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Her lips trembled, but she obeyed, folding her hands tighter in her lap. But the silence did not bring peace. Instead, memory pressed in—the garden, the sharp jolt before darkness swallowed me, and the moment earlier in the day that refused to leave my mind. Her. Adeline. I caught her scent in the corridor—faint, but impossible to miss. Herbs and earth, warm and sharp like crushed leaves. It always rattled me, tugged at pieces of memory I tried to bury. But this time, something else pushed through, heavier, sharper. Something primal roared in my blood, refusing to be ignored.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

panic begins to rise in my mind as I realize that we have left the borders of the Kingdom. Adeline stops in her tracks and her hackles raise along her back. A deep growl rumbles in her chest as she lowers her body to the ground in a defensive stance. Up ahead a large black wolf steps out of the darkness into the moonlight. His silvery-blue eyes stare at me as he growls at Adeline. Taking small steps forward Adeline continues to growl at the massive black wolf. He is easily twice our size. "Adeline," I yell at her through our mind. "Are you crazy?"

Personally, I wished she’d excluded me from the guest list entirely. But here I was, standing in a bright, fabulous living room after spending the night trapped in total darkness. Last night felt like a dream. No, a nightmare—but the bruises on my mind told me it was entirely real. Somehow, I’ve made a terrifying deal with Riven, or whatever the hell his name is. That man isn’t normal. His actions were psychotic. But I have to— "Adelina!"

With a cloth stuffed in his mouth. He saw there were two men sitting on the high chairs. They were just looking at him but they were too intimidating. He remembered how much he cried for Adam to untie him, to leave him, to send him back to Stephen. Speaking of Stephen. Another wave of shock trembled passed his body. He saw Stephen was thrown on the ground. He was hurt. He was choked. And then he bit Adam. His eyes turned yellow. His fangs elongated. And he killed Adam?

Their matriarch, glaring at them with half of her head shooting out the furthest seat, closest to the trunk. They’re probably used to seeing worse. “AHHHHH…” Adrian screams, pointing at me me with one hand and fisting his hair with the other. “SHE’S DEAD! WE’RE SEEING HER GHOST! LUCIEN WOULD KILL HIMSELF!” He shakes Nikolai, still pointing at me. Then he gasps, and almost falls out of his chair. “LUCIEN WOULD KILL US! WHAT DO WE DO? WHAT DO WE DO?!!”

Chapter 83 “This isn’t true,” Adaline blurted out immediately, her voice shaking violently as she stared at the document in her hands. “I know what I saw. My mother’s name was there. It was this same hospital. No, no, no...” Her breathing became uneven as she flipped through the papers again, her trembling fingers almost crumpling the edges in desperation as though the harder she looked, the more the truth would suddenly rearrange itself into something that made sense.

Saw the blood drip into her mouth. “No!” Yvette screamed. The memory ripped away. She fell to the ground, gasping. The ghost of Adeline leaned over her. “You cannot undo the pact,” she whispered. “Only pass it on.” “No.” “Then she dies.” --- --- Yvette stood slowly. Her whole body trembled. “I will never give her to you.” Adeline smiled sadly. “Then take her place.” The room spun. The candles flared. Yvette collapsed into darkness. --- When she awoke, she was back in Cara’s room.