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He said it keeps him fit. The man leans forward and says with a sly grin, “Well, you are from Liddicoat, so you still don’t know, but the Lycan king has been traveling for the past two years to search for his Lost Luna. You know, that plain-looking woman with massive magic and insane, god-like skills.” “What woman?” I ask, pretending not to know. “Luna Serra Lore-Dunkerson. Although, she’s Mage Serra now if she’s still alive. You might have difficulty earning the Lycan king’s love if he is still searching for his Lost Luna.”

I wonder about the other things I do not know about him. And he said he's called Alpha Lord Lugard, the person from my dreams. This sounds so unreal, I mean, I will see an animal then later, I will see it turn into a human. I think I was being warned, oh, I understand this now. Hmm, I didn't also know he was Lugard and not Drake. However, if that's the case then why do I feel serene when I sleep in his arms?

he giveth true answers about hidden treasures; he reveals where serpents can be seen and delivers them harmless. Many of the beasts written in the pages would offer the location of treasures. But Lloyd felt himself looking at this small piece again and again. "Typical..." Lloyd turned the page, searching for an image. "The name is smudged and there's no bloody picture. But maybe there will be in one of the others. I just...have a feeling about this one." He continued to flick through, shuddering at the depictions of the demons and creatures that tore at the souls of mortals. One needed courage and power to summon them, those who did were in no ways weak. But then their powers dwindled and on

I think I need to find him… but if I do, how can I find him when I don’t know what he looks like? Will he come to my rescue? Will he end these mysteries?

Adam scrolled down, his eyes scanning the titles, until they fell upon a book titled "Wolves and Their Subclasses." A surge of excitement coursed through him, and he couldn't help but hope that he had finally found the right place to uncover the mysteries of the Tyrex wolf. Gathering his resolve, Adam hastily made plans to visit Domino's Shop of Myths and Legends, eager to quench his thirst for knowledge once and for all.

He smiled, seeing my confused face. "They love to play pranks on me all the time. Saying that they want my stern face to soften up even for a bit." He genuinely chuckled while saying that. I could already feel how much they loved my mate, even without meeting them directly. "This book." He started to sound serious while tapping the book in front of us. "It is the North's ancient history itself. It contains all of what one Lord should know to rule efficiently. Every secret, curse, prophecy, and power itself."

Whatever the truth was, I would neither falter nor hesitate. Since our paths had crossed, I would simply watch how everything unfolded. So long as he didn’t try anything foolish, I didn’t mind keeping him by my side. Medusa Valley was too strange and mysterious. Something deep within me kept telling me this journey would uncover far more than Olivia’s whereabouts. Ancient secrets. Forgotten mysteries. Truths capable of affecting the entire supernatural world. Having someone with even a little knowledge of this place wasn’t such a bad thing after all. “Look, my lord!”

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

Alpha Jaden asked obviously interested in this unexplainable event. "The Wizard gave me a certain book to hold, he said it contains ancient mysteries of the past and how they could be weild in the present world today" Valerie stated. She hurriedly rushed to her room in search of the book; she opened the shelve and there it was... the ancient book of mysteries. She took the heavy book back to the living room where everyone was seated. They had placed Leo''s body in the table. Valerie began to open pages of the big book and continued as she searched for any solution to this mystery but, it seemed none was coming forth.

They moved deeper into the library until Pat stopped at a lone pedestal in the center of the room. Upon it sat a thick, dusty tome bound in what looked like pale, cracked leather. The cover bore no title—just a symbol: a blazing fire crowned by three horns, with jagged lines splitting its base. Pat opened the book carefully. “Mad kings of the underworld” Jo leaned in, reading the strange, curling script etched in faded ink. She flipped to a brittle page near the middle and read through the passages. Jo squinted at the faded riddle, where she finally saw a mention of the name “Malrik.”