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Froze in place like a statue, his skin taking on a gray, crystallized appearance as his life force was completely drained. He fell forward, hitting the floor with a sound like breaking glass. Dead. Completely, utterly dead. Eve stared at the body, at what she'd done, and felt something crack inside her. She'd killed before.....Cassandra in the dungeon. But that had been execution, punishment for betrayal. This was different. This was self-defense, yes, but also... murder. She'd killed someone in cold blood, drained them dry, and part of her had enjoyed it. The scream built in her throat before she could stop it.

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

How could Eve die? A/n: yay! The last chapter, thanks a lot for reading till the end 🤗 Love y'all my readers 😘

She wasn't just an assassin. She was a nuke. "You want to hit the armory?" "Tonight?" "Why wait?" Arielle asked. "You purged the spies." "Kaelen is blind right now." "He doesn't know we know." "Let's hit him while he's deaf and dumb." Lycian grinned. A wolfish, savage grin. He liked this plan. He liked her. "Prepare the jet," he said into his comms. "Combat loadout." "We're going hunting."

Because I did not know why, but I just could not come to believe what Hayden had told me. It was not just a nightmare I had seen that day. It was reality. Something that was going on with the Daemoniums. But I did not understand. I was the one who had killed the Daemonium brothers. I was not sure if I had left Redford territory the time when the Daemonium family was murdered. And I had not seen Eve's parents in my nightmare. It was about Daemonium brothers only. I had not seen how her parents died.

Eve's POV "Kill her." When I heard that familiar voice, I opened my eyes at once. There were men in front of me, their eyes glowing red. They looked at me as though they are ready to kill me. I felt nervous but the nervousness I was feeling faded when I saw who was standing a few steps behind the vampire men in front of me. It was Carter.

But something about that name… My mind drifts briefly to Evelessa. Her strange powers. Her connection to ancient bloodlines. The way people react to her. The way enemies suddenly start dying around her. No. I shove the thought away immediately. Evelessa is chaos. But she is not a serial killer. Lucian watches me. “You’re thinking too hard.” “I don’t like coincidences.” Alexander stands. “Well if it makes you feel better…” “What.” “If someone is killing rogue wolves…” He shrugs. “They probably deserved it.” Alexis nods.

“Agh! Why are you shouting again? Who has the time to die, huh? With the amount of workload I carry on my head everyday just because my alpha had to marry his bride with complete marriage rituals without a single flaw, of course, I don’t think about killing myself anymore. I think of dying for some idiot.” “Who? You got yourself a lover? How dare you not tell me?” “You are really annoying! Do you think a man will only die for a lady he loves?” “That’s how it happens in stories, I guess. At least in the stories Zeve reads…” I covered my wide open mouth. How does he know about the novels I read in my free time? Don’t tell me he reads them too! Agh! Morfan hissed, “you are seriously a gone case

Trigger Warning This book contains numerous controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers including detailed scenes of death, violence, sexual content, kidnapping, sexual abuse, war, mentions of abortion, possible miscarriage, cheating, and LGBTQ+ relationships. Viewer discretion advised! *** Frey I've heard of she-wolves that were left to fend for themselves after discovering that they were pregnant.

“We could not get in. When Cooper closed the door, it was locked.” I expected Eve to rant, but she didn’t. Her hands were busy again, taking another pouch labeled with KEYS. She took a bunch of keys, then she stood up, leaving the bag on the ground. Realizing what she was about to do, I grabbed her arm before she could advance toward the freaky mansion. “Where are you going?” I asked, almost whispering to her. “Inside?” She answered, her eyebrows raised. She turned to her kids. “You stay here. I have to check what exploded inside.”