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Somewhere above me a window was letting in a thin slice of afternoon light, and dust hung in it, turning slowly. Then one book caught my eye. It was older than the ones around it, the spine cracked in a way that meant it had been pulled out and put back a hundred times, by a hundred different hands, over however many years the library had stood there. The Legend of the Lycan Kings. I said the title out loud, mostly just to hear my own voice do something normal, and pulled it free. It was heavier than it looked, the cover soft and a little sticky with age.

“Your mentor.” I leaned back slightly, studying her. “Then let’s be honest.” She nodded. “When your mother built her authority,” she began, “she didn’t inherit stability.” I turned slightly, giving her my full attention. “She inherited chaos. Betrayal. Men who believed they could control her.” Her voice remained calm, but every word carried weight. “And she destroyed every one of them. I suggest you remember that.” She opened the file and slid it toward me. “We’ll skip the surface and go straight to the spine of the empire.”

In addition, regarding the leak of Sabini Group case files, I will formally file a lawsuit against Dante Romano and my former assistant, Lucia Bianchi, on charges of misappropriation of trade secrets. I had just said that when my vision suddenly went dark, and I fell straight backward.

More determined than ever to rid the world of every Triad facility ever erected, and then going after Zazel and the army of moon walkers he was building. A/N- Greetings book beanz! This brings us to the end of LOTW 2 and will lead us into the final chapter. The title of book 3 along with its Title have yet to be announced; keep an eye out in The Legacy Dome for all future endevors. I can not thank you all enough for being part of this story with me, the journey has been long and not alwasy easy. Thank you for growing with me, and keeping the light on, even when I couldnt keep it on for myself. Cheers!

However, I have decided to pause book 8 and go back in order to do it justice, not only for the series and myself but, more importantly, for you, the readers. I am going to share something a little personal about myself - I am a perfectionist as well as AuDHD, and because this story and overall series has grown since I first started into having so many characters and plot points that intertwine, it proved extremely difficult to keep track of and keep it straight, which is why I made this decision to go back to the beginning and write it in order. Book 1 is The Rebellious Alpha. Book 2 is The Beta's Feral Alpha, which I am currently writing. Then we will have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and finally 8, whi

I only understood my sister's hatred after she killed me. Lydia Vale did not hate me because I had taken anything from her. When we were sixteen, the Blood Ledger appeared before us on the night of the red moon. Lydia stared at the crimson light first. The man smiled. "The Glamour Gift," he said. "Beauty that can bend a room before you speak. Desire, attention, invitations, worship." Then he looked at the silver light.

"Wait a moment. I'll find a book that contains information about the incident. Damian walked away, leaving Alex still standing, staring at Damian's library. "Here it is!" Damian shouted soon after. "Come on, come here Alex!" He invited Alex to sit down at a large table in the centre of the room. On the table was a large book sealed with a metal chain. Damian opened the chain with the same gold key. He opened the book carefully. On the first page of the book were The legacy that once was.. Clan Echelon: Past, Duty and Destruction.

The sun had long since set, and the library was now lit only by the warm glow of brass lamps. Piles of rejected books cluttered the tables like tombstones of dead theories. Fennigan reached for the very last book in the stack. It was a crumbling, nondescript tome bound in gray hide that looked like it had survived a fire. The title on the spine had worn away centuries ago. He opened it carefully, the binding cracking in protest. He flipped past pages of ancient genealogy and territory maps until he stopped near the end. His finger traced a faded illustration of a wolf surrounded by symbols of fire, water, earth, and air.

I asked, scanning the spines for anything that might stand out. “It was old,” Lysa said thoughtfully. “The cover was dark, almost black, with faded gold lettering. I think it was called ‘Legends of the Shadowed Moon’ or something like that.” “Here,” I said, pulling a book from the shelf that matched her description. The cover was worn, the title barely legible, but it was clear this was a book that had seen many years and many hands. I opened it carefully, flipping through the yellowed pages until I found what we were looking for.

0076: Dear Handsome and Strong Evil Spirit 007: Treasure Hunt 0078: Small Dk Joe 0079: I Know It Is You 0080; This Is Your World! 0081: The White Lady's Request 0082: We Did Not Kill HIm 0083: It Was Never An Error To Begin With _______ END of BOOK 1