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“Way stronger than any rogue I’d faced before.” “I know,” I whispered, barely able to catch my breath. “It’s like they weren’t even…wolves anymore.” That was when I looked down. The blood on my hands—it wasn’t red. It wasn’t the crimson I was used to, the kind that came with wounds and wars and too many years of violence. No, this was black. Thick. Oily. Like tar. Like rot. I blinked, thinking maybe I was seeing things wrong, but then I saw it on Nolan too. On Ava’s face. On Liam’s claws. On Shane and Jade. All of us. Covered in that black, putrid mess.

Rey's fingers traced the spines until they settled upon a tome titled "The Chronicles of Shadows: Unveiling the Secrets of Lycanthropy and Dark Arts." With utmost care, Rey and Lucius carried the book to a nearby table, their eyes filled with anticipation as they opened its pages. The text revealed the history and nature of Lycans, detailing their origins, abilities, and the curse that afflicted them. As they read, their knowledge expanded, shedding light on the connection between Lycans and the corruption plaguing their realm. They discovered that the Black Beast was a dark entity that thrived on chaos, capable of twisting the minds of Lycans and corrupting their instincts.

I must have been thirteen and still figuring out my feels for Landon. I turn back around, as I hear the click of the door. Landon stared at me, eyes no longer that warm brown colour I love, but cold and coal black. I have never seen him like this, but I have heard that Alpha's can get angry. This was more unnerving, because I could see the livid anger brewing under his skin.

I glance at Nyx, giving her a slight nod. “This is it,” she murmurs. “We hold the line.” And just like that, the battle erupts. Noah lunges forward, his claws extended as he charges toward me. I brace myself, meeting his attack head-on. Our claws clash, and I feel the force of his strength, but I hold my ground, matching him blow for blow. “You were never strong enough, Lorenzo!” Noah taunts, his grin widening as he pushes me back slightly. “That’s why I was the rightful Alpha, the king!”

Naelis followed her mother's gaze and looked in Lihont’s direction and her blood instantly turned cold. Lihont was no longer lying on the ground. He was standing up and he looked like something from a nightmare. His eyes were pitch black and even more terrifying was his leg. The missing leg had been replaced by a limb made of thick, swirling black shadows and in his hand, he was holding a long spear made of pure darkness that seemed to swallow the light around it and he was aiming it directly at Naelis's heart. "If I go to hell," Lihont screamed, his voice sounding like a thousand demons, "you are coming with me, little bitch!"

And we need to unite as wolfs ! Xander- black how long have you known? Black- 3 days! Xander- and you said nothing? Are you working with them? Black- no! Hell no .. how can you ask me that! Xander- i want him in chains till i am sure his on our side! Lori- you will have to chain me up too! Xander- no! And my word is final! Lori- why? Xander- because I AM THE ALPHA OF BLOODMOON AND YOU IN MY LAND !

Beta Noir was leading the patrol group for the night. He had made it his utmost aim to catch and extract information from every rogue lurking around in the darkness. He geared up himself before leaving for the packed gate where he’d meet the speedy awaiting group. He flexed up his muscles underneath his shadow black armor shins. Noir never really fancied color that much. As he approached the gate, he saw Alpha Damon come through it. He halted and bowed his head.

I’ll even help you deal with any of them. “And how would I know you won’t back stab me?” “The same way I know you won’t. It’s not your reputation. Look up Black Dogs. You know of them?” “Order of mercenaries.” “Bingo,” the man said. “Asked them about Vanargand.” “I see.” “You heard of the name?” “It’s another name for Fenrir, monster-wolf of Norse mythology.” “I thought using Fenrir could be copyright infringement, or just piss the guy off.” “That would be unwise.”

But the rules in the underworld made it less surprising, the strong takes it all in our world. The strongest lion will bow when he stands before a stronger lion, that was the case with all these mafia heads. "I don't care how you all do it, but you all have to use your resources. Find this person called Black and bring him to me. He's tried to harm someone close to me far many times now and I will take pleasure in killing him with my own hands." "Your wish is our command Lord Morano!" ----------

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”