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The sheer force would crush anything beneath it. The spider bot shattered under the blow, sparks flying, then burst into roaring flames. "River, what the hell are you doing? That’s your work, your masterpiece!" Zane’s voice shook with disbelief. I didn’t answer. My eyes stayed locked on the burning wreckage. The bot’s power system shouldn’t have been capable of producing flames that large. It was another thing that didn’t add up. The fire raged for over ten minutes before dying down. I grabbed the extinguisher from the corner and doused the remains. The blackened parts scattered across the floor…

Zelda replied, her tone carrying a hint of regret. I sighed softly, feeling a pang of sadness for all the times I had felt lost and isolated. "Yeah, it was tough." "Geez, why did your mom seal me? We could have been besties by now,” Zelda grumbled in annoyance. I chuckled at her words. "I don't think it's too late for that," I reassured her, feeling a sense of warmth knowing that Zelda was finally awake and engaging with me. "Really? That's great then. If we are already besties, take me to Arnou."

Zelda seems to give me a Wolfie smile as Lorelei just huffs and curls up in the back of my head. I then, with only the help of Zelda. I tap into the last of both their strength and force myself onto my hands and knees. As I breathe heavily and then slowly get back to my feet, I face him. I know I am going to regret this, but I growl, “Is that all you’ve got?”

Ryan lunged desperately, only to get shoved into the mud. Zelda froze in place, muttering blankly, "Gilbert... the Gilbert heir... What have I done..." Refugees stared with disdain and curiosity, offering no aid. I lay in the comfortable embrace of the five-star hotel suite, the temperature perfectly regulated. Through the tablet that Marco had handed me, I watched the live feed. On the screen, Zelda borrowed a phone and frantically dialed Karl. When the call finally connected, she spoke urgently. "Mr. Rice, help me! I offended the Gilbert..."

Zelda, burdened by the weight of impending war, knew she had to protect her most precious treasure: her baby. With a heavy heart, she turned to Dawn, the trusted confidante, and pleaded for her assistance. "Dawn," Zelda began, her voice filled with both desperation and determination, "I implore you to safeguard my baby. Take them far away from this chaos, to a place where they can grow in peace." Dawn, her eyes reflecting the unwavering loyalty she held for Zelda, nodded in understanding. "I will protect the child as if they were my own," she vowed, her voice filled with unwavering determination.

❤️❤️ Aftermath (Part 4) ❤️❤️ Zelda landed outside the forest, Zelda was back to his four paws quickly, and tried to re-enter the forest, but a tail stopped him, more tails came out from the ground, building a fence.

Lilith caressed Zelda's back, whispering some words to her. I nodded, understanding her. Horace walked up and stood beside me, holding my wrist. "Zelda is more than just a cat, creatures like..." "Beautrix, my raven." Lilith said. "Ohh,... Zelda and Beautrix are bonded to Lilith's soul, and her magic is closely tied to their emotions." I said firmly to everyone, "Please be careful not to hurt them during their stay with us, and treat them well." "Lilith will be staying with us for a while till she's fit," I added softly, once again crouching and reaching out a hand. This time, Zelda didn't resist, allowing me to pet her gently.

Zelda interrupted. She was wearing a sleek black overall battle outfit. Silver bullet hanging on her waist and two matching hand guns. A silver mask covered the lower half of her face, leaving only her sharp brown eyes. "An honor for the human clan," Zelda repeated, she gestured for them to sit. Tyron ignores her, instead choosing to stand next to Helixa "Chief Zelda, I am afraid we didn't just come for a friendly visit," she said directly. "We're here to discuss ending the war between werewolves and humans."

Abigail groaned and turned away, muttering something about idiots and early funerals. Tunde patted the small shard hidden inside his vest pocket. It was jagged, faintly warm to the touch. Most Adrium had to be mined raw and refined before it was stable. But this piece—this one glowed faintly, like it had already been through the forge. Maybe it was worth something. Maybe enough. ……………………………… Tunde pushed open the tin door of their shack just as the last of the sunlight died. Inside, the shadows felt thicker than usual. A single candle flickered in a cracked jar. His mother lay still, her breathing labored, lips dry.

Warned us. I gave her a curt nod. Pulling her to the corner, out of harm's way. Walking back to the rectangular prism on the floor, I looked closely and saw they indeed linked the lines of the triangle with a trail of amber powder. Wolfsbane. I shifted to my wolf. Lethal canines were out, ready to rip into prey, and my claws were ready to strike. Zelda said a spell, protecting herself from any other unknown spells meant for a witch and using her foot immediately cut through the line of wolfsbane, breaking the long link.