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By now a fair crowd of pack members had encircled around the waterfall along with Mom, Alpha Zoe and her mates inspite of the gushing rain to witness the unfolding events. Suddenly, Micalo leaped over the rocks to go flying straight into the middle of the waterfall !!!! And when I expected to drown in the furiously high paced rapids, I felt my bones crack painfully and in the midst of a glaring golden light, I felt my hair grow longer, soft silken robes drape over my body and eyes spark in hues of golden and shining yellow. I looked just like Damon except that unlike his white robes, I wore the darkest shade of royal blue ones such that the next shade would have surely been black.

The sight of him fills her with a mix of dread and morbid fascination. She hurries over to the wardrobe, her fingers fumbling with the intricate latches as she struggles to open it. Inside, she finds an exquisite yet unsettling ensemble - a corseted bodice adorned with sharp metal studs, a full skirt of midnight-black silk, and a choker with a glittering obsidian pendant shaped like a serpent's head. With shaking hands, Hazel begins to dress, the garments fitting her like a second skin. The corset cinches tightly around her waist, making her feel both exposed and constricted.

That included Alphas under Seth’s rule, and the rumor of the prophesy had gone wild amongst them. Tonight, was for them to come along with their priestess to see for themselves that the prophesy was a fake. But it was also a celebration for our pack. We lost soldiers, but we won the war. It was a new dawn. My father may not be dead, but he was a coward. He was n nothing without his army, but we weren’t going to stop looking for him. Hazel planned to do a locating spell after tonight. As if on cue, she walked in, beautifully dressed. She wore a beautiful long red spaghetti strap, sequined lace dress without sleeves, and a long slit at the front, showing off her toned legs. Her hair was curled

Mia clucked her tongue. However, the facts were far from the truth. Mia went on to trample on those who reported to her even more. "I didn't make a bad choice. You will be a wise Luna," said Dave. "Thanks, dear. Oh yeah, what do you think of this long dress?" asked Mia again with a seductive look. Mia wore a long blood-red dress with glitter accents. It was glamorous, bold, and sexy. She chose the color because it symbolized the identity of the Blood Moon Pack. As the new Luna, she wanted to be the center of attention.

He left again like a man running a war from a tablet. The next evening, I met them in the lobby like we were about to execute a bank heist instead of watch a movie. Rory wore a beanie pulled low and glasses that were absolutely fake. Micah wore a plain hoodie and a cap, minimal and effective. Jace wore a black hoodie, cap, and a medical mask like he was hiding from germs and destiny. “Do I look normal?” Rory whispered loudly. “No,” I whispered back. “You look like a celebrity trying to look normal.”

Maybe if it weren't for that district, there wouldn't be such a thing. I started tidying up when I came to Hela and I's room. She is already there and being fixed. I took a shower first and waited for Tika. He was assigned to make me pretty tonight. Not that I'm not pretty right now. I just watch Hela adjust. She chose to wear a green off shoulder ball gown. And she looks like a fairy in what she is wearing. I hear Mnemo chose to wear yellow. That's also the case with him because he has a brunette.

All Alpha like that no one could dare cross his path. “Yeah.” I nervously let out, though not sure of what I had on. Caleb’s fashion designer had surprisingly clothed me in a black outfit. A gown with a sweetheart neckline and a slit by the side. My face was caked with so much makeup that I had difficulty in seeing my real face. My lips in a dark shade of purple lipstick. Dark, witchy and filled with power. That was what my whole makeup look was all about. With the combination of everything, I should definitely look like a Salem witch, awaiting trial.

Especially for humans? But one thing was strange. The clothes were full of dried blood spots. "Sometimes, when I was bored, I wore that clothes when hunting vampires with Damien," said Alexis as if she understood what was on Michelle's mind. Alexis finished with her training outfit. The curves on her body are so beautiful. Especially with those tight black rubber trousers. "Okay, looks like we should hurry to the backyard because Lord Damien is a person who does not like to wait too long." Michelle nodded as they walked out of Alexis's room together.

~Meara I stare at Hazel's wooden door, gathering courage. "Be nice," I bite out, looking sidelong at my mate. He looks out of place on Hazel's old porch. He's attempted to look more mortal, as he put it, which consisted of wearing plain clothing and styling his hair slightly different. It doesn't matter how he presents himself, he looks like an Alpha, and Hazel will be able to sense his magic. "You don't think I'll be nice?" He sounds a little hurt.