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"I delete the hero. I delete the sentinel. I delete the debt." She pressed her fingertip directly against the center of the leaden watch, touching the skin of Silas’s heart. The moment her finger made contact, the "Vance Legacy" screamed its last breath. A shockwave of violet light erupted from the point of contact, a "Re-Write" so powerful it shattered the Golden Watch into a million harmless glass shards. Elara didn't just break the clock; she **deleted** it from the history of his existence.

Avery says. “Battle death? What does that mean?” I ask, looking down at my mate. Her heart rate is good and she’s breathing normally, so I hope she’s just exhausted from whatever spell she did. But I’m going to have my mom look her over anyway when we get back. I wipe the hair out of her face so I can see my sweet mate, the death fighter. “Those spells that hit you were death spells. They move throughout your body slowly killing you until you die. Your mate literally fought death to save you,” Amir says.

I whispered, watching as the flame rose toward the sky. "She will forever remain in our hearts," Vivian added softly. After the burial, Dravin approached me. "I'm sorry for your loss," I said. "I'm sorry for yours too," he replied. "We’ll be leaving in two days, Elora. Get some rest." I nodded, watching as he walked away toward Soren. The battle wasn’t over until it truly was. And soon it would be. BloodMoon Pack, here I come.

Her silver hair fell in waves down her back, and her piercing blue eyes seemed to see straight through us. “You’ve come a long way to die,” she said, her lips curving into a cruel smile. Mike raised his weapon. “We’re not here to die. We’re here to stop you.” She laughed, the sound reverberating off the walls. “Brave words for a doomed pack.” The air around us grew heavy, and dark energy crackled at her fingertips. “Now,” Mike commanded, and the battle began. --- Her power was immense, Jessica and I worked in tandem, our movements synchronized as we dodged her strikes and countered with our own.

It would smear Dad's reputation, yet everyone would think I wrote it. "The dead should stay dead," Kate said, smiling as she wiped every photo of me from the phone. By afternoon, the pack enforcers had arrived at the manor. "Alpha Jack, we received a report that your daughter's death may involve you. We're here to investigate." Marcus had reported my death. "She ran away," Jack said, trying for calm but landing on brittle. The captain, Nelson Wright, set a crystal sphere on the foyer table. "This is a life sensor. If Ms. Ava Blackwood is alive and not in mortal danger, it will glow."

I teased. “No, it’s not.” I stared at him as he almost seemed to glisten in the sun. I couldn’t help but reach out and run my fingers across his cheek. “I am sorry you’ve had to see so much death.” I hated the idea of him fighting in some sort of battle, but had a feeling I would have to get used to it. “It’ll get better now that I have my mate.” He says leaning closer to plant a small kiss on my lips. “You haven’t even explained what that is yet.”

I want to make her feel Everything. Every. Fucking. Emotion. Vengeance runs deep in my blood and it made me become what I am today. A vicious - feared monster. She made me a monster and now this monster is going to kill her in the worst way possible. For a werewolf, having your mate kill you is the worst death. I experienced it and now, it's her turn to experience it. This is the only way to bring balance to our lives. She must die. “ Alpha! I still haven't found her. ” My beta - Xavier mindlinks me to inform and I detach my eyes from her unconscious figure.

The thought of spending a good five years of my life with this man is already exhausting as I think about it. I let out a sigh and looked at my bridesmaids, they're all my friends and they're so excited for me - if only they knew it was all a fake. Bella tried to be as sober as possible, but in the end, she couldn't contain her bubbling excitement during the wedding planning. For once in days, I feel happy with my choice even if I know it's going to change my entire life. First I get a chance to make my loved ones happy and then I get a chance to find Theodore and my father's murderer, maybe I might be able to learn why Truce suddenly wants marriage too.

Instead, there was a fleeting flash of triumph and a cold smile hidden beneath her fragile mask. I had seen that look before. It was the same look on the faces of the rogues who tore open my stomach. My soul trembled suddenly. Could she have something to do with my death?

"And how do you keep bringing me back here? "I just wanted to say that bringing you back was one of the greatest choices I've ever done. You not only got with another werewolf, broke your engagement, got jailed, but now your once betrothed is trying to stir up trouble by causing war between your new betrothed. Also, the moon marked on your cheek is easy back and forth acess so you don't have to really die to meet me." Death replied, smiling. My face falls, and I stare at him in disbelief. "What has Mason done?"