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I walked out from the room wanting a coffee, suddenly bumped into someone because my head is full of thoughts. He bowed and I bowed because I'm too lazy to say sorry. Suddenly I found a yellow liquid in a small bottle. It's the same color as the injection 2 months ago. I quickly looked at the guy who I bumped and he already gone. I ran quickly to Deandra's room and find nothing. That guy is sure weird. Wearing a black cap inside the hospital but I let it slide not caring. He dropped this yellow liquid and I'm positif that he's working for someone or he's the one.

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I was more determined than ever to kill Dezrael before she could even think of coming after him. Everything was kind of slow motion and I felt dazed, I didn’t hear a word that the pastor said in the church and I kept looking at that small coffin. I had his stuffed dinosaur in my hand, and I tried to focus on it as I remembered every single moment with him. We stood up for the last prayer and then we would carry his coffin outside to the hearse. He would be cremated, and his ashes scattered in the clearing like every other wolf of our pack.

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

“In the Flying Death we have something called a Blood Card. Mine were Stephen and Nina Mitchell. Nina, though my biological mother, was never any sort of mother. She’s a shell of a person and won’t ever be capable of more. Stephen, some sorry sack of shit she married but never mated with, thought I was his personal punching bag. His to do with what he wanted. Whatever he saw fit and she never stopped him. Well, gentleman, I’d like to introduce myself. My name … is Punch Dennison and I am the Reeve of the Flying Death. And no, I will never be Alpha. Because an Alpha can look past his violence and not let it cloud his judgment,” I say, my eyes immediately searching for Mags. She’s gone and I k

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.

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My death, the concealment of my death from the world, and the perfect hiding for the murderer… "Alright, I get it." She reached out to wipe the tears from her face and returned to the elegant look. "I will remember that." Charles and Derek were relieved to see that. I was watching everything that happened from the side. It did not matter to me. I knew long ago that they did not love me. Even so, why did my heart still hurt? The next day, Susan went to the crematorium alone and collected my ashes. She did not go home directly but went to the orphanage where I was found.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.