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No cars, televisions or roads. He made his way to the palace, angry that his carriage had shown up two hours later than usual. He noticed that the streets were empty. He entered the king's quarters, bowing as he came in presence of the king. "Harver Morvacain. I've been expecting you". "King Trafford... ". "Urgency, please. The Lioness claim you're the man for the job. I need your help in retrieving a book". "Book? " "The Book of Shadows. Lies beyond the mountains, for anyone daring enough to embark on a journey that kills most men".

Mavric and Liora stared toward central London, preparing for a suicide mission that would determine the future of their dynasty. However, on Liora’s still-lit laptop screen, a new email arrived from an anonymous sender. It contained only one sentence: "Do not come to Westminster. Mother awaits you at the Tower of London. The labyrinth is circular." END OF CHAPTER 175

“I am sorry Alpha. But the dramatic actions sometimes impress ideas deep in the minds of the listeners. The news is simple. A very strong werewolf has been found on earth.” “Is it a turned wolf or something?” asked Lord Tamiel. “No! She is a born werewolf, with mysterious powers. Her aura shows me that. We shall leave no stone unturned until we find and subdue her. I leave the running of affairs in the camp to you Tamiel and Ramiel, until I return.” “Yes, Sire. But who is she?” “She is my daughter, from late Lucy. Daria- the goddess of time

Tyr pointed his fingers at his brain and continued, “I believe you’ll outperform Senior Belisarius now that you are in charge of the Red Tower.” Jim asked Olympias to refill a bowl of grits for him. He blew at the food to cool it down before replying, “Boss, you don’t have to flatter me. The Liberated will take action soon, so we need to branch out. I’ll go to the Dragon Palace to find the third book, whereas you need to take a flight to find the fourth book.” “Hmm. Do you have any updates on the fifth book?” Tyr inquired. “It is said that the fifth book is the most mysterious of the five,” Jim answered after a brief pause.

He slipped the phone out, shielding the screen. Three new messages. He’ll suffocate you, moonlight. I’ll show you freedom. You want to say no, but your body already betrayed you. Meet me. One chance. Midnight. The old library wing. Eliot’s stomach dropped. Midnight. The words burned into him like fire. He should delete them. He should erase Damien from his life before Theo noticed. But his thumb lingered over the screen, trembling, betraying the truth he refused to say aloud. He wanted to go.

The texture of the worn leather, the bump of gold lettering under my fingertips—it all felt real and old and full of stories I hadn’t heard yet. I scanned the titles. Some were about pack history and law, others about herbal healing, and old wolf legends passed down through generations. I wanted to come back here. To sit by that window. To read. To maybe look for answers—answers I hadn’t found yet. Answers about myself. About my powers. About why the Moon Goddess chose me, if she really did. But I didn’t say any of that out loud. Instead, I turned back to Luna Marie with a soft smile. “I love it,” I said honestly. “I could stay in here all day.”

The custom piece was named “Starless Night.” The receipt listed rare materials, months of handcrafted labor, and a price that could buy silence—or loyalty—in the underworld. At the bottom, the recipient’s name was handwritten. Not mine. Not Daniel’s fiancée. I stared at that thin slip of paper for a long time, then dialed my brother’s number. Ethan. My older brother wasn’t just family— he was one of the most discreet private investigators in Europe.

"Until just now I was unaware of any witches existence, of any magic in fact. Yet today I have seen a group of wolves disappear with my own eyes, smelt what I can only imagine was the scent of a witches magic and learned of Luna Talia's powers. I wonder if you're able to enlighten me as to what we're really up against? What dangers our future Luna may yet have to face?" The look on Eder Michas face tells me he's not completely comfortable with me asking these things behind the Alphas back. He sighs before standing and slowly climbing a ladder to reach the very top shelf of one of the book cases and retrieving a book. "Take this. It will not hold every answer that you require but it will at l

That’s what saved you from ending up like those other poor guys. I just grinned and tapped my nose. Sitting alone at the kitchen table, I popped open a pack of ramen and flicked on the TV. "Today, our city was rocked by a spree of break-ins and murders, all targeting rich single men. The cops cracked the case wide open, rounding up a whole gang of suspects.” As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed.

But nothing seemed to match the symbol on my door. Frustrated, I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. There had to be something here, some clue that I was missing. I glanced at the stack of books beside me, my eyes landing on one that looked older and more worn than the others. Its leather cover was cracked and faded, the title barely legible: *The Mysteries of Silverwood.* I pulled the book closer and opened it carefully. The pages were brittle, the text handwritten in an elegant script. As I flipped through the pages, a passage caught my eye: