: this chapter contains descriptions of sexual assault === The room instantly felt too hot and Chloe tried to swallow, her mouth feeling dry. A hand on her naked arm made her jump and she looked up to find Nathaniel towering over her, his eyes lasciviously roaming over her body. “You know, I never found my mate?” Nathaniel suddenly spoke, his voice low. “I searched and searched but after years of disappointment I finally gave up. For a while I was okay with not having a mate, not having a family but as I get older I realise that I can’t run this pack alone and certainly not forever. The pack needs a Luna. We need hope that there is a future…”

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

Alice. ** Grey gazed at a white building surrounded by acacia trees. The hospital was enclosed by a two-meter-high wall, with a silver sign displaying its identity. As Grey entered, he noticed two ambulances parked in front of the hospital, and the front lobby was filled with advertisements and notice boards displaying the hospital's rules. As Grey proceeded further inside, a nurse immediately halted his steps. The nurse inquired about Grey's purpose for coming to the psychiatric hospital. Upon explaining his intentions, the nurse directed Grey to the hospital director, who also served as a doctor there.

The charcoal smudged his fingers, and he didn't care. He was still afraid. The nightmare of Caius was a constant companion. The journey ahead was long and fraught with peril. But in the act of drawing the world as he saw it, with his own untethered hand, he found a tiny, fragile piece of himself that the gilded cage hadn't been able to touch. He was Liam Gray, a ghost with a sketchbook, and for the first time, that identity felt less like a prison and more like a blank page.

Alina bit down on a leather strap to keep from screaming. “The grey is trying to take root,” Mother Elara explained as she worked. “If I don’t get it all out, it’ll spread. Kill her from the inside.” “Will she be okay?” Kaden asked. “Ask me in an hour.” It took three hours. By the time Mother Elara finished, Alina’s hands were raw and bleeding, but normal colored. The grey was gone. Alina lay on the bed, shaking with exhaustion and pain. “Lena?”

Mile’s POV We stepped out of the library and stood across the street to wait for a cab. Graham wouldn’t stop staring at the book in my possession so I handed it over to him without uttering a word. As soon as he got it, Grayham began to open the book and then fiddle with the pages. A few moments later, there was an unsatisfactory look on his face. Then he finally turned to me. “All I can see here are lists of infectious diseases and plaques that affected the city years ago.” He looked at me. “I’m not even sure if this book will help.” He sighed.

Something that enjoyed this. And that terrified me. But his father? Alpha Grayson was a different kind of monster. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe this was just about bringing me back to the Blue Cross Pack. No. He wanted something. The journal. The cure. Me. And if the rumors were true? I might not survive finding out. Another tear fell. I swiped at it angrily. No. Stop.