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At the glowing gold reflection of my eyes in the shattered window of the wrecked van. Her expression changed. To fear. My heart sank. She was beginning to see the monster I'd spent my entire life hiding. The leader suddenly laughed. A desperate, triumphant laugh. "You've already lost." I frowned. "What?" He pointed toward Elissa. "Look at her." I turned. She wasn't looking at me anymore. She was staring at the blood from the syringe wound on her arm. It wasn't red. It shimmered. Silver. The moment the first silver drop touched the ground…

Something closer to breathing—vast, slow, and patient, as though whatever slept below had only just begun to stir fully awake. Elise's hand found mine, trembling despite everything she'd already survived tonight, and when she spoke, her voice carried a fresh, raw exhaustion that made my chest ache with fear for exactly how much more this endless night intended to demand of her. "I don't know if I have anything left to give this," she whispered. "Alaric, I claimed the Heart, freed the smoke, absorbed the first queen's grief, and just finished unwinding three centuries of manufactured cruelty from a stranger who used to be someone's brother. I don't know if there's enough of me left standing t

Elsie waited outside anxiously, carrying the lunch box fingers kept pushing, pinching her fingertips are starting to turn white. She wanted to hear what was being said inside, but the soundproofing was too good, and she wasalreadyon the door, but still couldn’t hear anything. Finally, when Elsie was already waiting impatiently, the door was finally opened. Elsie’s face was happy, about to lift her feet towards the inside, even, her face had piled up and extremely beautiful smile out. She is going to meet Pat with the perfect look. She was so pretty that there was no man who didn’t t love her smiling face, and she was sure that her Pat was the same. However, it wasn’t what Elsie thought. The

Maybe she isn't any different from all the women he knew, all after his wealth and the pleasure he would give. His heart was conflicted, feeling an ounce of pain for her. She must have suffered a lot,but for him, having such wealth meant that he needed an equally strong woman, and being bullied by her own family, that was something he wouldn't entertain. His women took care of themselves. Eliot strode out of the room and headed for his room. Eliot picked up his mobile to check up the time, five minutes to midnight. He slid it back to his pockets when he felt a buzz notifying him of an email.

Good. I run to Aleister’s side and turn him to face me. He looks at me with sheer terror in his eyes. I lean into his ear, my voice a deathly whisper, “You know, when humans willingly give us their blood, it is unwise to rape and kill their children, Aleister” I thrust my hand into his chest, my claws tearing easily through his flesh and wrapping around his beating heart. His eyes widen in panic as I squeeze the life-giving organ. “May Nyx have no mercy on your soul” I say as I tear out his heart.

the adult automatically said, as if on autopilot, his eyes glazed over as if in a trance. The stormy-eyed boy leaned over me, his teary gaze holding mine. "I will come for you." He promised, placing a silver pendant with a large sapphire in the center around my neck. He kissed me once on my forehead and then disappeared from my vision. The adult picked me up and left. I huddled into his chest, wanting to feel warmth, but only felt cold. Moments later, I was deposited in the middle of an emergency room. The nurse sitting at the counter saw me alone, covered in blood, and screamed. Several nurses and doctors came running out, and I was taken back and assessed. I was given a transfusion. And th

" I said and looked at her deep in her eyes. I could see something in her eyes. She was different somehow. I just couldn't put my finger on it. "I don't want the book Elena if anything, I wish I never touched it." Esmay said. "Forgive me if I don't believe that seeing that you almost killed me for it." I said and closed my eyes and disappeared out of the room. I didn't ask why they had the book out but I knew that I had to take it somewhere safe, somewhere far away from Esmay and I knew the perfect place.

I had to force myself to look at her face and focus on her eyes. “Do I need to spell it out for you?” Elsie’s voice was as smooth as satin. I had an idea of why she was here, but I wasn’t getting my hopes up. Even as I told myself not to get my hopes up, I felt my trousers growing tighter. Elise glided across the room; her hair bounced in silky coils with every step. Her fingers nimbly unknotted her kimono, revealing a set of baby blue panties and bra. I gulped as I felt all the blood in my body rush towards my dick.

I walked forward and looked down at the so-called "holy silver wolf of good omens" I had also given birth to a silver wolf in my previous life, but in truth, the silver fur and red eyes were just traits of albinism. There was no such thing as a bloodline advantage—it was all made up in order to affirm the Highlord's position. As for the so-called "strength" a silver wolf would have, it was just the wolfmen' way of covering up the crimes they committed against human women. Just then, Charlotte rushed forward like a madwoman but was pushed to the floor by half-elf soldiers.

Chapter 132: Shattered Illusions Elena's POV For a frozen moment, Elise and I simply stared at each other across the clearing. The silver fire had faded from my hands, but I could still feel its residue tingling beneath my skin, still seeing the afterimages of those visions burning behind my eyes. The girls' faces cycled through emotions so rapidly I could barely track them…shock, fear, understanding, and finally, it settled on something that made my blood run cold.