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Thalia muttered, her words almost lost under her breath, earning a chuckle from Blaze. "I'm by a large tree. Just come straight down," Blaze directed. Thalia followed his instructions and soon stood before the tree. Blaze emerged from the shadows, causing Thalia to gasp, her eyes widening. "Cole..." she whispered, stepping towards him, tears shimmering in her eyes. "Is it really you?" "Can you see Ghost? If so, then I'm no ghost," Blaze teased. Thalia rushed into his open arms, holding him tightly and taking in his familiar scent. He was real. She felt the warmth of him against her and bit her trembling lip. "I thought you were gone forever."

Jobs were scarce when your last name was Chen and everyone in Coldwater knew your father died owing money to half the town. The straightaway opened up before me, and I twisted the throttle. The speedometer climbed at eighty, ninety, one hundred. My competitor, a rider on a Yamaha R1 who went by "Razor," was half a bike length behind. I could feel his frustration radiating through the night air. He'd been winning these underground races for six months straight until Ghost Rider appeared three months ago. He had no idea Ghost Rider was a woman. None of them did. That was the point.

reborn too? Blaze seemed to notice my surprise. He slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned around. His deep eyes silently looked at me. The streetlights cast flickering shadows on his face through the car window. "In our past life, I was there when you got into the car accident." My mind went blank. "I saw you getting hit and thrown into the air. I also saw Matthew and that woman standing across the street, watching coldly. Later, I called the police for you and took care of your funeral arrangements." Blaze's voice was soft, yet every word pierced my heart.

If he doesn’t focus, he’s gonna eat dirt at that sharp turn ahead. "Shit!" I curse under my breath, leaning forward instinctively. The Ghost Rider bastard grins, and it pisses me off even more. Max is panicking, his movements jittery as hell. Then it happens—a loud screech followed by the crunch of metal. The Ghost Rider’s tire slips, sending him skidding across the track like a rag doll. Max is sharp, though. He slows down just enough to let the asshole slide out of the way before speeding up again.

Blaze and his warriors went to Collins' pack to see the dead body and plan an immediate response to what's happening. "Alpha Blaze," Andrew Collins called, the Alpha of the Collins' pack. "Do you want to see the body now?" he asked. Blaze nodded his head and followed Andrew outside. They went to the pack's morgue and saw the body covered with a white cloth. Blaze slowly approached it and removed the fabric. "We found three silver bullets in his body. He also has fresh scars maybe after the hunter shot him some rouges attacked him," Alpha Collins said. Blaze returned the cloth to his body and clenched his hand.

Blaze’s fingers curled. “You idiot,” I hissed under my breath. Caleb held up his hands immediately. “Not an insult! I swear. Just… curiosity. You almost vaporized Sheila with your eyeballs earlier. A guy’s gotta ask.” “I will literally strangle you in your sleep,” I muttered. For a moment, Blaze didn’t react. He just stared into the fire. The flames danced across his eyes, reflecting something old… and tired. Then he exhaled. Long. Heavy. “I’m what your people call a Lycan.”

He was flying toward me, but… something was wrong. He landed roughly and almost tripped as he walked in. His wings looked torn. His eyes were pale. His breathing was slow. “Blaze?” I stood quickly, walking to him. “What happened? Did you get it? The stone?” He didn’t answer right away. He looked at me. Then he spoke slowly. “No. I couldn’t take it.” “What? Why?” He growled low. “A human stopped me.” My heart skipped. “A man,” Blaze continued. “He came out of nowhere… He used something… something that made me feel weak. It burned my chest. I could not move.”

Very fierce and scary. Blaze is unaware that he has been staring at the guy for a long time and that he flinched when his eyes suddenly met the piercing eyes of the guy he has been staring at. The guy's hot gaze seemed to penetrate the sunglasses that Blaze was wearing that he could almost feel its burning effect even if it's just a fleeting moment before the guy turned away and continued with their activity. Blaze continued to watch the guy with pure curiosity behind his expensive sunglasses, unconcerned of the people around him. The guy is all sweaty and a little burned under the hot sun but Blaze seemed to be entertained by the mere sight.

“Tug off that dirty old dustsheet and see what we got ya.” Blaze shook with excitement and yanked off the sheet with a squeal. “Whoa!” he expressed his approval the only way a little speed demon knew how. “Is that for me? He just saw a big-ass bike with the Captain America emblem on it. But what it really was, was the exact replica from the Easy Rider film. Jaxton bought it from a guy, who got it from out of state, and then sold it to me for a bargain price. As soon as I saw it, I immediately thought of Blaze. I knew he would appreciate it.

Onyx whispered to Blaze who furrowed his brows. Instantly, over 20+ men surrounded them and Matteo chuckled hard on the spot. "F*ck, I expected this!" Blaze grinned bringing out his pistol, Scar and onyx did too. "You can't escape this Blaze, Lucifer isn't in sight, Give back the drugs and I'll spare your life!" Matteo smirked. "Oh! Really!" Blaze grinned, instantly, he pulled the trigger as he shot one of Matteo men dead. "Fire!" Matteo yelled and his men pulled their trigger on Blaze and his two other men.