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“I don’t tell them everything. There are secrets I’ve had to keep from them before. If this is truly something they don’t need to know, I won’t be the one to tell them.” I sighed deeply. Fuck. I was really about to divulge a secret that wasn’t mine to someone else. But I needed someone that could help, and I needed some direction. I wasn’t good at giving backstories and all that shit, plus if Alpha Adrian was serious about five minutes, we only had a few left.” “Onyx is a vampire and werewolf hybrid.” No sense in beating around the bush, I always say. “Wait. What? How? Oh! Her mother, Iliana. That sneaky bastard!”

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I was sure. I sighed and flipped it open again, running my fingers across the stiff old pages. The writing inside was tiny, neat, and definitely older than anything I had ever seen in Father’s library. Each chapter had illustrations of different beasts, creatures I’d only heard whispers of. Gargoyles, gnomes that were alive, serpent women and even sirens. None of these existed though… or did they? I could feel my head throbbing from an oncoming headache so I just shut the book and stared at the ceiling of my room.

Alpha Horrell was on the verge of having a full blown crisis because although he was a veteran at war and had shed the blood of so many, it still didn't make this disgusting scene any less spine chilling. Especially with the obvious smokes of dark magic wafting of the dead bodies of the rogues, it did nothing but spell the start of something catastrophic for them. Whispers of the prophecy entered his head making him shudder. Had it begun? What the goddess talked about? Had it started to take form? It was barely a few days since they just barely recovered from the upheaval of war and now, they are back on the chopping board yet again. "Nehyr! Someone get Nehyr here immediately." He commanded,

She knew better than anyone else how the pup came to be. She tried to see if Carlin felt even the slightest bit of remorse toward her. "Carlin, ever since Uriel died and your mother suggested that you and Allison mate to carry on the pureblood lineage, I feel an intense pain every night. I've never heard of the Moon Goddess being so moved that she would allow a dead spirit to take physical form at night before. Is the pup actually yours?" Johanna asked.

Through their bond, Mira felt her daughter's confusion and growing distress. "She can't reach them," Vera said softly, her sensitivity to magical disruption making her pale. "The dead zones aren't just blocking the network—they're consuming it." "Consuming how?" Marcus demanded, arriving with fresh reports from the border territories. "Like a hunger," Vera replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can feel it at the edges of my consciousness. Something that feeds on connection itself, grows stronger by severing the bonds between living things." Grandmother Isla entered the chamber with several Shadowmere elders, their expressions grave. "We've found references in the oldest texts," she a

HIS CURSE; HER BLESSING (Isla’s POV) The chriping sound of the birds woke me up from my sleep. I barely slept after meeting with Sebastian. His words ringed in my mind, each laced with a warning I couldn’t ignore. I had known stepping into the Seedorf family wouldn’t be easy, but I hadn’t expected to be threatened within the first twenty-four hours. Still, I wasn’t going anywhere. I dressed quickly, choosing a simple outfit, and stepped out of my room.

I slipped behind a broken section of wall, pressing myself flat against the stone. The footsteps passed. Two guards. Running. Running. That never happens. Guards don’t run. Not here. Not unless something is very wrong. I waited. Counted slowly in my head. Then I stepped out again. But this time… I didn’t go deeper. I turned back. Because something told me— Whatever was happening tonight… I wasn’t ready for it. Thorne POV The first wolf came from the left. Fast. Silent. Wrong move. I twisted just as it lunged, my claws tearing through its throat mid-air. Blood sprayed across my chest as its body crashed beside me.

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Horus asked, his eyes adopting a violet hue as his vision stretched to a place far beyond this battlefield to another and what he saw there caused his eyes to narrow in shock. “How?” he asked, for his eyes had perceived the image of the god he had descended upon this world with, Mut; but Mut wasn’t standing tall. She was sprawled on the ground, with Achilles standing above her, his spear driven deep into her chest! The two had been tasked with keeping Apollo and the other Olympian God, Achilles, at bay. Since Apollo and Achilles were here with a third of Olympus’s army, they had come with another god – Sobek. While Sobek didn’t thrive in battle like Horus, he and Mut were good enough to tie