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Luca moved swiftly, shielding Eve as blades glinted under the moonlight. Eve turned back to Kieran, her eyes blazing. “You knew this would happen.” Kieran smirked, his expression unreadable. “I set the board. Now let’s see how you play.” Rage burned in Eve’s veins. This wasn’t a test. It was a war. She launched herself into the fight, her wolf roaring beneath her skin. She dodged a dagger aimed for her heart, countering with a swift strike that sent her attacker sprawling. But the assassins weren’t ordinary warriors. They were hunting her.

A piece of glass was stuck in her chest, and Karen could smell the potent wolfsbane on her body. Eve. "No!" Karen whispered, covering her mouth with her hands. Eve had killed herself. Her last lead was gone. Karen watched, unable to move, feeling rooted to the spot. The guards dragged Eve's lifeless body out of the dungeons, the activity going with them. Karen leaned on the nearest wall, tears going her eyes. She bit her lip hard to stop her from crying out loud. She hung her head, her mind racing. Eve was dead. Her father was dead. Everyone who knew her personally from her old pack was dead.

"You've come at the perfect time! Look! The shame of the Snow Fang Pack! Elena betrayed our sacred vows and gave birth to this filthy vampire spawn! And Sarah... she—Elena hid her pup!" He snatched the hissing monster from the bed and held it up high. "As her Alpha, I demand the Council execute this whore immediately and purify our bloodline!" The pack members around them started murmuring again, their anger reignited. High Elder Vance stared at Lucas, his face an emotionless mask. "Purify the bloodline?" Vance's voice was like an ancient bell, making everyone's ears ring. "Yes!" Lucas puffed out his chest. "For the good of the pack!"

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She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w

“I will not sleep beneath his shadow any longer.” Naviah pressed, low and steady in Evelyn’s mind. “He is running on a story that feels like blood to him. He will not hear yours unless you make him, tell him Evelyn.” “My daughter was murdered,” Evelyn said, and the words landed between them like an iron ring catching fire. “Poison. By Alpha Adrian’s hand. I tore down the woman who helped pour it, and I would do it again in a heartbeat.” Soren didn’t look away. For the first time, something in his gaze shifted but not soft, deliberate, like a man acknowledging terrain he hadn’t expected. A recognition. Loss speaking to loss across a narrow bridge.

Two tides of dark blood collided detonating in a blinding crimson explosion that split Valenfort’s sky apart. The ground quaked. Buildings fell. From afar, Alaric watched through his scope. “If she wins,” he murmured, “Evelyn Cross will die. What remains… won’t be her.” Kael clenched his fists. “Then let her become the Blood Lord, better her than Genesis.” --- Amid the smoke and fire, Evelyn stood among the ashes. Genesis lay broken, half its body melting away. “You… will destroy… everything…” it rasped. Evelyn looked down, no hatred left, only sorrow.

It was enough ammunition to kill an elephant, and Caleb watched in satisfaction as Kyle finally fell backwards onto the steps, one hand still holding the metal railing, and lay there, covered in blood, unmoving. Caleb lowered his smoking gun, looked at Sam, who did the same, and slowly they put the guns in their belt, kids screaming and fleeing all around them. Caleb walked forward to examine Kyle’s dead body. He had never killed a man, not like this, not up close and not in any context outside of war, and his body was trembling from the event. Part of him, despite everything, felt bad. Here he was, having killed another human being. Or was he even human? Then again, this man had hurt his da

The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion. Before I could even break down, I saw a scene that shattered my heart. My twins ran happily into Sylvia’s arms. They clung to her and called her mother. “My children…my children…” Hearing my broken sobs, Kael laughed softly. “Your children were killed by me on the day they were born. These two are the children Sylvia and I conceived.” He looked down at me from above, a vicious smile appeared on his face. “Sylvia was successfully turned yesterday.You are no longer useful now. So why don’t you die now?”

His eyes remained dead, emotionless. As he sunk his teeth into my neck, aiming for the kill. Blood gushed out, warm and sticky. I lay there, consciousness fading. The rogue's eyes. Where had I seen them? Memories flooded back. The same eyes that haunted my nightmares. The same eyes that killed Naomi. Rage boiled within me. But my eyelids grew heavy. My heartbeat slowed. "His dead, King," echoed through my mind. And then, darkness. Everything went black. *KATHERINE POV*