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The thought made Killian's stomach churn guiltily. To make matters exponentially worse, he had just received words earlier that morning that a photo from their outing had surfaced online - one that didn't clearly show Killian's face but depicted Serena in an extremely compromising position. The image caught her in what looked like a passionate kiss with some indistinct figure that could only be Killian himself. Killian had scrambled to get all his resources working on taking it down wherever it appeared across the internet as soon as he'd been made aware of the photo's existence. However, he knew it was an impossible task.

Varek’s uncle. Lord Kael. “Well,” he said, voice smooth as silk. “Running away again, little Luna?” “Stay back.” He smirked. “You think I mean to harm you? No. I mean to save you.” “Save me from what?” “The curse,” he said, stepping closer. “The red moon’s fire burns those unclaimed. You’ve broken your bond. The only way to stop the burn is to take another. Me.” I stared at him. “You’re insane.”

The one who never let her boys rot in their father's image. She loved us. She loves me. Which is why the image of her in bed, bare and vulnerable, used like bait, wasn't just sick— It was a declaration of war. Sera's voice was gentler when she spoke again. "Call her, Killian. Ask her about the photo and about him. Something doesn't add up." I stared at the wall, at the smear of blood, and at my still-throbbing hand. Black Scorpion. The name felt like poison in my mouth.

"The Cursed wolf: Aurora in Shadow?" "Evidence Suggests Aurora's Powers Are Not From the Moon Goddess!" "Leaked Photos Show Evidence of a Curse—Is the Pack at Risk?" I sat up in bed so fast I got dizzy. My thumb scrolled furiously, tapping through article after article, my heart pounding louder with every new headline. My face stared back at me, pale, wide-eyed, captured mid-expression at the last ceremony. Someone had even edited dark shadows under my eyes, making me look like some possessed doll.

“I don’t want this power!” “But it wants you.” The wind howled through the frozen battlefield, the whispers rising again. Embrace it. Become it. End it. The light from the sky began to fall—thin shards like glass raining down, slicing through the air. Each one that struck the ground birthed images—of wolves kneeling, of moons turning red, of Cole’s body lifeless at her feet. Lila screamed, pressing her hands to her chest as pain flooded her veins. Her heartbeat thundered, too loud, too fast. She could feel the curse moving again, alive inside her, feeding on her despair.

I still need to inform them that Keyla is now part of our pack. " It's not going to last for too long, the luna is soon to be free. Keyla, our pack witch from now on, she has the cure for our luna curse."

And Kaiser also recalled Rai and Shane, as well as Stelle’s excuses about their female identities. Yes, Kaiser knows about Stelle’s secret, too, that he was also cursed to turn into a girl. Because it was Kaiser who ran into Stelle after Stelle was bullied for being so bookish. Stelle was pushed by his bully classmates into the fountain and the bullies immediately ran away for fear that they would be discovered with their bullying. Fortunately, Kaiser was there and reported those bullies. Then, he went to save Stelle, only to see Stelle’s panicking gaze.

“I may be wrong,” her voice was low but heavy with suspicion. “But he may have been stabbed with the Mekai.” “Mekai? What’s that?” Noah asked. “Do you Ptakkagaris know anything at all? The Mekai is a dangerous liquid that ends our immortally as descendants of the gods. The one thing that can kill all gods forever is the She rushed to the cot and touched his hand, “Caleb! Caleb are you okay? Can you hear me?”

He says, resting his hands on the car window. “You heard what Miss Katherina said, you can't question me privately without the presence of my lawyer,” I retort. He dismisses what I said and asks. “Tell me, Miss Ahvi, what do you know about werewolves?” The question immediately makes me raise an eyebrow of bewilderment. “Werewolves? Like the Twilight Saga movie?” What sort of question is that? What is he, five? He looks at me for a moment longer and then he smiles and pushes himself off the car. “I apologize for wasting your time. Have a great day, Miss Ahvi?”

Ruelle sat on the bed, her eyes went to Killian's trousers. “What's this?” She asked, grabbing what poked in his trousers. Killian groaned when Ruelle grabbed him making her leave him instantly. “I'm sorry, did I hurt you?” Ruelle asked worriedly and Killian shook his head. Ruelle seemed to finally understand what exactly that was. She blushed when she remembered the Korean comics she read. “What are you thinking of?” Killian asked when he noticed the light blush on her cheek. “Do you want me to suck it?” Ruelle asked, staring up at Killian.