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Per say no time had passed at all up here , it had only been three minutes since he left. He went towards her, bending down to kiss her on her forehead. A silent prayer for her to come back to him. Taking out the book Hades had given to him, he walked over to his reading nook, sat down and started reading. The book was about necromancy and didn't ways to perform them, writing by the necromancer himself of course. It was even signed for Hades. Raphael rolled his eyes and seeing that he'd tried most of these spells he flipped through the book a bit until a peculiar practice caught his eye. The text was about raising someone who's spirit hadn't left their bodies yet. It was quite a stretch but

what he did to me? Discover more about myself. Discover who I am as a shifter, and why he is laying claim on me? He’s been watching over me and following me my entire life but, always bound to the shadows. As we reach the borderline of Sheamus’s pack, I begin to feel that something is intensely wrong. I don’t think this has anything to do with my leaving Sheamus, something is telling me that Hades is here! I was under the impression that he couldn’t escape Greece. What changed? I feel in in my bones, Hades is here, and he has come for me. He will burn this werewolf world to the ground if he doesn’t have me. I keep getting told this in my head. Sure enough, we pull up to the packhouse. I scr

When it comes to Ravenna, I believe Hecate cares for her more than me. “Here, I was going to hide it back where I took it but now you are here, you should have it back, I want to clear all the debts.” I said and handed her the book. the book of dead. This should not come in hands of Diana or Ravenna either. Only Hecate could handle the power of it. She stared at me for a full long minute and then at the book before taking it back from me. she opened it and see through its pages before realization dawned upon her.

His presence was tense, as if he was waiting for something to move in the shadows. “Black magic,” he murmured, reaching for a book with gold-edged pages. The cover had a strange sigil, one that pulsed faintly under the dim lighting. I frowned. “This place… it doesn’t feel right.” It wasn’t just the books. There were jars placed on a nearby table—each containing murky liquids and unidentifiable objects floating within. Some looked like dried-up hearts, others like small, shriveled hands. I swallowed hard. Hades exhaled sharply. “It’s worse than I expected.”

—JASMINE. - As Hades approaches, Denzel's grip on my arm tightens, the book of his elbow digging into my crane like vice. I can sense his unease, his uncertainty, as he attempts to assert control over the situation. "What is the meaning of this?" he demands, his voice firm but laced with a hint of trepidation as Hades comes close to us. Hades' entourage, comprising Ezra, Logan, and Xavier, fans out behind him, their eyes fixed on us with an unnerving intensity. Ezra's gaze flickers when he sees me, a fleeting moment of recognition before his expression turns neutral.