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Mia's POV "Yeah," I grinned at her. "Now please someone tell me what is going on? How did everyone get here?" "There is little time for that," Amelia said, a scary amount of hope alight in her eyes. "Alpha King Hazel has gone mad and he is turning people left and right corrupted." I could see that everyone was surprised to hear this. But the forest itself whispered to me that she spoke the truth. "But he also has a way to cure the corruption. It is a wand in beneath his throne."

"By going back to the real world to save them... you can do it, Rowena. Your blood awakens those dead vampires and werewolves, you can easily send them back to death." "How? This time around, don't speak in riddles, or I might change my mind about saving your children," I said firmly. She smiled faintly before answering. "A sprinkle of your blood on their bodies will send them back to death. That's how powerful I made you, Rowena." She reached for me, but I stepped back, resisting her touch. "How do I get back to the real world?" I demanded. She made an attempt to snap her fingers, but she stopped midway, looking at me with pitiful eyes. "I'm sorry I gave this kind of fate to you. I had no c

I asked hiding the bite in my tone, “The creature you regenerated, do you know of his whereabouts?” “Yes I do, he is currently with me, sir.” “Okk we need him sedated and brought to the lab.” “Why would I do that?” I asked with anger evident in my tone. The Chief sighed at the other end of the phone, like he had predicted I would be furious. “ Listen carefully Athalia, the creature you gave in there is a reincarnation of Hexus, the God of lust and desire.” I rolled my eyes at his analogy.

Harry asked, his voice low but sharp, demanding the truth. Alex swallowed hard, the lump in his throat making each word a struggle. He took a deep breath and recounted everything—the box, Logan’s transformation, the fire, the chaos, and Rafael’s terrifying fury. Every detail, every moment of uncontrolled power, he relayed with care, aware that Harry’s reaction would be crucial. Harry listened silently, his face darkening as each revelation sank in. His fists clenched briefly, a flash of fear and anger crossing his features, then subsiding under his usual calm authority.

As time went on, he felt that Heinrich was becoming more and more like Harriet. But why didn't he like him? Was it because he is a man? Ezekiel did not know that Heinrich was the sole disciple of Cynthia Delaroche, the last Archmage, and Harriet before her reincarnation. No one in this world knew except Heinrich himself and Liam who remembered the past. At the same time, Heinrich slowly started to like Ezekiel's current attitude. It seemed like the news that Ezekiel was the victim of Sorcery in the past year was true. Sorcery was so vile that it changed Ezekiel's true nature.

Spinning around he grabbed me pulling me to him. “Forgive me” he whispered against my neck before sinking his teeth in my mark. The feeling I felt when Hector channelled us, I now felt with Axel. This had been what he asked of Henrik. He was willing to go completely insane and risk everything to save Hector. Releasing his grip, I pulled away from him his eyes one green one red. All our powers now channelled through one unstable being.

The faint, internal glow in his irises slowly fades as he leans back, meticulously licking the corner of his mouth as if he just tasted something deeply bitter. I shift uncomfortably in my seat, immediately tugging my sleeve down to cover the small, already healing puncture mark. “What exactly do you mean by that? It saved Zeke’s life. It was the only way.” He sighs, rubbing a delicate thumb over his sharp jawline. “That spell...the ancient parchment you touched, it wasn’t just a source of raw dark magic, princess. It was a sophisticated trap. Malakai used the necessary physical contact to leave a permanent, personalized mark on you. Like a magical print.” His gaze meets mine, unflinching an

He smiled. "What?!" Everyone shouted. "R-really?" The geeks blinked in unison. "You sure about this, sir?" Ada asked. "They're mortals. You just said they mustn't learn of our existence." "Yes. However due to all these recent events, already their lives are now in grave danger..." the Wizard briefed. Making the teens gulp nervously, "In danger? Wait! Are we going to die or something?" Henry Garrix passively ambled over the geeks with the same intimidating body language. "I'll revive your tainted memories now." With a wave of his hand, Garrix reverted all of Dorian, Maddie, and Zachary's memories.

I deserved to know, right? Alpha Henley spewed curses as he kept digging. An omega had brought three garden forks to proceed faster. Varla yelled out complaints and screamed expletives about the dirt getting in her mouth, eyes, ears and hair. The omega did it purposely but kept on apologizing. I giggled. “When will you stop keeping secrets from me?” Alpha Hudson whispered through clenched teeth. “Now tell me, why is she glowing? Is she a witch or not?” Heron chuckled and pecked my lips. “My sweet Mikayla is a fairy-wolf.”

"I definitely killed you." Harry's smile widens. "Yeah, you really did. Only that was Harry." He gestures to his body like it's a suit he's borrowed. "But don't worry, just call me Harry. The name is kinda cute, honestly. I transferred my soul into his body when I found him dead, and now all I want is a sweet good death for his pack. A death which is going to be done by y'all here, except that I'll be in there feeding y'all with enough information to make it happen." The confession hangs in the air. Soul transfer. Body possession. This thing wearing Harry's face isn't Harry at all.